A/N:


Jack forces POV. Takes place at the end of revelations where sky brakes up with Jack, then continues into Van Alen legacy. But I twisted up the events in the story. This is suppose to be a song-fic for SkyxJack. Song: cure my tragedy by Cold. ALSO if you guys want to know what happens next, i would love for you guys to leave reviews. So review= update lol. Sorry if the chapter seems short ._.

~Kats


Chapter 1:

"Because Jack..I'm in love with Oliver," she said. "With that red blood?!" "Yes," she replied. Jack replayed the same conversation he had had with her in his mind over and over. After she walked out the door her last words were "goodbye Jack.." He remembered the feelings of anger despair and pain all mixed together in one. With all that pain he had felt that day, he had eventually transformed himself into Abbadon and went ballistic and destroyed their apartment where they cherished many moments together. Fuck, he was thinking about her..again.

It had been a couple of weeks since she broke up with him. But no matter how many times he had made love to Mimi, no matter how many times he acted like he was truly hers, she always seemed to pop up in his thoughts. He just couldn't stop thinking about her. Her long dark silky hair, and her beautiful blue eyes, and her skin, oh how it was so soft and so pure. And her goddess like face was much more kind looking than Mimi's bitchy like face. Damn it! He was thinking about her yet again!

Jack accidentally punched a hole through the wall of his bedroom. Crap now he'd have to explain what happened to the innocent wall. He'd better get that fixed quick. Jack was about to go get some duct tape when Mimi walked into his room. "hey jack I want you to come down to Barney's with me, to pick out my cocktail dress." She said standing in the entryway idly admiring her nails.

Jack had almost forgotten about their party tonight. It was suppose to be the party of the year, even better than the four hundred ball after party. Mimi let her hand fall and looked at Jack with an accusing look. "don't tell me you forgot now," "No I didn't forget, and fine I'll ready in a moment." "Ok fine," it was then that she noticed the hole in the wall. "Jack what the hell happened to your wall?" " Oh that, I uh, just saw a bug, instinct I guess," he said with a reassuring smile. "Whatever," Mimi said focusing back on her nails, "just hurry up and get dressed so we can go."

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When they entered the party, which is usually never easy to get into but since the blue bloods had rented the place for their party, Jack never really expected it to be a club. He had always hated going to clubs. Especially ones that had titles like kiss and fly. The club looked more like a roman palace mixed with your modern house party, than your typical dance club. Speakers were plastered on the ceiling with a disco ball in the middle. And the dark neon lights gave it a cool, relaxing atmosphere Definitely not your typical dance club.

At the bar Jack was carelessly gulping down vodkas, man sometimes he wished he could just get drunk and forget about anything. Forget about her. But he knew it was impossible. " Hey Abbadon long time no see," said a person who broke him out of his reverie. Jack turned to see who it was. The man who stood before him was a tall blonde whose hair looked real messy, but in a appealing way. The suit he wore was a simple black, matched with a black cloak. Jack had seen this type of outfit before, it was a venators outfit.

"You're a venator, aren't you?" "Well yes, yes I am. And might I add that, that wasn't the response I was hoping for." "Well,' said a hesitant Jack, 'who are you?" "I, dearest Abbadon, am Zadkiel, Angel of Prayer, but you can call me zed for short." Jack wasn't really in the mood for a conversation, especially with a venator. Instead of carrying on the conversation any longer, he decided to get up and leave. But Zed stopped him before he could go any further. Jack gave him a serious look that said get-the-hell-outta-my-way. "I have something urgent to ask of you." said Zed. To Jack, it looked as if Zed went from playful, to stone cold.

"Well, what is it?" "I need to talk to you in private." And before Jack could say anything else, he found himself in a place surrounded by pure white light. All traces of neon lights, pumping music, and party goers was gone. Where the hell am I? He thought, and just as he said this he found Zed standing before him. "you my friend, are in an advanced state of the glom.'" he sent. Jack was about to speak out loud when he found out he couldn't. Zed let out a laugh, "Don't you get anything about the word advanced?'" "Do you mind telling me what is going on?'"Jack sent in a agitated voice. "Michael has requested for me to ask that you join the Venator's team. We believe that ever since Leviathan was freed in Corcovado, he has set out to destroy a particular blue blood," he sent, getting all stone cold serious again.

" And from what Lawrence had foretold us, that one of Allegra's daughter's could be the destroyer of the Silver bloods." As the words poured out of his mouth, Jack had snapped back into reality. Since his break-up with her, Jack's head has been in the clouds. "And who is this person?" Jack sent. "Before Lawrence's death he believed it to be Schuyler Van Alen."