When I'm Missing You

Chapter 6

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"Isabelle!"

I screamed at her, launching myself forward –

I wasn't going to reach her in time –

A flash of gold snapped through the air and the creature's legs were suddenly in the air, its long, twisted body sprawled awkwardly in a bunch of wires.

And Isabelle was standing over it, her eyes cold and calculating.

A gold whip was wrapped around the creature's neck, getting tugged tighter and tighter, the handle gripped in Isabelle's hand.

I hadn't even seen her move.

The creature thrashed and wailed, clawed hands grasping empty air. Isabelle tightened the whip around its neck and the creature let out a kind of gasp, wriggling and twisting, clawing at the whip in an attempt to escape its biting grip.

And then it stilled and I moved closer, trying to get a better look. I immediately regretted it.

The creature was the stuff of nightmares: its body was twisted and segmented, two bent legs sprouted from the middle, another from what I supposed were shoulders. Its face was cracked and skeletal; two mouths gritted with razor sharp teeth were set at the bottom of the face, whilst the rest was crowded with eyes. So many different eyes that rolled and swivelled in their sockets.

I stumbled backwards, covering my nose and mouth with my forearm, repelled by an unbearable stench.

'War is coming Shadowhunter,' the creature hissed, its mouths moving at slightly different moments, causing an echo. 'Valentine is back.'

Contempt flashed through Isabelle's black eyes as she stared down at the creature.

'Time for you to die,' Was all she said –

And then with a flick of her wrist, the whip tightened around the creature's neck, tight enough for black blood to spill to the ground –

Tight enough for the creature to resume thrashing, eyes never ceasing their rolling –

Tight enough for the creature's head to fall from its shoulders.

Falling, falling, falling towards the ground.

And then getting smaller, folding in on itself until there was nothing left of the creature or its head, anywhere.

I stared at the pile of wires where the creature had disappeared then to Isabelle, who was standing in the same place as before, her gold whip, now slick with blood and ichor, curled by her side.

'I'm guessing you saw that as well?' She said, her hard voice now holding a hint of amusement.

My mouth opened and closed a few times before words finally made their way out.

'What was that thing?'

Isabelle sighed, rubbing her eyes with the back of her wrist. The action caused her sleeve to fall down her forearm, exposing more of the swirling black tattoos.

'That was a demon. A Devorantem demon. '

A demon.

Shit.

'What are you?'

Isabelle grinned then, a slow grin, a secretive grin.

A dangerous grin.

'I'm exactly what it said,' she replied slowly,

'I am a Shadowhunter.'

And then my phone began to ring. Isabelle's eyebrow quirked, a small smirk twisting her delicate lips.

'You'd better answer that, Jace.'

She said my name with scorn.

I didn't know why.

'They'll call back if it's important.'

And so I let it ring.

And ring.

And ring.

Until finally it stopped.

'Alright,' I said as if we had not been interrupted. 'What is a Shadowhunter?

Isabelle smirked and took a step towards me.

Three more.

Two more.

One more.

And then she was standing right in front of me, peering closely at my face, her dark, fathomless eyes staring deep into mine.

'There are things that go bump in the night, Jace,' she said, her voice low, her breath fanning across my cheeks. 'And we are the ones that bump back.'

And right at that moment, despite my fear and confusion and overall feeling of What The Fuck? I had an almost crushing need to sweep her into my arms and taste her lips again.

What the hell was wrong with me?

'Izzy?'

A strange, male voice called from behind us, on the other side of the door.

Isabelle started away from me, her hands curling into fists.

'I have to go. My brother's waiting for me.'

And then she was moving around me, so fast I couldn't stop her, reaching for the door, soon she'd be gone –

'Wait!'

It took us both a moment to realise it was me who had spoken. Isabelle froze, hand resting on the doorknob, half turned towards me.

'Will I see you again?' I asked her, cursing the hope coursing through me. I have a girlfriend.

Isabelle smiled at me, a real smile that I would always remember.

'You will. I don't think I can stay away.'

And then, she was gone.

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