Secret of the Spellman

The Discovery

It was days after Hilda brewed the balm that Zelda didn't use.

As much as Zelda hates to admit it, Sabrina and Ambrose seemed to be right. Lydia was up and out in the market with Hilda gathering some supplies for the meeting that was taking place in their home tonight at the witching hour.

Sabrina and Ambrose were busy taking care of the house, leaving Zelda to care for the kids.

Aurora was about a year old now. If only Aurora will she know that her mother is doing this for her future? How about Leticia will she be like her father even though she was raised as a Spellman? Will these two young witches know the sacrifices that Lydia made for the both of them? Will they follow the path? Or will they be like Sabrina and Lydia who formed their own path? Change the whole coven… Zelda thought about all the what if scenarios. What if they lost this war? What will happen to the Spellman line? What will happen to Lydia? And Sabrina? Ambrose? Will he go back to being house arrested? What would become of her and Hilda? They both signed the book, if they loose they would have to endure the endless torment of Satan… Sabrina and Ambrose, as well. Lydia, will be saved she had not signed. Lydia along with Leticia will go to Purgatory.

"Sister!" Hilda's voice was heard.

Lydia ran up to take her daughter from Zelda's arms. "Did you missed me?" Lydia smiles at the gurgling baby in her arms. "Did you missed mama, huh?"

Zelda looks at her sister, "You got everything?"

At the stroke of midnight the guests, started to arrive.

"Silence!" Lydia called, "Now, we need to have strategy… if we are to defeat Blackwood and his forces… We all know that there is strength in numbers but as you can all see Blackwood has that advantage…"

Murmurs among the crowd began.

Lydia cursed in ancient Greek under her breath, and everyone gasped.

"Is this some sort of joke?!" a witch demanded.

"What?!" Lydia looked surprised. "I can assure you this is no joke, madaam."

"Sister Zelda, if the prophecy is correct," a warlock looked at Lydia, "your daughter might be the one we are all waiting for…"

"What?!" Lydia demanded, "Will someone explain what the hell you're talking about?!"

"Child…" Dezmelda took Lydia's hands, "tell me… when did you learn Ancient Greek?"

"I don't know," Lydia admitted, "I just always knew Ancient Greek… why? What is so significant about Ancient Greek?!"

"The prophecy!" Dezmelda gasped.

"Um… Ambrose?" Lydia looked at Ambrose questionably.

Ambrose flipped through the Satanic bible and then stopped, "Here it is! A child born with great ancient powers will defeat the dark lord… Lydia…"

"No," Lydia shook her head, "it's not true. It can't be…"

"Lydia, darling," Hilda said in a sweet tone, "your turning green, are you alright?"

Lydia put her hand over her mouth, ran to the trashcan, and vomitted black chunks.

"Lydia Spellman!" a deep evil voice rang, "You are nothing. You cannot defeat me!"

Lydia looks at the crowd. Prudence raised her fist in the air, "All hail our savior!"

Lydia once again turned pale and proceeded to puke.

"You are nothing!" the voice rang in Lydia's ears.

Lydia sat down, "I'm fine… I just need to sit down…"

"Whoa! Are you sure, your ok cousin?" Sabrina questioned worried written all over her face.

"Yeah… its just too much to take in…" Lydia sat down.

"What is?!" Zelda demands, "That you are the only salvation of our people?"

"Give her a minute…" Hilda sighs.

"Oh…" Zelda made a face, "I just heard it…"