Heya all my beautiful readers :), after the raging success of this book and after struggling with keeping my mental health healthier I finally decided today that it was indeed time for me to pick up were I left of..

So alrighty then; here we gooo:

Chapter 4:

After the initial shock had settled the silent sisters snapped in to action and quickly bound the child Asmodeus to his bed by his hands and feet, since the still could contain him now that he was weak from the earlier anemia. The second thing they did was make a call to the only person that had any hope of saving them now: the High warlock Magnus Bane, son of the high demon and a father besides...

When all was said and done, then and only then did they realized what they had missed before; one of the siblings was missing: the middle child Emmy had vanished and they knew all to well what she was doing right now but still were not even prepared for the horrific scene that they would embark on when they finally found her...

An hour earlier:

When everyone was busy restraining the creature that her sweet baby brother had become, it was of course super easy for little Emmy to escape the scene for a little while. Silent and sneaky as a real Shadowhunter, she fled the scene, ran into the family room and locked her self in the bathroom, where she quickly undressed and turned on the water in the big bath tub, she then rummaged her drawer until she finally found the hidden compartment that held her so called weapon of choice, on of her dads brand new and super sharp rashers, which she had managed to sneak into the silent city along with a fully equipped first aid kit and a set of pink little towels and wash cloths.

Then she got to work, cause time was of the essence here; she picked of razor and fideled with it for a while until she had managed to pry the three little knives free from the handle. Emmy took the knives in her hand (one knife in one and two in the other) and began to effectifly cut the main arteries in her arms and leggs, just to be sure she also cut her stomach and made a pretty deep gash down the length of her troath.

As luck would have it only two minutes after Emmy had done her horibble deed, did Clary run into little bathroom to pucke out her guts and some of her breakfast, lunch and dinner all over the bathroom floor. When her stomach was truelly empty and all she could do was retch she stood for a while untill her body calmed down and the shivering as stomach spams stopped. And that is when she saw the horrific scene before her that had first evaded her sight- this is when she screamed bloody murder, at the top of her longs, to get all of the silent sisters to come running and safe poor little Emmy, if there was a chance of that...

When the silent sisters did come running they did they unspeakable and broke their vote of silence, when they all screamed and sobbed as one. Fortunately they then quickly realized that time was indeed of the essence, since cause of the severity and amount of her wounds little Emmy only had seconds to spare and so the got to work fast.

First they pulled the little girl out of the water and cared her to their fully equipped operating room where together four sisters began to check for internal bleeds and wounds and then they began to stitch the little girl up from the inside to the outside until all her wounds and gashes where perfectly stitched up and she was now longer bleeding, meanwhile the had her hooked up to a dozen blood bags to refill the blood that was lost and that is how they, just by a hair, managed to save the middle child of the family.

After all was said and done they carefully washed her, put her into new clean white clothes and carried her to the bed adjacent to the one her brother was in and that is when they realized that they had forgotten all about the poor eldest Clary who must have been the one who had just been puking her guts out a view minutes before, when the found her, she was slumped against a wall as white as parchment whispering to herself over and over she is not dead, she is not, pls pls she can not be dead...

They picked her up as well and carried her to their own bathroom where they put her on a stool in the shower and then softly toweled her dry and gave her something against her nausea figuring that they would examine her later and let her sleep now. So the put her in the bed next to her little sister and pushed the two bed together, and then as if on impulse the two girls reached out their hands and held them together fingers intertwined...

Sorry everyone, I did not mean to go so dark but yeah my mood had been off for a while and I decided that the horror of little Lucian turning into a high demon had to cause a little meltdown or two... I hope you will stick around to see how Magnus and Alexander swoop in to try to save the day... Btw pls read my first novel as well; it is called Reborn with wings part one...

Love,

Lulla