Part 2

Mary was sitting in her chair, staring at the fire that she started. Sure, it was daytime, but that didn't matter. Thinking things over, she wondered what she could do in Greendale. There was only so much that can keep her busy, looking over the Spellman girl. She thought about maybe seeing what she can do to the other teachers at the high school.

Suddenly, the fire went out and the light in the room turned red. Knowing exactly what is happening, she got out of her chair and got on her knees, looking down on the floor but facing towards the fireplace. The door opened and she heard the footsteps of the Dark Lord coming towards her. But to her surprise, it was not the sound of hooves hitting the hard floor. She saw black shoes at the edge of her eyes, moving from behind her and turning as she could feel his full gaze cast upon her.

"My Lord, have I done something that upsets you?"

"No, nothing like that…" He remained silent for a few moments. Mary didn't want to say anything, thinking that if she did, he would be angry and lash out. So she waited in silence as she waited.

"Good…I can feel them in town."

Still, Mary remained silent. But she didn't have to wait as long before he spoke again.

"You may stand and gaze your eyes wherever you like. We have work that needs to be completed."

"What in the name of Satan is going on?!" Zelda is getting furious, while Hilda and Sabrina have looks of complete confusion.

"I'm sorry for speaking to you like this, but this is the only to directly communicate." Ambrose turned around to face the Spellman family. "My name is Boston Brand, but most just call me Deadman. And this is Jason Blood." The man in the blue suit stepped forward and began to speak.

"You may have a better understanding of what is going on-" Jason said this directly to Ambrose and then turned back to the witches. "But somehow, we are from a different Earth. Somehow, we got transported to this one and it looks like neither of us understand how."

"Uh, ok…wait, didn't you say there were others?" Sabrina asked Deadman, who is possessing Ambrose's body.

"Yes! Since we all came from the same Earth, I sort of have a sense of how many are here. Outside of this room, 3 of our friends are somewhere in…I'm sorry, where exactly are we?"

"Greendale." Sabrina responded. She turned around to her aunts. "How is this even possible? Assuming that they are telling the truth."

"I'm sorry, but can we take this somewhere else? I feel pretty cramped up here in the attic."

"The attic makes you feel cramped, but not the fact that your sharing a human body with another soul?" Jason stared at Deadman, who merely shrugged.

"Everyone, downstairs!" Zelda pointed to the door, letting Jason and Deadman walk out and down first, the witches following behind them so that Zelda can talk.

"Is this even possible?" Sabrina whispered to Zelda.

"Well, since other realms like Hell and Limbo exist, I suppose it is possible. But we are going to need them to learn more." Hilda nodded in agreement. Soon, everyone was down in the living room.

"Before we get started, do any of you know any spells that allow you to see and talk to ghosts?" Deadman asked the witches.

"Certainly, just give us a minute…" Hilda walked to the other side of the room and got some stuff. Zelda and Sabrina followed and help set up the room to be be enchanted. After laying everything down on the floor and repeating a spell in unison, Ambrose's body fell down on the couch.

"Ambrose, you all right?" Sabrina rushed over and helped him sit up.

"Uh, I think so…what just happened?" Ambrose looked around, confused to see the man he just punched just calmly standing by the fireplace.

"Sorry about that." They all looked to see a pale man in red clothing float in the air, his costume having the letter 'D' on his chest. "Usually, I need to posses someone to talk to the living. I hope I didn't cause too much trouble."

"What…?" Ambrose just stared in confusion, turning back to Jason. "So, I guess we're ok with you now?"

"For now." Jason took a few steps towards the middle of the room. "So, Deadman, where are the others?"

"Hold on! We don't even know if we believe you. How do we know your story is true?" Zelda crossed her arms, Hilda and Sabrina walking back to stand by her, while Ambrose continues sitting on the couch, trying to gain composure.

"Well, since you were going to do that just a moment ago, might as well show off." Deadman said to Jason, who nodded, before turning his head forward and looking up to the ceiling.

"Gone! Gone! O form of man…And rise the demon Etrigan!"

In that moment, fire consumed Jason's body, shocking everyone except for Deadman. Once the fire died down, the being standing before them had yellow skin, a red costume with a blue cape, and had red eyes.

"Etrigan the demon is who stands before you! If you are witches, why do I sense fear in all of you?" The being who called himself Etrigan stared at the witches and warlock that were shocked at what just happened before them.

"Well, it's not like there are…ANY of us that can do…what you just did." Hilda said. Zelda nodded in agreement.

"Whoa…I'm sorry, do you have to rhyme all the time?" Sabrina asked.

"It is a privilege that shows my status down in Hell! The rhyme to transform is also part of the spell!"

"Great. Now, can we please have the other guy back. I don't think I can get away with punching…" Ambrose stopped himself. Etrigan grinned at him, knowing what he was going to say, but decided to not respond to it.

"Gone now, O Etrigan! And rise again the form of man!" Fire once again covered the entity, disappearing quickly to bring Jason back in front of them.

"So, is our story believable?" Jason scanned the faces of the Spellman family.

Sabrina looked back at her aunts, who were taking everything in. They all looked at each other and they knew what everyone was thinking. But before they could respond, Sabrina felt her phone ring and saw that Susie was calling her.

Susie hanged up the phone and turned her attention back to the man in the chair, finishing off his cigarette. "Well, she said she will be right over. I just said you were John because I all ready forgot your last name."

"It's Constantine. How the bollocks did you all ready forget?"

"I have a fever! Forgive me if I'm no completely in the moment." She sat down and just stared at the man named John Constantine. "I just want you out, ok? And it sounds like she all ready has an idea of what is going on."

"Well, that's good. I would hate to be passed from one person who doesn't know anything to another." Before Susie could respond, the front door blew open and in came in Mary, her eyes targeting John as she walked in.

"Ms. Wardwell? What are you-"Susie stood up only to be thrown across the room with a wave of Mary's hand. She hit the wall and fell down to the ground, knocked out.

John gave a deep sigh and pushed himself out of the chair. He put his finished cigarette into a dish and looked at Mary. "I really wished you haven't done luv. I may have only just met the young girl, but I feel obligated to step in for her since you just knocked her out cold."

"You're an…interesting warlock. Not even phased by my presence." Mary looked John over, trying to get a good read on him.

"I wouldn't exactly call myself a warlock. But I know enough to send you back down the hole you crawled out of."

"I do love a challenge. But unfortunately, your needed alive."

John was able to sense his presence just before he blacked out and fell into the arms of the Dark Lord.

"Not exactly the one I was looking for, but he will certainly do." He looked back at Mary. "Have you tracked down the others?"

But before Mary could respond, they were taken by surprise when they heard the out of sight woman yell out her words.

"NOMED PART!"