Will shut his eyes tightly, trying to silence the blaring voices in his head. He didn't want to see this… He didn't want to be haunted by the memory of watching Tessa, watching her be compromised. He could hear her muffled screams, her tears as they slid down her cheeks. He could feel the deep rumble through the floors. Anger swelled up within him, but he could do nothing… His heart sank, but he would not let his eyes open. Against the cloth, he could hear her scream each syllable of his name… will…i…am… help… me…. She seemed to say.

"WILLIAM!" She cried as they snatched her from beside him, helplessly he called out to her.

"Ces…. CES!" He jolted upright and ran after her, inches… centimeters away from her outstretched hand. Their fingers touched… briefly the tips brushed against each other… Before they pulled him from her. Wrapping their arms around him, yanking him from her. "CES! I'm coming for you…." He yelled, his words lingering in the sweat dense air.

"WILL! HELP ME!" She screamed, her shriek scarring the air like a nail to his face. Everything seemed to slow down, The men as they rounded the corner with her in their arms. He, himself struggling against the ones holding him captive, keeping him from the only girl who he truly loved… The only one who made his everyday worth waking up for. A tear slid down his cheek, and his heart ached with every beat. Never before… had he cried. Not when he was alone, not when he was in pain, never.

He shook his head fighting the memory, attempting to rid himself of it all. He remembered running his finger sthrough her golden hair, kissing away her tears, whisking her into his arms and smiling at bliss of being in love… Something inside him stirred..

His eyes ripped open, but were black and pupiless, merciless and cold like the black abyss. His teeth sharpened to a daggered point, and his nails grew out and sharpened as well. His arms and legs began to swell with strength, his muscles expanding, tearing his shirt to shreds, barely covering his claw raked, perfectly chiseled chest. He pushed his arms from his body, ripping through the electric ropes binding him, and snarled, venom spiraling off his fangs. His back burned bright red and he let out a long, painstruck cry that sliced through the air, and he bent forward. The skin begain to tear, and blood dripped down his back, staining his pale skin, a dark scarlet. Two long black curved rods grew from the gashes, and opened up. A leathery skin covered the rods as they extended, and feathers, stygian long feathers began to sprout in rows from the skin on the rods. He howled again, and his wings opened up and shut, sending a gust of wind so enormous it sent the creatures through the glass window. Legions, of metal creatures marched in, and launched themselves onto him. Mortmain turned around in enough time to see Will slice through the last clockwork monster , as it clattered to the ground in a heap, into the ocean of clockwork cogs and pieces, live wired and dead wires… an electronic oblivion. Will turned and faced Mortiman, striking fear right into his heart.

"Get… Off of her… NOW" He said, his voice, far from his own. It was a mixture of about seven other voices some high, some low, but all majestic and angry.

"n…No." Mortiman defied.

"You brought this on yourself." Will retorted, and he leapt at Moriman, Unfurling his true wingspan, ripped him out of Tessa, and pierced his claws through Mortiman's flesh as he soared through the window.

"Tessa.." Will started. Running his fingers thru her hair.

"I had the most terrifying delusion, will."

"How so, my love?"

"You had wings, William, Long black wings and you tore through the air….."

"Like a demon?"

"Yes!"

"Go back to sleep Tessa. Mortiman must've screwed with your brain."

"Mr. Herondale I-.." He shut her bedroom door and leaned against it, blowing his breath upward, causing his hair to briefly flutter and then land on his face.

"You don't know the half of it…"