back to you, every time
not another spellman
a slight introduction, a possible story
If you had told me a century ago that I would be returning to the town that had once chewed me up and spat me out, I would have laughed in your face. A loud, maniacal laugh (I was abit more evil then).
But here I was, stood by the sign that reads, Spellman's Mortuary, broomstick in one hand and a suitcase in the other (you're also probably wondering how I managed to carry a suitcase on a broomstick and whilst that question is a valid one, unfortunately I'm already in the bad books with the Church of Night for revealing our 'tricks' to mortals, it's quite stupid if you ask me).
Okay, I've gotten off track a little bit, I mean, I haven't even introduced myself to you yet.
Hi, the names Sibylla Sabine Spellman - I know, a name so perfectly alliterate it makes you want to orgasm, trust me you're not the first and definitely not the last. Oh! Also most people just call me Sibyl but if you're lucky and/or happen to be my niece or nephew, then you get to call me Ylla, it's pronounced E-E-L-A-H, btw. Now technically I can't tell you what I am, you know cause I'm already exiled from my coven, I mean, church group. But I can tell you that my family has a very long history in the town of Greendale, which makes sense as I've lived here for most of my life (a couple of centuries but who's counting?).
Anyways, enough about me - hellfire, my introduction isn't even the important event here. You see, my family is... different, to say the least and my niece, Sabrina, turns sixteen in three days and she has a, uh, baptism of sorts and well, I'm here to talk her out of it (unless, you're listening Dark Lord, and in that case I'm totally on your side - praise Satan and all that jazz). But, Sabrina isn't like her other Aunties, my older sisters Zelda and Hilda - she's of pure heart and good intentions, something those two twits haven't experienced since they signed their names over to the Big Man Downstairs (and probably even before then for Zelda).
Anyways, I'm here to tell you, Reader, that fear not - I am here to stop Sabrina from selling her soul to the Devil and I am sure as Hell not going to let her end up in the same situation I was in. However, that is a story for another time, but just to let you in on it for a little suspense - let's just say it involves a certain man of the church that has a heart almost as terrible as his name. But a face that the Devil himself should be proud of - probably put all of his good work into it honestly.
Oops, okay well I've gotta go, you know - saving my niece from making the biggest mistake of her life, also I can hear Zelda's annoying screech of disproval through the airwaves - guess I'll see you witches soon.
A/N - EEEEEEEP OKAY so if you can't tell this is kind of a little, introduction I guess to a possible story I want to start writing? This isn't going to be in the story technically but I wanted to get a feel from you guys how you feel about this?
If you can't tell, I binged The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina and I'm obsessed! I really wanted to write an OC/Faustus Blackwood story cause let's face it - Sabrina & Harvey forever, plus I feel like I could delve into so much with this story.
Please let me know your opinions on this and if you are liking the feel of this story? And please don't worry about Dance Me to the End of Love, I am still writing this story, it's just coming slowly as I'm trying to figure out where to take this story to get it to the point I want.
Thank you all so much for your loyalty xx