Will and I decided to split up and go on different sides of the hotel. Charlette told us to be careful and that Susanne was very dangerous, but I was sure we could take her. Will and I are the prodigies of or generation.

But I was wrong.

I was in a room on the tenth floor. It seemed that a young family was staying in here. There were toys and stuffed animals thrown about the room. I walked around looking for any possible clues that Susanne had been here. I picked up a small bear and then it hit me. Will. He had been badly injured. He was dying. I had to find him.

There was a loud crash. I stopped and looked around for the source. The door had been shattered but there was no sign of how. I stood on guard and waited. Then it came again. A large grey tentacle with little yellow needles on the bottom side. It crashed through the door and ripped it off the hinges. Then it came at me. It was too fast for me to dodge it. I gripped the bear, bracing myself for the pain. But it never came. The tentacle hit a sort of force field around me.

That shouldn't have been possible. How? I looked at the bear in my hands wondering if it held some sort of hidden power, but I didn't have time to ponder it.

Susanne walked in. Her tall, slender body made the doorway seem enormous. There were countless tentacle coming out from behind her, but they didn't seem to be a part of her. They disappeared behind her.

She walked through the door and started attacking me repeatedly with her tentacles, but every attack hit the force field. She didn't seem to notice. Susanne was filled with an eerie giddiness. "There you are. I knew you'd be here if your precious little boy toy was." An evil smile spread across her blooded face. I assumed it was Will's blood because there was not a single scratch on her angelic face.

"Will is not my boy toy." I grabbed my seraph blade from my belt and whispered its name. It immediately glowed like fire, but it was cool against my sure fingers.

She attacked me again, and again her attacks didn't hit. I gripped the bear tight in my hands, knowing that it was probably how I was still alive. This time she noticed that I was still unscathed by her attacks and her face dropped in horror. "How are you doing that?" she screamed. Her voice was high and shrill.

I said nothing. Instead, I closed my eyes and let the anger flow through my veins. My mother. My father. Jace. Myself. The whole damn world. It all fueled my fighting. All of it made me stronger.

When I open my eyes, I let a small grin spread across my face. I was eager for the real fight to begin. I darted at her as quick as lighting and with one fluid motion, I slipped it through her chest and into her heart. The blood started to flow out at a steady pace. Dark. Sticky. Warm.

Susanne screamed again in agony. I smiled in satisfaction as her blood flowed down my arm. She grabbed my shirt and pulled me close, using all of her strength to do so. Blood welled up in her mouth and seeped from the corners. "You may have won the battle, but not the war. Things are already in motion." Then she spat blood in my face and became limp. I grinned.

Will.

I had to find him. He was close to death. I could feel him fading. This place was huge though. There was no way I could find him in time. Even if I did, he would be dead.

I bent over to remove my blade from Susanne's chest. It came out easily, but when it did, I felt as if I had been hit with a brick. There were quick rapid flashes of color and people. None of it made sense. I stumbled backwards and caught myself on the wall.

I closed my eyes to think and to catch my breath. Where could Will be?

There was a muffled noise. It sounded like a dead language, but it was strangely familiar. Its meaning teased at the edges of my mind. I couldn't quite grasp it. It was like an image just below the surface of water. Unfocused.

I opened my eyes and there was Will. I had only closed my eyes for perhaps a second and now I was in the complete opposite side of the hotel. His shirt had been shredded, along with the flesh underneath it. There was almost no skin left. Just the red blood and the yellow needles scattered in him.

He was white as paper and his smooth jet black hair clung to his forehead with sweat and blood. It was a beautiful contrast. But there was a massive pool of blood surrounding him. If he didn't get back the Institute now, he would surely die of blood loss. There was no way I could drag him there though.

I bent down next to him and looked at the blood stained bear in my hands. A thought teased at me. Maybe. Maybe I could do it again. Maybe I could save him.

I pushed his matted hair out of his face. He turned his head towards me and groaned. "Scar? Is that you?" He was barely clinging to life.

"Yeah. I'm getting you back to the Institute. You'll be okay," I whispered. I was afraid that if I spoke to loud, he would shy away. I prayed I was right.

"It's too late. Listen, Scar. I have to tell you something." He couldn't even manage to open his eyes. He had to force every word out. I could barely handle it. No one else would die because of me. Especially not Will.

"Shut up you bastard. You'll make it through this." I felt a single tear go down my cheek.

I gripped the bear and put my hands on Will's shoulders. He groaned again. I closed my eyes and concentrated. I put all my energy into my thoughts, and let that energy flow freely between Will and me. I thought of the Institute and Charlette.

The same muffled noise erupted from my lips. The same dead language. The same sense of familiarity. I struggled to understand it, but still nothing. It just teased at me. I desperately tried to grasp the idea but it was always just out of reach.

When I opened my eyes again, Will and I were back at the Institute. It had worked. Blood still seeped from Will's chest. I was kneeling over him, barely able to stay conscience.

I looked up to see Charlette sitting behind her enormous desk. When she saw us, she was horrified. I could only imagine what we looked like. She stood up, the large desk making her look particularly small, and ran for us. I could feel the motherly love from a million miles away.

"Scarlett! What happened?" she shrieked. I felt bad for making her feel this worried, but there was nothing I could do about it. I need her help. I needed it now.

"Will. You have to help him. Save him," I whispered. I used the rest of my energy to say it. There was so much blood. I was covered in his and Susanne's blood. Surely we would both die. All I could do was hope.

I saw Charlette nod.

Then everything went black.