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-S

Chapter Song: Lights Out by Breaking Benjamin

Now you want to take me down
As if I even care
I am the monster in your head
And I thought you'd learn by now
It seems you haven't yet
I am the venom in your skin

And now your life is broken

After the lights go out on you
After your worthless life is through
I will remember how you scream
I can't afford to care, I can't afford to care.

The sky was dark and black, thunder clouds rolling in. I could see lightning streak across the sky in brilliant flashes of color. Then suddenly, I see a girl dressed in all black with fiery red hair heading towards the market square. This is the girl Master told me I had to put the 'fear of God' in, or better yet 'fear of the Greater Demon of Fire.'

As I slowly approached the girl, I couldn't help but notice that she was beautiful, elegant and graceful. She was walking with a heavy step, but I couldn't tell if she had any weapons on her. Maybe she wasn't a Shadowhunter, there were no runes anywhere in sight. Maybe this isn't the right girl? I thought, if this is the wrong girl Master will have my head on a silver platter and eat it for an appetizer. I need to take a closer look. Speeding up my pace so that I was walking directly behind her, she can't see me. I'm invisible to everyone.

Once I approached her from the back, catching a whiff of her sent; strawberries, lemons and sunshine. This is the right girl, I knew it in my gut. Her scent is the exact same one as the one Master gave me. This is going to be quick and easy, all I had to do was scare her. She is after all an untrained Shadowhunter and has the reflexes of a mundane. I let a silent chuckle escape my mouth. SHIT!

The red head whirled around, pulling out a seraph blade at the same time. SHIT! She heard me. Nice going, idiot, you just ruined everything, my inner voice scolded. I quickly regained my composure, remembering that she couldn't see me. I smiled.

Before I was about to stab her, she spoke, to my complete and utter surprise she was calm and unafraid. "Who's there?" pause, I didn't move a muscle, for the fear that she might notice something. She spoke again while twirling her seraph blade expertly in her hand, "I know you're there. I can smell you, tar, seaweed and smoke." Another pause, this time it lasted nearly a minute, then she spoke again, irritation seeping into her voice, "I can also hear you. Your breathing is becoming more uneven by the second and I can also sense your fear. Now show yourself, Shadowhunter, before I make you." Her voice was quiet and filled with poison.

I couldn't get the thought out of my head that she knew I was a Shadowhunter. How had she known? Master said that she was some stupid mundane. But this girl standing in front of me was no stupid mundane, she was glowing with a power I have never seen before and she could sense my fear. I wasn't afraid of her…or was I?. Gathering my bearings I spoke, "Little girl," she glared directly through me, I flinched slightly, her green eyes were ice cold and filled with anger and irritation, "How do you know that I am a Shadowhunter?" the question was obvious enough, I thought.

She scoffed, then spoke, the ice never leaving her eyes, "You are a complete and utter moron, I can smell the freshly applied runes on you. Now if you are going to attack me, get on with it. I have been waiting."

I was standing there in front of her with my jaw dropped to the floor. She knew that I was going to attack her. How? This whole thing keeps getting more and more complicated. First I'm told that she's some stupid mundane, then I come face-to-face with her and I'm proven wrong. Master didn't even tell me her name. She looks like an exact replica of the Angel Saige.

Gathering my composure, I lunged at her, trying to stab her on the right side. She moved out of the way so fast, I didn't even see her get out of the way. Looking at her face, she was cold and determined, "Listen you coward. Is that all you've got? Because I'm kind of in a hurry. I have to meet someone more fierce than you, and I can't even see you," she said, voice cold and hard.

Now that pissed me off, so lunged at her again, and again she moved at the speed of light, catching me in the arm with her seraph blade. The cut was deep and hurt like hell. I growled, "You're going to pay for that you little brat." She laughed, in my face.

God, this was embarrassing. I'm getting beaten by a girl who can't even see me. Master will have my head. Frustration started to take over, and I found it hard to control my actions, I kept running at her and didn't touch her once, I didn't even knick her with my blade. She got me on my other arm; another deep cut. This one hurt even worse and I left my stele at the house. I've had enough for now, I'll try again later, when she's least suspecting. "Alright Princess, I'll leave you alone for now, but we will meet again and you will regret ever drawing blood from me," I said in the best infuriating voice I could muster.

She smirked, then laughed menacingly, "I'll be waiting Shadowhunter. Tell your Master that he doesn't scare me and I'll be waiting for him too."

Her last words to my back chilled me to the core. How does she know? This little Angel is just full of surprises…Damn, my arms hurt. The cuts really are deep, right to the bone. Master will not be pleased when I return empty handed.

I took my time walking back to the Thrushcross Manor, facing Master right now would not be pretty. He wanted me to scare the girl senseless, and my plan backfired right in my face. Sonovabitch! Now I'm screwed. As I approached the door; a cold sense of dread came over me. Better get it over with I thought.

Opening the door was difficult for me, my arms still hurt. I entered through the main entrance as quiet as possible. The mansion was eerie and silent, the floor creaked with my every step, I cursed to myself; now Master is going to know I'm back. Great. With every step I took, my breathing became heavy and ragged.

As I reached the door to my room, I turned on the light and looked at myself through my floor length mirror on the wall; my face was pale and sweaty, my blonde hair sticky and matted and my gray eyes wild and haunted. Then I saw the deep cuts on my arms, I have to admit; that feisty redhead got me good. Picking up my stele from my dresser I drew an iratze on the inside of both wrists. I turned to face the mirror again, this time there was a dark shadow in the background shaped like a human. I froze, waiting for the inevitable, then 'it' spoke in a low growl, shuddering I turned away from the mirror, "Well, well, Tristan, it looks like you have failed."

I could sense the disappointment in his voice. "You were just beaten by a blind Shadowhunter. How pathetic, she couldn't even see you and managed to cut you twice. Tsk tsk tsk Tristan, if you fail me one more time; I will give you a fate worse than death. Do you understand?" He said, his voice still a low growl. The shadow materialized to reveal a boy, no older than myself, give or take a year. His eyes were what frightened me the most, then it was that crazy sadistic smile. Why I am helping this abomination? I sincerely have no idea.

"Yes, I understand Master," I said quietly, "I swear that I won't disappoint you again." He smiled that crazy, sadistic smile that I hate so much, his perfect white teeth showing and his eyes wild and excited.

"Good, that's what I want to hear Tristan," he smiled viciously. "I must have everything set up by midnight. The sky is going to bleed. Now, go fetch me the Greater Demon Venom." I just stood there, shocked, what the hell is he planning? Greater Demon Venom? Oh NO! I was brought back to reality by a right hook to the face and Master yelling at me, "Hurry up you idiot! Fetch me that venom, you have one hour."

I ran out of the room, leaving the sound of menacing laughter behind me. I didn't want to know what he was planning with Greater Demon venom, but I knew that whatever evil plan he had, someone was going to get hurt or killed.

I chose the song Lights Out by Breaking Benjamin because the mystery character here *Tristan* is being forced to do his Masters' bidding against his will or is he doing everything willingly? Hmmm...there's only one way to find out...Keep reading;p Please:)

-S

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