On the first day, the House of Morningstar fell.

On the second day, Esther Mikaelson tried to kill the remaines of her children. She failed.

On the third day, the newly crowned King of Hell, Caliban, led the Infernal Armies on a crusade to claim Earth as the Tenth Circle. He failed.

On the fourth day, the pagans beat back Caliban and his armies. The Earth was theirs.

On the fifth day, the 'Save Elena' gang, after spending weeks twiddling their thumbs and looking over their shoulders in fear, decided to plot another assassination aimed at the last remaining Originals. They failed.

On the sixth day, Caliban, after having numerous night terrors of the Mikaelsons coming to kill him, for killing their brothers and friend, was consumed by madness.

On the seventh day, Hell was emptied by a army of celestials.

But what of Morgana Morningstar and Alvaro, Klaus and Kol Mikaelson?

They, along with Morgana's family, were where Caliban had left them.

Klaus and Alvaro cursed and daydreamed about how they would kill the newly crowned king of Hell, or well in Alvaro's case Caliban's slaughter. And between the fact that he was mostly preoccupied with Morgana, when she'd allow him to travel into her mind.

Kol wondered when his brother and sister would come to rescue them.

But little did the four know, both Elijah and Rebekah had unfortunately been cut down, along with Damon and Stefan Salvatore and countless other vampires by the pagans, centuries ago.

The four could only count on themselves to rescue them.

Klaus's eyes snapped open, a groan fell from his lips. He glanced down at him chest, where the wooden pole was embedded. His brows furrowed "What is this?"

He rapped his hands around the pole, he grunted as he began to slowly pull it out. He eyed the tip, that was crowned with his blood. His eyes narrowed as he sniffled at it.

"Oh, that little pathetic piece of clay." Klaus growled. Caliban had used his own trick against him. He caught sight of the metal end of the pole, he smirked.

'How clever,' Klaus thought, the clay prince had coated the metal with wood, so Klaus couldn't count on his werewolf side to prevent him from desiccating.

Klaus let go of the pole, a sound of clanging rang out through the cave as it hit the floor. The hybrid turned to his brothers, before grabbing hold of the poles that pinned them against the rock wall, he yanked them out with little effort.

The two poles joined the third on the floor as Klaus watched impatiently for his brothers to return to life.

Blue eyes watched as dark grey vains began to disappear, along with the deathly complexion before dark cocoa-coloured eyes flickered open.

Alvaro groweled sharply, cracking his neck as Kol began to regain colour. The second oldest met Klaus's gaze "How the fuck did that little pitiful sod, manage to do this?"

Klaus gestured to the sticks on the floor "White oak ash."

Kol kneeled down, examining them as Alvaro clocked it "Like the daggers, and he stuck the wood on one end of the sticks, so your werewolf gene couldn't save you."

"So you couldn't save us," Kol said, standing up straight "it obviously didn't occur, to him that even covered sliver or metal still has no effect on werewolves."

Silence took over the trio, they turned their attention to the Morningstars. Alvaro stepped towards to Morgana's statue, a mournful look embraced his features as he lightly brushed his fingers over her cheek.

Klaus closed his eyes as Kol sighed, there was nothing the three could do to unfreeze her or her family.

Suddenly the sound of footsteps trudging on the surface of the rocky ground entered their ears. The brothers turned towards the entrance, Alvaro vam-sped forward, and slammed the individual against the wall, by the throat.

"I'm not going to lie, I went a bit mad for a while," Ambrose Spellman said, as he led Sabrina through the Kinkle mine "a decade or two." He slipped the strap of his bag over his head before placing it on the table "The books have been my salvation. I've read, well...I've read everything," he picked up a black leather bound book, he showed it to his cousin "I even found one of the few works of Kol's."

"Please tell me in all your readings, you came across something that could help us," Sabrina inquired wistfully "some way for us to fix things."

"Fix things?" Ambrose turned from the table, he faced her with a expression that said 'are you serious?' "Sabrina, you missed the end of the world. Our aunties are dead. Prudence is dead." His voice broke, as he stepped towards her "She died in my arms. With her dying breath, she...she begged me....to abandon her, to run away. And why?" He spun back around to the table "So I could grab this." He tour off the black cloth to reveal the time egg "Father Blackwood's time egg, and hide it from him."

Tears gathered in the warlock's eyes, sobs begging him to release them as he moved back towards the table, and took a seat on the surface.

"Ambrose, I'm so, so sorry." Sabrina said regretfully.

"Where were you?" He demanded "You should have been with us." He pointed at the ground angrily "With your family."

"You were the one who told me to stay in Hell," Sabrina argued "and fight to win the Unholy Regalla."

"Did you...did you win, at least?" He inquired.

"Yeah, I got them, the three items, but....what does it matter if the battle's over, if we already lost and there's no hope of -" her eyes wondered to the time egg, a thought came to her mind "Wait a minute. Of course that's how it was me. Ambrose, can the egg's magicks be used to send someone backwards though time?"

Ambrose turned his head towards the egg "Perhaps, but the level of magical energies required to do that--"

"Would be equal to those imbued in the items of the Unholy Regalla?" She questioned, an eyebrow arched.

"No, no, that would never work." He disagreed "That's too dangerous!"

"It will work. It did work." He looked at her with wide eyes "Don't ask me how I know. Just trust me. We can do this. You and me, the last Spellmans." She took a step forward "We could stop the pagans, save our aunties, save all of Greendale. We have to!"

"We'd have to re-purpose the Unholy Regalla." He looked downwards, to the right "That is, if...." he looked at the three Guardians behind Sabrina, he gestured at them with his hand "If they're all right with that."

"Of course, they know." She reassured, turned to them "This is what they've been guarding the Regalla for, to be used in this exact way at this precise moment in time. You feel that in your bones, don't you?"

The Regalla guards bowed their heads at her.

"Okay, then." Ambrose exhaled, before hugging Sabrina "Then we need to...." He turned to the table, hurrying towards the books "We need to smelt down those items into a weapon of sorts."

"What kind of weapon?" Sabrina questioned while he opened a book, he chuckled "Ironically enough...." He lay the book flat, they peered down at it "A morning star, a medieval spiked ball and chain that you'll use to gather the egg's magical energies into a vortex. We just need a sacred place to do this, like....like....um...." his hands went to his head to in front of himself, in a frustrated fashion "Oh, sweet Satan, like the stone circle at the Academy."

"Right, okay, so what's the problem?" She inquired.

"Well, the Academy is now where Blackwood now holds court," he revealed "driven mad and feral by his insane worship of those eldritch terrors he prays to." He stood up straighter "And even with your infernal guardsmen, Blackwood bares the mark of Cain, which means he is unkillable."

"Then we won't even try to kill him." She stepped forward "Get it all ready, Ambrose. I just have to grab something back at the house..." she smiled "..from the kitchen."

"How'd it go?" Ambrose inquired, walking on to the sence as Sabrina hurried down the saircase, outside the Academy.

"I got her. How about you? How did the smelting go?" She questioned.

"One morning star hot off the forge."

Sabrina looked around with a confused expression "Ambrose, why isn't this place overgrown?"

"Well, long ago," Ambrose sighed "the hedge witch Pesta, poisoned the earth so that nothing green could grow here."

Sabrina nodded solemnly "I'll go first."

He nodded, panting anxiously before she made her way up the stairs.

Distant chuckles rang out through the other rooms, as she stepped cautiously into the one where the stones stood "Blackwood? Show yourself, coward." She looked around the black, ill dressed room, dust hung in the air "Blackwood!"

"Shh! There's no need to shout. I'm right here" he entered, a small disturbing smile graced his lips "Miss Spellman, you must have come to offer yourself to the Void." He cocked his head to the side "Oh, yes, that must be it. The Void.....and the other eldritch terrors."

She reached into her bag "I've brought them an offering."

"Oh, you have?" He breathed, she pulled out a jar containing red powder "Oh, they like offerings. Oh, my. Yes, they do."

"Crap." Sabrina muttered, struggling to open the jar.

"Spare me your feeble witchery." Blackwood raised his palm and swayed it to the side, making Sabrina choke lightly as her arms were pushed away from each other and were pinned next to her side. Restraining her.

Out of nowhere, a hand picked up the jar before slamming it to the ground in front of Blackwood. The glass shattered and red powder blanketed the floor, forming a small hill but no demon.

"Brother Ambrose, is that best you can muster?" He inquired, magically restraining Ambrose as a mad cackle fell from his lips "I shall delight in dismembering you slowly. But first, behold."

"No!" Ambrose cried angrily as Sabrina's neck snapped.

Blackwood pulled his two out stretched fingers into the palm of his hand, causing Ambrose's neck to also snap before his body fell to the floor. As Blackwood began to laugh.

The two Spellmans rounded to room to stand beside each other as they looked down at Blackwood's figure.

"What a creepy, proud smile he has," Ambrose said, in a put out off manner "What do you reckon he's dreaming about?"

"Whatever it is, he better be enjoying it because he's going to be trapped there for all eternity."

"He won't be smiling for long." The demoness turned to them.

"A deal is a deal, Batibat." Sabrina said  "Freedom in return for leaving us Spellmans alone."

"Alright cousin, time to get to work." Ambrose stated as the demon dragged Blackwood's body away.

Sabrina stood in the centre of the stone circle, morning star and the time egg in hand as moaning and snarling rang off from the distance.

She nervously looked at her older cousin "What was that?"

"Plant zombies. We must begin. Once you start the incantation and the ritual begins, we cannot stop, for anything. Do you understand? No matter what."

"I'll get them back, Ambrose." Sabrina vowed "I promise. I'll make it right. I'll get them all back."

Ambrose nodded, before taking his position beside the rocks as she started to swing the morning star above her head.

"Dei tempus, sit nobis reddere, iter reicpere, ut heri." She chanted as he pushed his shoulder against one of the tall stones, he began to rotate the stone circle as he clutched his metal wond between his teeth "Dei tempus, sit nobis reddere." He chanted.

"Iter reicpere, ut heri....tempus, sit nobis reddere, iter reicpere, ut heri." Sabrina repeated relentlessly "Dei tempus, sit nobis reddere...."

"Keep going!" Ambrose instructed.

"Dei tempus, sit nobis reddere, iter reicpere, ut heri." Her voice echoed as the room began to grow red.

After Sabrina returned to the past, she hid from Blackwood before teleporting to the Spellman house, where Mambo, Ambrose, Prudence and Zelda resided in the embalming room. And then they went to Dorian's Grey Room, where they devised a plan to bring back Zelda.

Then, Sabrina went to her friends before the pagans arrived. And returned to the Grey Room with them, where her family, Prudence and Dorian waited for them.

Zelda shot up from the table making everyone jump "I have it! I have the answer. I know how the coven can regain it's power and defeat the pagans." She looked around with a confused expression after she finished "Where am I?"

"Oh, Aunt Zee." Sabrina breathed, rapping her arms around the red haired witch, who hugged her niece back "Your alive! Oh, thank.....whoever we're thanking these days." Zelda looked around baffled "Aunt Zelda, you're in Dorian's Grey Room. We're all save here, for now."

"Where's Hilda?" Zelda questioned Sabrina.

Sabrina looked at her with glassy eyes "She never resurrects from the Cain pit, Auntie."

"What?" Her brows furrowed.

"I mean, she hasn't resurrected from the Cain Pit yet." Sabrina corrected her words.

"I'm afraid Aunt Hilda is gone." Ambrose said, looking down.

"Impossible." Zelda inhaled "I left her not one moment ago in the Nether Realm. I saw the future and Hilda lives to be an old crone. If she hasn't resurrected on her own," she got off the table and stood up "then I'll use what I learned in the next life-" she faced the coven "-to drag her back into this one."

Sabrina looked at Ambrose "Then we're going to need all the help we can get."

"Ohh, are you suggestin-you are!" Ambrose grinned, excitedly "Do you they'll help?"

"Maybe," Sabrina turned to Dorian, who was stood on Ambrose's right "Dorian, do you know where Morgana keeps her grimoires?"

"They should be at the house, although she may have moved them to the Mikaelson Mansion." Dorian revealed "Things in Mystic Falls have been very....chaotic."

"Right," she nodded "Mind showing the way?"

Dorian smirked happily "Might as well, it'll be safer if I tag along." He stepped towards her "I'll warn you, Mystic Falls is crawling with miscreants known as 'Protect the doppelganger'." She nodded "Lanuae magicae."

Sabrina appeared in big abandoned living room. She glanced around before her eyes landed on a black book that had three viles sat next to it on a big glass table.

She looked at the bottles baffled, she didn't actually know what was going on in her sister's life, but she knew some people were threatening her and friends.

She searched though the book and after finding the spell she needed, she closed it. She stepped from the table, she moved her arms away from her body and prepared to say the spell. But she stopped when she heared voices.

"Elijah! Klaus!" She turned with brows furrowed, her gaze travelled to the entrance behind her.

"Come on Elijah!" Damon Salvatore bellowed as he, Alaric and Stefan entered the Mikaelson Mansion "You said Rebekah would release Elena. A deal is a deal."

It had been hours since fiasco at the Grill and Elena hadn't appeared, nor could anyone find her. The three looked around wearily, they knew something was off.

"Who are you?" A unknown feminine voice inquired, or well it sounded more like a demand.

The three man looked forward to see a white haired teenager, who was 1.57 feet stood before them, looking at them with narrowed eyes.

"Right back at ya," Damon said, looking her up and down "where's Elijah or any of his lunatic siblings?"

Sabrina clocked who they were instantly, her arms formed an X nearly as fast as lightening.

The three males sucked in a breath as they were restrained in their places, they glanced at each other. One thought ran though their minds; Who the hell were the originals acquainting themselves with?

"Oh. So it is you, who has been causing trouble for my sister." Sabrina groweled "Luckily for you, I'm more busy stopping the apocalypse to deal with you, you better be gone before they get back, and if not I'll drag you and your friends to Hell."

"Apocal-" Damon stuttered, confused as her arms swung out of the X causing all their necks to snap.

She sighed tempestuously as their bodies hit the floor "Tempus autem Dei est revertetur ad nos, et iter reicpere, a primis ad ultima, ut ad tuum Morgana Morningstar."

The Morningstar vanished leaving two dead vampires along with a temporary dead mortal laying on the floor of the Mikaelson entrance hall, where Prudence, Morgana and Dorian had entered so long ago.

Sabrina was met with the familiar sight of the Ninth Circle, she inhaled deeply before setting off towards the cave.

Not seconds after she entered, Sabrina was slammed again the wall by her throat. She choked as her eyes landed on Alvaro.

He released her, a sincere look appeared on his face "Tell m-us, you have a way to bring her back."

"I do actually," she looked at the three of them in inquiry, they moved out her way or well Alvaro did, since he was blocking her view of the rock statues.

Alvaro stood with his brothers, he watched with a cautious look in his eye as Sabrina stood before her sister's statue and raised her hand "Tua judica terram, aquam, ignem, ex deorum dearumque. Per Anubidis ora reditu tuo hoc inclusumque cauo meam."

The rock pealed away from the older Morningstar's body as the soothing sound of a heartbeat poured in a certain Mikaelson's ears causing his shoulders to subconsciously relax.

Light blue and green orbs flew open as sharp gasp fell from Morgana's lips before her body started to fall forward. But Klaus was quick to catch her, before she met the floor.

"Sabrina." She exhaled, she eyes fixated on her younger sibling "Sister." Sabrina hugged her sister tightly. Morgana ran her fingers through Sabrina's white hair, her eyes wondered to Alvaro's.

"It's about time," Kol grinned as two pulled apart "I know this isn't the best time to mention it but; your may favourite witch." He smirked at the white haired woman "This is the most fun I've had in years."

"Hm, indeed." Klaus agreed before turning to the youngest among them "What happened? One minute we're in the throne room next, we're here stuck to a wall."

"It's a long story," she looked at Morgana "Aunt Hilda hasn't  resurrected and Zelda plans to bring her back, and we need all the help we can get."

"What about Pagans, are they still running around?" Morgana inquired.

Sabrina nodded as Kol's brows furrowed "Pagans?"

"Like I said, it's a long story."

"Well love, if you mind?" Klaus smirked.

The two Morningstars looked at each other before Morgana spoke up "Shall we?" She offered her hand to Klaus, who took it before offering his right to Sabrina. Kol took Alvaro's hand and Sabrina's free hand, Alvaro took hold of Morgana's.

"Right, Kol," the said vampire looked at the eldest Morningstar questionly "as long as you have contact with a celestial being, you can access your