Happiness comes in different ways. For me, it was in the little things. Like the smile of a stranger, or the blush of a child when you call them pretty. Death can also be a beautiful thing. People seem to think death causes pain and sadness, but they also forget that death also relevies pain and also in turn, brings happiness to the dead. I have learned that. Since I, am, enevitably, dying.

People tend to be scared of the word cancer, but to me its just another word. It dosen't hold any pain or sadness for me. The world changes around you once you hear it. You live every day like its your last. But for me, I just live mine like how I used to. Carefree and slaying demons from time to time.

Yeah, thats right. I'm what you'd call a demon hunter. But in my world, we are called ShadowHunters. Children of humans and angels. We protect the mundane world, the world you live in. We protect people who are incapable of protecting themselves.

And apparently me.

"Alec. Are you sure-"

"Jace we have been through this a million times. .Fine," I said, tiredness, and fustration lacing my words.

"Are you sure because last time-"

"That was last time. This is now. Stop worrying," I said, sliding my Seraph Blade into place, right at my calf.

Jace let out an airy breath.

"Okay. I believe you. But as soon as you become tired, tell me straight away okay?" Jace asked, his golden eyes full of worry.

I love him. I love him. I love him. He may cause me grief asking me if I'm okay but god I love him. He... Just doesn't know it. No one knows my sexualty, apart form my sister Isabelle, who also had cancer and died three years ago. She kept my secret to the grave and I am grateful. I won't ever tell anyone my secret. ever.

"Alec are you listining?"

"Huh?"

'"God, Alec. If you're like this-"

Suddenly a loud clank could be heared. Jace put his hand on my shoulder and stared at me, telling me to stay until he needed me. I ndoded and watched in slowly walk to the clanking. I could hardly breath, the tension thick. "J-Jace," I whispered.

He turned to look at me.

"We have company."

Jace turned around fully and then came face to face with a demon.

I yelled and got up, grabbing my Seraph Blade and pulling it out. I swung cutting the demon in half and it vanishing into thin air. I fell to the floor, hardly able to breath.

"Alec!" Jace yelled, running to me and falling to his knees. He heled me up, worry written on his face.

"I'm okay. I just need-"

"Bullshit Alec! You're not okay. We need to get you home."

"But the demons-"

"I will call someone else to kill them. Now come."

I groaned as I opened my eyes. Sunlight seeped through the window and almost blinded me. I closed my eyes again and sighed.

"Good. You're awake."

My eyes opened and I wipped my head around to see Jace sitting on a chair.

"W-What happened."

"You had difficulty breathing, collapsed, fell unconsious and we had to get the High Warlock of Brooklyn-"

"High Warlock of Brooklyn fixed me?" I asked, shocked.

"Yeah. Apparently has a thing for black haired blue eyes beuties. I obviously don't see what he sees, as I am far more better looking-"

"I beg to differ"

We both looked at the voice, and of course it was none other then Magnus Bane, the High Warlock of Brooklyn.