BLLLLLAAAAAWWWWHHHH!
So, today on February 9th, (which is when I'm starting this chapter) I have a wretched cold. As you can see, that gives me time.
I should be spending this time working on the novel, but I shan't, because it got me all rejected, and now I'm considering rewriting the entire (*cough teen warning *cough*) mothafucka in an omniscient POV.
In case for those who don't know, omniscient is the POV The Mortal Instruments series is written in.
I'm beginning to realize how difficult a first POV is, and how it really doesn't help much when trying to put together a mental image.
But these FF series(es) will continue to be in first person, unless there are demands for me to change it.
By the by, where are my comments? I realize that you all are terribly jealous Jace and I are now related, but c'est la vie. (if you don't know what my ultimate catchphrase for everything is, look it up)
And let's pick it up in the story, a'ight?
THEMESONGS:
The Sharpest Lives ~ My Chemical Romance
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7. This Magic Moment
"Nephilim!"
Both Jace and I paused on the sidewalk just at the steps of the Institute to see a fairy race up to us.
How did I know? Inhumanly beautiful, you kind of just know 'em when you see 'em.
"What? Can't find your mirror?" Jace drawled. "Sorry, we don't deal with those issues."
"Another Nephilim was attacked by demons!" The fairy continued breathlessly. "The one he Angel Boy kissed at the Court!"
My heart stopped.
"You must hurry!" She cried.
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I tore down the street, my feet pounding on the wet New York sidewalk as a sheet of rain descends from the cloudy, smog ridden sky.
Oh well, at least it was cooling the Marks burnt into my skin, making me smell like a tattoo parlor than anything else.
I held the hilt of Jeremeil tightly so it would just stop banging my thigh.
My breathing was ragged, but just like the good doctor from Maximum Ride had said, I was running faster and further than I could've on my own. I could and would thank him for that.
But he wouldn't know about it.
I could hear the snarling ahead, and slid to a stop just before rounding a corner. Letting out a deep, quiet breath, I slowly unsheathed my sword and whispered its name. It sprung to life under my fingers, and I spun around the corner ready to face anything.
A mass of salamander-like demons horded in an alley, five or six at best, and all the length of a minivan. They slithered around a limp form with fire red hair, small compared to the rest of the beasts.
My heart started racing double time. It was like I could feel the natural adrenaline mixing with the new chemicals.
Another slow breath, and the sickening feeling died down only a little. Calm down, Em, calm down.
"Hey!" I yelled after I regained full control of the situation. Or as much control as one can get before throwing themselves into an alley filled with demons.
Their heads, with no eyes, perked up at the sight (or scent?) of fresh meat.
Well, I suppose there's no time like the present.
Giving my sword a small swing, I stepped into a sprint towards the pack.
They scattered simultaneously, giving me an opening to the girl. I dropped to my knees and skidded across the wet ground and swung my leg over the girl's waist as I readied myself for the one demon that just didn't take the hint.
I pulled my sword into a smooth arc for the creature's tongue, just barely grazing the girl's bloody arm, and sliced it off.
The thing roared in agony and reared back in surprise as lighting lit the sky for a moment. It was all I needed when my eyes found a dagger at the girl's waist.
I snatched it up quickly, and chucked it at the still rearing demon and watched as the metal dug into the creature's skin. It gave one more shrill cry, and folded in on itself to go back to its dimension, a puddle of black blood in its place.
Things kicked to double time as another came behind me. I had little time to react, and decided to let my bare left fist connect with slick, gray skin. I wielded the sword in my right hand, lodging it into the demon's skin as black blood spurted out and across my chest.
I glared as the blood burnt through my T-shirt, and gritted my teeth as it hit my skin. My gaze snapped up to the writhing demon, and shook my head. "Not. Cool." I hissed.
I didn't get the chance to back my words to show how pissed off at the thing I was as natural adrenaline started leaking through.
"Chill out!" I snapped at myself, and forced myself back to the girl's body as another demon got too close. I swiped blindly at its huge mouth, easily clipping it.
"Yeah, bitch." I breathed as it shuffled back, and smiled at my control once again returning.
"Madi!" I looked over to see Jace standing at the entrance of the alley, and only a few seconds later flanked by Isabelle and Alec.
I didn't have a chance to respond as a demon barreled me over, knocking my sword out of my hands.
I bared my teeth at its ugly wormlike face, warm rancid breath washing over my face. I sighed as my heart started racing, and forced it down by taking deep breaths and pretty much gagging every time I tried.
Its claws were about to sink into my shoulders, until I regained my composure and kicked it in the stomach, followed by a double punch to its lower mouth. Its mouth clamped shut with a squeal of pain and black blood oozing from the corners of is gaping mouth.
Damn. I'd punched the thing's teeth into its mouth!
I watched as it pulled away, and did a kid up (break dancing move), which failed and made me land back on my ass. I huffed in irritation, only blowing a long piece of my soaked hair back into my face. I never could quite get it even when I was trying to be a break dancer.
Jace had already taken on the demon, Isabelle and Alec handling two of their own.
I rolled over on my stomach to snatch up my sword, and ran back to the girl's limp body once more.
Another bolt of lightning lit the way for a demon.
It lumbered over, and I bent at the knee as I swung my sword over my head to get momentum, and give a grand whack at the creature's leg, effectively slicing off its foot.
Another shriek in my face now had my ears ringing to a point where I couldn't hear a thing around me for a few solid seconds.
Shut up. I wanted to hear myself voice, and drove my sword forward.
Things started becoming audible as the demon clamped down on my blade, and pulled back sharply.
"What the hell?" I cried as I lurched forward.
I tried to pull my sword back, but the damn beast wouldn't let go, and pulled me back around it another solid ten feet. I stopped short, holding onto my sword's hilt with both hands, and breathing heavily.
I narrowed my eyes at the creature, watching its tail out of my peripherals swing over the redheaded girl's body.
"If it's a game you want…" I whispered, and drove the blade down the creature's throat.
I watched as it started choking up blood, spattering my clothes and my neck, its tail swinging wildly and about to hit the girl. My heart started beating faster, and I felt my body churning.
The serum.
I let go of my sword and dove for her, wrapping my arm around her shoulders and pulling her as far away from the dying demon as I could.
I collapsed to my knees as the last demon died, gently laying the girl down on the sidewalk.
My whole body was shaking, my heart racing faster and faster until I couldn't contain it. I couldn't take a deep enough breath to swallow it down, couldn't clutch at my skin hard enough to feel anything, but see the blood.
"Dammit." I muttered, and looked over at the girl, taking in her whole 'girl-next-door' cute prettiness. The kind of beauty I wished I had.
Clary Fray.
I heard swords clang to the ground, and saw Jace sink to his knees beside Clary's body.
He didn't say a word, only looked at her. His golden eyes were unreadable as he studied her. Then, slowly, he reached out and gently caressed her cheek with the back of his fingers.
My eyes widened as Clary's fluttered open. "Jace…" She whispered.
"Clary," He took her hand in his, "Please don't leave me. Clary, Clary, Clary!"
His eyes widened in horror as her hand slipped limply out of his. My chest started aching as I watched Jace start shaking in so much more pain than I was probably in.
"Clary!" He yelled again, grabbing her shoulders and pulling her into him. "Clary, please!"
Another starburst of pain hit my chest, making it harder and harder to breathe. It would be any moment until the serum took full effect. I shut my eyes tightly, just waiting for it to be over.
And it was.
That instantaneous relief washed through me, and I opened my eyes to see everything clearer.
Super Madi had been born once again.
I looked at Jace, who was holding onto Clary's body and rocking her, whispering things I couldn't make out. They were whispers, barely there, and couldn't even be heard by a super powered Shadowhunter.
Only by me. Madi, the genetically enhanced girl.
"I can save her." I said, and his eyes snapped up to me. They were so anguished, I grimaced at the pain it brought me. "Tell Magnus to be at the Institute as soon as possible. Five minutes or less to be there and be ready. I'll be there by then."
Jace still stared at me, his gaze hollow.
I kneeled down and rested my hand on his shoulder. "I promise."
Slowly, he gave her to me.
Clary was probably about my weight, since we were both the same height, but I could barely feel her. A symptom of the serum. Super adrenaline that made me feel temporarily invincible.
"Please." Jace murmured, still sitting on the wet ground.
A bolt of lightning crossed the sky, making the pain in his eyes truly visible.
I ran.
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MWAHAHAHAHA YOU'VE BEEN CLIFFORIZED!
So, to figure out if I get to the Institute, and how I think I can magically save Clary, get 'cho asses a-commentin'!
