Story of a Shadow chapter 3

Authors note: sorry I kept forgetting to upload. I'll try to be more consistent with my uploads x

We never did make good friends with Izzy. After the whole throwing her brother across the hall, she never did like Charlotte. But I tried to make the Ravenkey family respectable.

But then it happened.

I was flying across the city, and I saw a Ravener demon on Main Street. I swooped down to take it out but charlotte was already there. I helped her take it out, but it stabbed her with its teeth. I screamed, and rushed to her. Suddenly, she disappeared in a puff of smoke.

"So it's true. A shadow hunter, bearing marks, with a demonic mark." A soft, gentle voice rose from an alley way. I grabbed my knives, and ran to the alleyway. I was almost surprised by what I saw. But then again, not much surprises me anymore.

A man stood there, in a bronze robe and a black pair of trousers. He had a disgusted look on his a face as he said, "Your filth. But I need you." He nodded to a huge black shadow, lined with magma like veins. I recognized him as Agramon, the Greater Demon of Fear. In an instance I knew what to do.

"I am Shadow Ravenkey. I am the strongest shadow hunter I know. And I am fearless!"

I flew at the man, floored him and turned to the demon. I drew my seraph blade, and lunged for the demon. It dodged, but still didn't transform. It couldn't. I had no more fears. No one had ever died, while I'd be alive, and those few seconds where I thought that Charlotte was dead weren't that terrible. Death is inevitable, and I don't fear it.

This is what I was thinking when I was fighting him. He only had his physical strength, and even then it wasn't very good. When he eventually collapsed, I flew off, covered in poisonous demon blood. I flew dizzily, and I collapsed 50 feet up, luckily next to the institute. As I fell I heard a scream, and I instantly knew it wasn't for me. It was a female scream, and Izzy doesn't scream. My only thought was that a mundane could see me. The poison overwhelmed me, and I was falling into a deep blackness.

My next conscious thought was a string of obscene swears too terrible for this journal. Sorry. I was in and out of consciousness for the next few weeks, until I could steadily open my eyes and think. There was always someone there. A few times it was Jace, a blond teenager who was friends with Izzy and Alec, but we never really spoke. Clary, a red head in a coma, was next to me, and when I woke he would usually say something arrogant like "My astonishingly good looks put girls in comas." Or "They're running out of beds." Depending on my mood, I'd either laugh or put up my middle finger.

In a few weeks I could walk, but it wasn't enough to run for me. I longed to fly, but my wings weren't strong enough. The first time I tried, Alec was patching me up for hours.

"We need to keep you off of the tops of buildings. People are starting to think you're suicidal." He smiled, but I remained silent. If I couldn't fly, I was useless. I had to watch the birds, never up there with them. Literally.

"Hey. That was funny." He frowned. Then he pulled something from his pocket.

"Um, hey, I was wondering if you wanted to come to with me to see The Killers. I asked charlotte to, but she wasn't brave enough. You chicken?"

I cheered up instantly. Alec was the best person I know, even though he went out with Magnus for a very short time. However, after they broke up, he found that being bi-sexual was maybe a bit more open.

I loved him so much. But love confused me, because I never had any time for it. I was fighting, eating, training, or sleeping. Or flying of course. Feelings never really fitted in.

But maybe, just this once, could I maybe have a life?