A/N: He he – If you want the truth, I had no idea that last part about the
Witch's Council was going to happen when I started writing the story. It
just kind of popped into my head as I was typing the second chapter. Just
to let you know, if the rest of the story seems kind of disorganized and
unplanned, that's 'cause it is.
P.S: Sorry if the title and previous summary was misleading.
"Aunt Zelda! Aunt Hilda!" Sabrina screeched as she entered the house. She threw her jacket and bag on the floor near the coat rack, ran through the house, and ended up in the living room. "Salem? Anyone?" Hilda and Zelda appeared in front of her. "What's the matter, Sabrina? We were in a very important meeting in the Other Realm." Zelda asked, aggravated. The Other Realm was where most magical beings inhabit, and could practice their magic freely since no mortals lived there. "Well, I know what it's about." Sabrina said, and took a seat on the couch. Hilda looked at her. "You do? Good thing, because I didn't think they did either. They were so busy and hectic that they didn't even get around to starting the meeting that they called in the first place." Exasperated, Hilda took a seat next to Sabrina. "Hey, what's all the commotion about? I was taking a very important nap in your closet, Sabrina. Oh, and I think I ruined your white sweater." After sitting down on the table behind the sofa, he started grooming himself. "How can you all be so calm at a time like this? Don't you know that the Witch's council is taking over the mortal realm?" Sabrina practically shouted. The three looked at her like she was crazy. Finally, Zelda sat next to Sabrina and spoke in a soothing voice, "Now why on earth would they do that?" "I swear I'm not crazy. It's even on the news. Look!" Sabrina grabbed the remote off the table and turned on the TV. The channel was broadcasting live coverage of the witchcraft attacks. "See?" Hilda and Zelda gazed intently at the TV, their gazes eventually turning to alarm. They leaned back on the couch and just watched. Finally, an hour later, Hilda commented, "This is unbelievable." "I know." Salem said sincerely. "I mean, when I tried to take over the mortal realm, they sentenced me to a hundred years as a cat. Now it's alright, just because they're doing it?" All three witches glanced at him. "What did you say?" Zelda asked. "What – that I was unfairly turned into a cat?" "No – after." "Oh, I believe I said, 'Now it's alright, just because they're doing it?'" "That's IT Salem!" Sabrina picked the cat off the table, stood up, and spun him around. "I mean, the Witch's Council has to follow the rules too, right?" "Definitely." Hilda confirmed excitedly. "The number one rule is, 'All witches must follow the rules'. I know it's corny, but hey, it's written in stone." "It is? I thought that was just a saying." Sabrina asked, however she wasn't surprised. Witches liked wordplay. "No, there's actually something called "The Magical Regulations." They're several blocks of stone, which have all the rules of the Other Realm inscribed on them." Zelda said. "But who enforces the rules?" Sabrina asked. "The, ah Witch's Council." Zelda could see where she was going with this. "Then there is one problem. The Witch's Council is the one breaking the rules. So wouldn't these Regulations have no effect?" Sabrina countered. Zelda's smile waned. "Well, yes...Hilda, why are you being so quiet?" Hilda was mesmerized by the screen. She managed to turn her head toward them. "Guys, that's not the Witch's Council. Oh, sure, that's Drell in front. However, the rest are made to look like the rest of the Witch's Council by a Cover-Up spell. I can tell when that spell is used – I've used it a number of times." Zelda grew excited again. "I would bet that this is all Drell's idea. I knew he's always dreamed of world conquest – he always had that evil glint in his eye. He's probably gotten a bunch of his buddies to pose as the rest of the Council, and he must have locked up the real Council somewhere so they wouldn't stop him." Sabrina felt like this was getting more and more complicated. "Great. So all we have to do is find the other Council Members and somehow get them to stop Drell, who has apparently gathered an army? Oh, yeah – this should be a snap."
After Note: Ok, I know this is kind of lame and confusing, but I am suffering from a bit of writer's block. However, I think it'll work out to be exciting in the end. If anyone has ideas, email me!
"Aunt Zelda! Aunt Hilda!" Sabrina screeched as she entered the house. She threw her jacket and bag on the floor near the coat rack, ran through the house, and ended up in the living room. "Salem? Anyone?" Hilda and Zelda appeared in front of her. "What's the matter, Sabrina? We were in a very important meeting in the Other Realm." Zelda asked, aggravated. The Other Realm was where most magical beings inhabit, and could practice their magic freely since no mortals lived there. "Well, I know what it's about." Sabrina said, and took a seat on the couch. Hilda looked at her. "You do? Good thing, because I didn't think they did either. They were so busy and hectic that they didn't even get around to starting the meeting that they called in the first place." Exasperated, Hilda took a seat next to Sabrina. "Hey, what's all the commotion about? I was taking a very important nap in your closet, Sabrina. Oh, and I think I ruined your white sweater." After sitting down on the table behind the sofa, he started grooming himself. "How can you all be so calm at a time like this? Don't you know that the Witch's council is taking over the mortal realm?" Sabrina practically shouted. The three looked at her like she was crazy. Finally, Zelda sat next to Sabrina and spoke in a soothing voice, "Now why on earth would they do that?" "I swear I'm not crazy. It's even on the news. Look!" Sabrina grabbed the remote off the table and turned on the TV. The channel was broadcasting live coverage of the witchcraft attacks. "See?" Hilda and Zelda gazed intently at the TV, their gazes eventually turning to alarm. They leaned back on the couch and just watched. Finally, an hour later, Hilda commented, "This is unbelievable." "I know." Salem said sincerely. "I mean, when I tried to take over the mortal realm, they sentenced me to a hundred years as a cat. Now it's alright, just because they're doing it?" All three witches glanced at him. "What did you say?" Zelda asked. "What – that I was unfairly turned into a cat?" "No – after." "Oh, I believe I said, 'Now it's alright, just because they're doing it?'" "That's IT Salem!" Sabrina picked the cat off the table, stood up, and spun him around. "I mean, the Witch's Council has to follow the rules too, right?" "Definitely." Hilda confirmed excitedly. "The number one rule is, 'All witches must follow the rules'. I know it's corny, but hey, it's written in stone." "It is? I thought that was just a saying." Sabrina asked, however she wasn't surprised. Witches liked wordplay. "No, there's actually something called "The Magical Regulations." They're several blocks of stone, which have all the rules of the Other Realm inscribed on them." Zelda said. "But who enforces the rules?" Sabrina asked. "The, ah Witch's Council." Zelda could see where she was going with this. "Then there is one problem. The Witch's Council is the one breaking the rules. So wouldn't these Regulations have no effect?" Sabrina countered. Zelda's smile waned. "Well, yes...Hilda, why are you being so quiet?" Hilda was mesmerized by the screen. She managed to turn her head toward them. "Guys, that's not the Witch's Council. Oh, sure, that's Drell in front. However, the rest are made to look like the rest of the Witch's Council by a Cover-Up spell. I can tell when that spell is used – I've used it a number of times." Zelda grew excited again. "I would bet that this is all Drell's idea. I knew he's always dreamed of world conquest – he always had that evil glint in his eye. He's probably gotten a bunch of his buddies to pose as the rest of the Council, and he must have locked up the real Council somewhere so they wouldn't stop him." Sabrina felt like this was getting more and more complicated. "Great. So all we have to do is find the other Council Members and somehow get them to stop Drell, who has apparently gathered an army? Oh, yeah – this should be a snap."
After Note: Ok, I know this is kind of lame and confusing, but I am suffering from a bit of writer's block. However, I think it'll work out to be exciting in the end. If anyone has ideas, email me!