You could be my unintended
Choice to live my life extended
You should be the one I'll always love
-Muse, Unintended
She reminds him of the girls he had fantasized about when he was human, all long legs, milky skin and shiny, dark hair.
He thinks that she looks like the angels in the classical artworks he had studied in History class. She's like one of the marble statues, perfection in every detail, brought to life.
It is really too bad that she's born a Shadowhunter. Her milky skin is marred with white scars, the memoirs of the dangerous life she led. Her face, such beauty is wasted in a life of hardship and fighting. Death is constantly behind her, waiting for the single slip to claim her life.
He admires her bravery though, the fire in her dark eyes as she fights Downworlders with her golden whip. She's fierce, loyal and loves passionately – all qualities he desires in a woman.
And he admits to himself, that he had become fascinated with the female Shadowhunter.
He watches her from the shadows as the small miscalculation with a Downworlder lands her a fatal blow. She does still kills her opponent before she collapses to the ground like a broken doll, her delicious-smelling blood pooling on the ground.
Her friends, the other Shadowhunters were nowhere to be found. He guesses that she had gone out to do this mission alone, which quite obviously, was a big mistake.
He crouches down beside her, his cold fingers tracing the lines of her perfect face as she stares at him perplexed, baffled at his presence and actions.
He gives her a smile as he makes a small cut to his wrist, bringing it to her lips he says, "Drink."
And she stares at him looking more puzzled and rather angry. "N-No…" she coughs out in reply, choking in her own blood.
"Drink," he says more firmly, debating with himself whether to just open her mouth and force her to drink his blood.
"Why?" She almost whimpers the question and he resists the urge to roll his eyes at her.
"There's not much time for questions, you'll die of blood loss soon. So, I repeat, drink." She looks at him doubtfully for a few seconds before finally, thankfully, parts her lips and drinks.
He inwardly sighs with relief.
I've become fascinated with these two and I don't know why...