Hey Everyone!! =] How are you?? Well let's have Chapter Four!! Be prepared for Shock!

Sorry I haven't updated sooner. But don't worry the story will keep going.

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Aziel's PoV

My sword was moving with deadly precision against the Shadowhunter, I don't know why did I attack but I just did. He made hateful old memories resurge the surface of my mind.

His hair was pale blond almost white and his eyes were a forest green. He was even more breathtaking than Maddox.

What! I didn't just compare this lousy Shadowhunter with a major soldier of the Angel's army? But why did the idea keep rooting in my mind? His shallow pants were showing his exhaustion, that and the huge black bruises under his eyes. His eyes were focusing on me with confusion and hurt. My deadly swings slowed but I never stop swinging in his direction.

My attention gaze went to his lips. They were slightly pinkish but cracked from the exhaustion and dehydrating state. How would it feel… NO WAY!! I shook my head getting the idea off it. I was angrier than ever, how could this boy merely a quarter my age cause such an effect on me.

On the time I was scolding myself for thinking those images, he managed to cut my arm and I felt moisture start dripping down it. His eyes got big when he saw the color of it, black, and they almost pop out of their sockets when he saw the tissue weaving back together. Our gazes crashed black storm against green confusion. I did half an arc and aim for his neck he stopped it barely a whisper before it enter.

"Why the hell did you stop the demons from killing me if you were going to do it yourself?" His voice now radiated pure anger. Again he surged forward but I stop him easily.

Why did I save him? Why I am now attacking? Damn this! My emotions were going on a frenzy, half of me wanted to go comfort him, kiss him and what other stuff but the other half of me wanted to destroy him for bringing memories and stirring my emotions. While our swords trust into each other, my mind was fighting a battle of its own. Deciding whether or not to give the deathblow…

My sword hit him slightly on his left shoulder, he gasped, his face turning to a mixture of pain and defeat. That was all it took to win my mental battle.

"Aziel rest, you did well today…" The sword sensing my farewell glowed and turned to a small satchel. His eyes were big like before, his sword pointing at my neck didn't quiver.

"You are the one with the weapon now, if you want to take my head do it, you'll do me a great favor."

Ignoring my statement he asked. "What are you?"

I closed my eyes savoring the soft but hard voice of the Shadowhunter in front of me. When I opened them, he took a step closer and placed the tip of the sword in my neck. He pushed it a bit and I felt a trickle of blood slide down my neck.

Avoiding his question I answered. "Why are you hear Shadowhunter, alone that is?" As I talked the sword cut deeper.

"What are you…" He meant to ask but it came out as a statement.

"Shadowhunter lowered your blade." He didn't believe me; he thought I meant to attack on the first opportunity I could find. Damn it! I sighed; the only way to do this is to swear by the Angel… It had been years seen I had use those words but it was the only way I could get myself from being beheaded.

"Look I won't hurt you I swear by the Angel I won't to…" He pressed the sword harder making the words die in my throat. About half an inch more and he'll bust my vein. I could feel the tissues and muscles trying to weave together but they couldn't 'cause the sword was preventing it. And it hurt all the more.

"Don't you dare use the Angel's name like that! A monster like you shouldn't even think about him. Don't you dare to pronounce his name again through those lips."

Monster, he had actually call me that. Tears burn my eyes and something in my stomach coiled… She tamed the feeling andceased the tears, put her deadliest glare and spoke.

"Well this Monster save your ass from being killed and as far as I know I could have killed you moments ago but I didn't. That is the only explanation you will receive. Concerning the Angel I know far more than you puny Shadowhunter, so don't you EVER tell me to shut about him. One more thing, take the blade from my throat." He hesitated but lower his blade, name her and put it on his belt.

We remained silent scrutinizing each other. He had a creamy skin that made his eyes pop out more, a scar run the left of his neck and he had bruises all over. He closed his eyes for a moment and stumbled. Immediately I reached out and held him straight. He scoffed and back away. More of this hurt feeling came into surface but I rapidly crushed it down. He had no control over me…

"Damn this, I feel dizzy. What have you done to me? I am seeing all blurry…" And that's when I noticed the huge bite marks and scratches in his right torso. Shit

He fell and I went immediately to his side. He wouldn't live much longer if I didn't help him. I cut out the remaining tatters of his shirt and examined the wound. It was worse than I imagined, he had a few scratches here and there done by demons but the bite marks were defiantly a greater demon work.

The poison was already going to his heart. I have to take the poison out and the only wait to do it was biting him. Freaking great, if I bit him we will create a bond and sense each other feelings. I had to decide now he didn't have much time.

A part of me wanted to know more about him even though he thought me a monster but the other part of me knew the risky it was having a bond like this especially when I was feeling extraordinary drawn to him. My head fell into my waiting hands. Why did all of the days I had to pick today to adventure out of my cabin…

The Shadowhunter started to flinch and hissed in pain… I was going to take the risk. I couldn't bear to lose him, I blinked. I had to get a grip on myself.

"Hunter, do you want to live?" he didn't give sign of hearing me, not even a movement.

"Hunter, do you want to live?" I said again but this time my voice cracked.

"No… not like you… n"

"You will not turn to what I am; only the Angel can turn you in what I am. You will be the same as before…" I haul my words, if I tell him that he will have a bond with me he will neglect. "Do you want to live or pass that excruciating pain?" he nodded and I released a breath I didn't know I was holding. "When everything goes black and you feel a sting try not to jerk and move."

Giving him no time to back on his decision I lowered my head, retracted my fangs and bit deeply. He jerked once but then lay still. His blood was sweet actually the sweetest I have ever tasted. I kept drinking until my taste buds tasted something foul and bitter. I gave a forceful gulp and pull out of him. I spat all the demons blood on the floor cleaning my mouth against the back of my hand.

I arched back and lay still kneeling watching that everything was fine. He was a little pale, he was breathing fast and he was bleeding a bit where I had beaten him. There was no trace of more infected blood on him. With a sighed I got up and gather my strength to carry him… to my home…

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Guys I'm SUPER sorry I haven't updated fast enough. I know I promised Jace's story in this chapter but I didn't have time to type it in but I promised that the next chapter will belonged to Jace.

Stay put and hold on tight for a thrilling ride. Expect many amazing things on the next chapters.

Reviews are very welcome. Aziel wouldn't want to hurt you… ;)