Chapter 11
I rolled just in time to avoid his next kick; my fingers went to my belt where my knife was attached. They struggled to rip it from its spot as he came at me again, this time holding a blade, it swiped at me, slicing into my pale cheek. Pain shot through me and before I knew it I lunged at the boy, my knife turning into a full sized glowing sword and slashing through his clothing, meeting his skin. Blood spilled out covering the sword. His hand wrapped around my neck, bringing me up into the air and slamming me to the floor.
His face was in mine and his weapon reaching for my arm. Struggling to move I accidently jerked my arms upward, causing more pain to surge through my body. I couldn't let him win this fight. My sword had dropped a few feet away when I had fallen and I needed to reach it. I wedged my feet underneath his belly and pushed up; he let out a yelp as he was jerked away from me. Rolling him off of me I threw myself sideways, with angel speed I snatched up my sword and was on my feet just as he was speeding toward me, but this time I was prepared for when he leapt forward. My wings grew from my back and I flew into the air then back down the sword aimed at him.
"Those fricking wings won't protect you, Angel." The sword sliced into his back with such force he tumbled over, this was my chance; I brought the sword down to his back but froze. I felt my arms begin to shake; the glowing sword was inches from killing him, why couldn't I do this? At my moment of thought he had twisted around and launched himself onto my feet, I thrashed my legs as he crawled up me his knife in his mouth. I brought my sword sideways, heading right to his neck, it hit before he could react and blood squirted from it as I pulled the sword out. His body, gone limp, had slithered to the ground and sat there in a pile, eyes were blank and helpless staring at me.
"Why…" Was all he said before he went totally slack. It was over, all over. Blood poured from the gash in his neck; it was thick and a lot darker than any normal blood. I flew over to where he lay and sat next to him, dragging his upper body onto my body I let tears fall from my eyes. I pushed some hair from his forehead then closed his eyes. He was dead and there was nothing to do about it, he wouldn't be able to destroy the world. And it was for the best.
"Scarlett. It's over, everyone is either dead of ran away." It was Clary's voice, turning around I saw she was standing in the door way glaring at her brother. I stood up and let his body drop from my lap, he landed hard, making me cringe. Walking over to Clary, I let her lead me out of the house where all the other shadowhunters were gathered, some were going to stay and deal with the dead bodies of lost shadowhunters while the rest of us were leaving.
We arrived back at the Institute and I was led up to a guest room where I would stay for the rest of the time I was there. The next few days would consist of council meetings, resting, and healing everyone. I slept well that night, being too tired to think about the day's events.