Hey, everybody! I know this chapter is really short (sorry!) but the next one will be longer, I promise. So, uh... thanks for reading, and please review!
Disclaimer: You're bored of reading this, I know, but I own nothing... blah blah Cassandra Clare. Something like that.
Chapter: Will
The heavy wood doors of the Institute closed with surprisingly no noise. So people can't tell when we are coming and going, Charlotte had told him once. Will set off for the Devil Tavern, a favorite haunt of his, for gambling and alcohol. He wanted to drink until he forgot who he was. Wow, who knew you'd overreact to a few comments from this girl, the voice of Jem said in his head. He pushed the thought out of his mind. The girl had nothing to do with it. Nothing. He went for a drink all the time.
Will's thoughts were interrupted by a voice, floating from one of the many dark alleys branching off from the main road he was on. "Hey, you, Shadowhunter. Come here a minute," the voice said. Will judged it was a boy around his age, though it could have been a trick. He turned with suspicion to his left, squinting in the darkness. It really was a boy, and, with one hand on the seraph blade hanging on his belt, Will cautiously walked over to him.
He was young, no more than sixteen, with messy black hair and big dark eyes filled with concern. His skin was deathly pale because, Will realized with a start, he was dead. Vampire.
"Yeah, I'm a vampire. I'm out because it's dark over here, but I need to talk to you. That girl you carried in yesterday, that is, last night, is she okay?" The boy was clearly upset.
Will raised an eyebrow. "What business is it of yours?"
"Well, she's my… friend." At the word 'friend", his shoulders slouched, like he'd rather be using a different word to describe the girl. "My name is Riley, I'm the one who brought her here. She needed help for the demon poison, and I- I couldn't help her. She told me to bring her here, and I did. Is she okay?"
Will smirked. "Yeah, she's fine. She was this morning anyway."
The vampire boy, Riley, relaxed visibly at those words. "Thank you. I don't know what I'd do if I lost her. She's my closest friend… Why are you grinning at me like that?"
Will laughed harshly. "Because, vampire, declarations of love amuse me, especially when unrequited." Ignoring Riley's protests, he turned and walked away, now even more intent on getting a drink.
Anyone who recognizes the last spoken line by Will (^^^up there) gets a personal hug. Let's just say Will is more like his descendant than we realized... Get it now?