Billy’s eyes sparked with blue electricity. He didn't flinch. He grabbed his twin-headed staff, the brass glowing white-hot. He began the incantation—the rhythmic, repetitive chanting that was his trademark. "IwanttofindhimIwanttofindhimIwanttofindhim..."
Billy Kaplan—known to the world as —sat cross-legged on the floor of the Avengers Mansion library, the air around him humming with a low, static charge. Before him lay a tome that seemed to breathe. It wasn’t a standard leather-bound book; its cover was forged from a dark, iridescent material that shifted like oil on water. This was his Book of Shadows . WICCAN'S Wicked Spell Book of Shadows!
He realized then that the book wasn't just a tool for spells. It was a diary of his destiny, and it had just told him that his brother wasn't just lost—he was being hunted. Billy’s eyes sparked with blue electricity
But the book slammed shut with a sound like a thunderclap. The rift vanished. Billy fell back, gasping, as the indigo glow faded into the floorboards. On the cover of the Book of Shadows, a new symbol had burned itself into the leather: a silver lightning bolt entwined with a blue vine. It wasn’t a standard leather-bound book; its cover