Cherry, Atticus, Mo, Patch, and Drell were in Cherry's bedroom, looking into her closet where she had kept Sarah Ravencroft's spell book since the defeat of both Ben and Sarah when she and Atticus had first met Scooby-Doo and Mystery Inc.
"Where is it!?" Cherry threw out her clothes and anything else kept in her closet. "I know I had it here!"
"Maybe someone somehow stole it." Mo said.
"Or maybe you lied to my face again." Drell folded his arms.
"No, I swear, I had it in here!" Cherry grabbed her hair in a frenzy.
"Then where is it!?" Drell growled.
"I don't know!" Cherry groaned.
Patch went into the closet and did a sniff around, he then found a yellow and crinkly piece of paper and came out with it in his mouth like he had found a clue.
"A yellow and crinkly piece of paper?" Mo said, confused.
Drell bent down, taking the paper from Patch's mouth, he winced at the slobber at first, then adjusted his glasses to read aloud the note. "'Dear Malovea's granddaughter, I have heard about what you have done to the late Sarah Ravencroft and her great-great-grandson and I plan to use the spell book for my evil and personal use and I have heard from my Oracle that a ten-year-old witch girl named Wendy will be able to defeat me, but I'm going to turn the tables on her and use Sarah to help me destroy her and you will not be able to stop me. Evilly yours, Desmond Spellman'."
"Who's Desmond Spellman?" Atticus asked.
"'Desmond Spellman'?" Cherry asked. "Is he related to the Spellman family?"
"Yes, he's Edward's evil twin." Drell nodded.
"How cliche..." Cherry rolled her eyes slightly.
"You all deserve a right to know this, but every Spellman is born with a twin," Drell informed them. "Sabrina and Zelda's evil twins live in the other realm prison. Desmond Spellman is a very evil warlock, he was very powerful at his time... He was very frighteningly evil."
"Was he worse than you?" Cherry asked.
Drell slowly turned his head to her.
"I'll shut up..." Cherry backed up.
"So what did he mean when he said he would turn the tables on Wendy?" Patch asked.
"According to the Oracle, Wendy would be able to defeat him despite being a young witchling," Drell said as he folded up the paper. "He wants to kill her and he's going to use Sarah Ravencroft's stronger magic to help him destroy her since she'll become a great witch in the future."
"That's terrible! Can't we do something to make sure that he doesn't kill her?" Mo asked.
"We can help her aunts," Drell said. "Zelma, Thelma, and Velma..." he then did a sleight of hand in his fingertips and made an image of Wendy the Good Little Witch appear. "Here she is..." he then showed them all a little blonde girl with baby blue in a red dress with a red hat and a giant broomstick in her hand.
Cherry took it and looked a little surprised. "She looks like my Aunt Barb."
"Could she be a relative of Cherry's?" Mo asked.
"Sounds likely..." Drell remarked. "Her mother was adopted."
"Yes, my mother was adopted by my grandparents and my Aunt Barb is my grandmother's natural daughter." Cherry explained.
"Maybe Wendy's your little cousin..." Drell suggested.
"I have two cousin Wendys?" Cherry held her head. "That's confusing..."
"Anyway, Wendy lives with her aunts in a cottage in the woods," Drell continued. "It's the golden rule of witchdom in most families, when a witch reaches a certain age and discovered his or her powers, they must live with magical trainers and not their parents until they are in full control of their magic."
"Cool." Patch smiled.
Cherry handed the photograph of Wendy back.
"Poor girl... She's way too friendly and innocent to be a witch..." Drell frowned.
"Reminds me of my old friend Casper." Cherry said.
Drell looked back. "You know Casper?"
"My friend Lauren Harvey and her family moved into the McFadden mansion and they invited me to help them with the move." Cherry explained.
"Cool." Mo smiled.
"Wow, a cowardly little girl is friends with a ghost..." Drell pinched Cherry's cheek. "How adorably absurd!"
Cherry groaned and winced from the cheek pulling.
"So, what do we do then?" Atticus asked.
"We must track down and blend in to where Wendy lives," Drell explained. "They'll know who we are, but we'll have to get by the other innocent bystanders without letting anyone know who we truly are."
"We as in you're coming too?" Cherry asked.
"I must, I'm a brave and daring man..." Drell looked up to the heavens, looking heroic.
"Great, so when do we leave?" Patch asked.
"Right now." Drell grinned.
"WHAT!?" Cherry squeaked.
Drell took out his wand. "First, we'll need to blend in with the crowd and change our names."
"Um, okay." Patch said.
"The three witch sisters and their niece shall know who we were though, but not the innocent people..." Drell said, he then waved his wand, changing his clothes and Cherry, Atticus, and Mo's, and gave Patch a different collar, but it still had his Pound Puppy tag and his Equestrian magic converted from Strudel in Shelter 17.
"So what will we look like?" Mo asked.
"I changed your clothes a little..." Drell gestured to Cherry's bedroom mirror to see themselves.
Atticus wore a red-hooded sweatshirt, blue jeans, and green sneakers. Mo wore a black sports jersey shirt with a pink double zero on it, blue shorts, and brown sneakers.
Cherry wore a dark purple dress with white spots, hot pink socks, and black Mary Jane shoes, she then recoiled in disgust and turned to Drell. "Why do I have to wear the dress!?"
"Yeah, she's not really the dress kind of girl." Atticus said.
"I think it looks great on you." Drell smirked teasingly.
"DRELL!" Cherry groaned.
"Ah, fine..." Drell then hit Cherry with his wand again.
Cherry wore a black studded headband, a short-sleeved black top with a bat on it, black short pants, and black flats, and fingerless gloves, really giving her a gothic feel. "That's better."
"Yeah, it looks great on you." Mo smiled.
"So, do we have different backstories?" Patch asked.
"Yes," Drell nodded. "I am your uncle raising you all after the tragic death of your parents and we moved into town for a better life for each other."
"Wow, sounds like our backstory is going to be a sad one." Patch frowned.
"Well, no one ever said life would be fair..." Drell said, then changed into his office suit to look more professional. "There we go then... Shall we be off?"
"Why so soon?" Cherry frowned.
"The sooner the better..." Drell said. "Now, I suggest you all change your names when around other people."
"Okay, but to what?" Patch asked.
"I'll let you decide," Drell said. "Mostly because I ain't creative with names and plus, I'd just give Cherry the most embarrassing and unfortunate name in human history."
Cherry lowly growled to him, shaking her fists.
"Okay so then let's start thinking up names." Atticus said.
"I know it's very girly, but I like Estelle," Mo smiled. "I've always liked that name."
"It sounds beautiful, um, not that your name isn't already beautiful." Atticus blushed.
Mo blushed back to that. "Oh, um, thanks..."
"And for me, I'm gonna go with Akito." Atticus said.
Drell snorted. "Those are weird names... What about you, Cherry?" he then asked his victim. "What're you going to call yourself?"
Cherry shrugged. "Zofia."
"I spoke too soon." Drell said.
"What?" Cherry glanced at him. "It's Polish!"
"It's stupid!" Drell retorted.
"Says Drell..." Cherry then mumbled.
"Touche, anyway, Patch, what will your new name be?" Drell asked.
"Um... I'm not sure..." Patch frowned. "Maybe just 'Spot'?"
"Fitting name..." Drell gave a nod to him.
"And what will your name be?" Mo then asked the warlock.
"Hmm..." Drell paused to think. "This is a toughy..."
"How about Samson?" Atticus suggested.
Drell shrugged. "Eh, why not?"
"Oh, Drell, what about Hilda?" Mo asked. "Won't she be worried about you?"
"Dang, I almost forgot about her!" Drell groaned. "Guess this sorta involves her since her brother's evil twin is on the loose..."
"Then shouldn't we tell her?" Patch asked.
"Okay... Let's go then..." Drell suggested, taking them all to the Spellman house.