I looked around my senses alert. One last demon was approaching. I whirled. My seraph blade slashed the monster's leg and made a deep gash in its ugly purple skin. The demon was enraged. It came at me bloodthirsty and ready to kill. I stabbed it in the chest just as the poisonous ichor splashed my arm.

"You okay?" I called over to my parabatai Sarah

"I'm fine." She replied. I turned around and looked at her for the first time since the battle began.

"Ohhh!" I gasped. He red hair matted and her shadowhunting gear ripped.

"You are NOT okay!"

Then I woke up, drenched in cold sweat laying on my thick four-poster bed in the institute. I was still me: pin straight brown hair, dark chocolate eyes, and short. I was still Kristin. I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard a voice coming from the end of my bed.

"Ummm... You were mumbling about demons again" Adam said.

"Ummm... You're sitting on the edge of my bed again" I said in a mocking tone.

"I just missed you!" He replied sweetly. He always knew the right thing to say. His brownish-blonde hair was falling into his face and covering his hazel eyes.

"So I was thinking we could train together today?" He said.

"Ok, but I'm hungry!" I said, listening to my stomach more than the rest of me.

"Go away so I can change." I said starting to get up.

"Alright, see you at breakfast!" He called as he shut the door.

I quickly threw on some training clothes-a black tank top and some sweat pants- and headed out the door toward the kitchen. One of the best parts of being at the Chicago institute is the food. The head of the institute, Rose Starkweather, kept the kitchen well stocked. I ate breakfast and talked with Rose and Sarah before heading back upstairs to the training room to meet with Adam.

"Ready to train?" He asked sounding very curious.

"Of corse!" I said as he threw me a knife. We practiced throwing knives at various targets, and it actually turned out to be kind of fun! After a while we started to practice flips and jumps using some special cables hanging from the arched ceiling. Adam wouldn't take his eyes off me when I was practicing.

When we were all done and leaving the practice room, he stopped me in the hallway.

"What's up?" I said, knowing he probably had something to say.

"I just wanted to give you this," he said and gave me a kiss.

"I.. uhhhh... Thanks!" I said, recovering from the shock. I kissed his cheek and headed back toward my room to change.

A/N: I'm new, this is my first fan-fic so please give me some reviews. All characters are OCs, but I think I'll be adding in some canon characters too. Follow and favorite! There will be more updates soon.