Copper Courage

Don't think! Thinking takes time and energy and girl, those are luxuries you don't have right now. I have to run faster! I have to get up speed if I'm going to make this jump. If only I had the wings of an angel, rather than just the blood of one. If only I could fly. There is easily ten meters between these buildings and it is a twenty one story drop if I don't make it. What? Humans can't jump ten meters you say? Well then it's a damn good thing I'm no mundie isn't it? I am a Shadowhunter which is a huge step up from the ordinary, mundane, humans, whom we Shadowhunters are sworn to protect.

I hit the edge of the roof and launch myself off. I visualize coming down smoothly to land on the adjacent building's roof. And just for good measure, I indulge myself for a moment and pretend I do have wings. I picture myself soaring safely and effortlessly across, no sweat. Even with all of my exceptional training and constant experience in the field, I still narrowly avoid missing the jump and the landing isn't nearly so easy. I try to tuck and roll when I land, but I hit something sharp, like a long nail, as I roll and it cuts open my shoulder, through my leather jacket. It's an incredibly deep cut too. No time for an iratze though. I'm still on a mission here.

"Sera, take my hand!" Yells my brother, from up above me. Above me? But I'm on the roof! There is no above me. Oh, looks like he stole a vampire bike (Unlike me, they actually do fly). Relieved at the prospect of hitching a ride, I grab for Jonathan's hand with the arm that isn't throbbing in pain and pull myself up. He guns it and we take off, just as the three werewolves finally catch up to me. I can feel their teeth and claws attempting to latch onto my leg as I pull it up just it time and am grateful for my thick boots as we speed off on Jonathan's stolen bike.

"Would you fucking sit still Seraphina? I have to get this iratze finished or you're going to bleed out all over the floor!" Jonathan hisses at me.

"Well I'm sorry but we need to get back out there, Jon and this is taking too fucking long! If those three wolves get back to their pack, before I get a chance to wipe their minds with my Downworlder Forgetting Rune, then this whole mission is going to shit and you and I are going to be in for it big time!" I sigh, completely pissed off that we had to stop and heal me.

"Relax Sera, I'm finished." Now come on, I know a shortcut that will bring us out closer to their lair with good enough cover so we can lie in wait for them. I will need you to silence them and freeze them in place before you memory wipe them though, because we'll be close enough to their pack that they might try to run for it and we'll also be within earshot, okay?"

"Yep, I'm on it Jon. How long do we have before we need to meet Jace?" I ask.

"Seventy five minutes. So if this next part goes well for us, we might be able to grab a burger while we wait for him." Jonathan states.

"I can think of a few better ways we can spend that time Jonny." I say, waggling my eyebrows at him.

"Shut up, don't be a slut." He shakes his head at me.

"You know you were thinking it too, Brother." I laugh.

"You mean about what your coppery curls would look like while you choke on it? Nah, why would I ever think about something like that?" He narrows his eyes at me as we climb back onto the bike. I shift so that I'm sitting suggestively close to him and drape my arms low around his muscular abdomen.

"You little vixen, you better watch yourself!" He growls as we head off to ambush the werewolves. "Before I take you up on it."

"Oh don't make promises that I know you won't keep. I've been begging you to take me up on it for the last three years and you haven't yet!" I spit out at him, practically yelling to be heard over the roar of the engine. "You know Jon, I hate to say it but you can be even more of a prude than Jace is." I jibe at him.

"No way! I just know not to take your bullshit seriously." He scoffs.

"My bullshit, hey? Oh yeah, well fuckin take this seriously!" I say, pointedly, as I slide my hand down even lower and start rubbing up and down the front of his jeans.

"Will you cut that out? I am trying to fly this thing without flying us into a building, unless you'd like to plummet to our doom today, which I for one wouldn't." He exclaims.

"And die a virgin? No thank you!" I yell.

"Do you ever think about anything else, Sera?" He sighs.

"Not generally, no." I laugh. It's so much fun getting a rise out of him!