My Blanket Note!

Disclaimer: I am NOT Stephanie Meyer. Do you hear me, peasants? And I sure as hell don't want to be either!

Also… There are serious swearing in all of these chapters, along with questionable comments referring to sexual preferences and religion not suitable for viewers under the age of blah… blah… blah…

1. It's Back

"Okay," I breathed. "It's just you and me now. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide."

I was exhausted. I'd been running after him for around thirty minutes now. Thank God it was mildly cold and damp outside, otherwise I would've given up ages ago.

But the downside is was that I was wearing a pair of black skinny jeans which made it hard to run, my favorite Captain America T-shirt, a red scarf (as accessory, duh), and more importantly my favorite pair of blue and gray Supra's which were getting muddy from this chase.

"Now, you have two choices." I warned him. "Come quietly, or I'll change shoes and make a skin out of you."

My dog, Jordan, only panted happily in reply.

What an ass.

I narrowed my eyes. Somehow, the little prick managed to get free of his leash as I took him out, and tore to the back of our house which was filled with poison ivy, weeds, and scary bugs… just in case you were wondering.

"Jordan." I snapped. "Get inside the house. Now!"

And he ran in faster than a bolt of lightning.

But I don't think it was my serious tone that made him high tail it back through the open door that led into the basement.

No, I'm gonna have to guess it was that suspicious rustling in the forest only a little ways away.

And of course, being the type of person many people know I am, I walked back inside the house to grab something sharp, and investigate.

And those five or six of you who don't know me, well… then you must live under a rock, or don't like me. Either or, I could care less.

My name is Madi, and I'm well… normal.

Yeah, I bet you were expecting something completely different, right?

Well, you'd be partially right.

I walked back in through the door, reaching around to grab my seraph blade, and put it on the belt loop of my skinny jeans.

A seraph blade? You mean like the type they used in Cassandra Clare's Mortal Instrument Series?

Yup, the very same.

For those of you who don't know of my earlier crusade, I was sucked into that world for some reason, where I fought demons, talked to angels, and pretty much changed the entire course of the story. Seriously, if you're bored, check it out.

So, for someone who could kill demons with the best of the Shadowhunters and Sebastain Verlac a.k.a. Jonathan Christopher Morgernstern, one could only assume that I am not afraid to see what out there is going bump in the night.

You'd be one hundred percent correct if you said yes to the question. More like damn straight.

For those of you who didn't… see above.

I closed the door to the basement, and made my way boldly towards the forest where the rustling still continued.

Now, this thing could be anything. A bear, a weasel, a rabid dog… Or worse, a jail-escaping gang member.

But, this was simply overlooked as I continued to press further into the forest. I jumped over the small creek that was rising with all of the rain lately.

I had missed the rain. It reminded me of my old house in Washington State, and just the smell of water that used to be here was enough to make me relive those happy days and survive the humidity of Georgia.

The rustling continued to grow louder, and I couldn't help but quicken my pace with my hand on the hilt of the seraph blade. Partly, I wondered if my parents were going to come home and be uber pissed that I wasn't in the house when the whole fam was gone, but I wasn't in the mood to care.

Because I was right on top of the creature. They were only a few feet away.

And it was coming closer…

And closer…

My heart was thumping wildly in my ears, and I smiled when I felt its presence right beside me.

"Gotcha!" I grinned as I jumped in front of the animal.

Only to have a rabbit bound past me, filled with fright. I sighed. "Well that blows." I muttered, and turned around.

This time I wasn't so disappointed.

This time, dear readers, I faced a pair of giant yellow eyes, framed by sandy colored fur, and teeth.

Whoa… That is one big rabbit.

Radioactivity was my only option here.

"Jeremiel." I breathed as I pulled out the seraph blade with lightning speed, its glowing white tip pointed right at the animal's nose.

My breathing accelerated in pure excitement, nothing more, at the challenge this giant wolf was posing.

"Okay, you've got about two milliseconds to take a hint and tell me who the hell you are, or face the wrath of Madi, Shadowhunter."

Okay, no, I wasn't really a Shadowhunter, but I bore the permanent runes that made me move like one.

The animal decided to choose option number three.

Run like hell.

"No way!" I yelled after him, stuffing the blade back in its scabbard, and I bolted after him in full force as I held the seraph close to my leg so it didn't hit trees as I ran.

Having the rune of speed, I could run and kind of keep up a few yards behind its tail.

"Stop!" I yelled after it, knowing it was rather useless.

And then I saw it.

Great.

Before me, was a swirling blue portal. The wolf jumped in, leaving me rather disgruntled. I swear, it was like that one movie with the whole 'they're back' kind of thing.

Except it's back.

Shit.

And, I was now slowly being sucked into it.

Why, no Portal, I wasn't busy at all. Go with you? Sure, okay. It wasn't like I would be able to resist its field anyhow.

I was swallowed up by a bright blue light.