Black for hunting through the night
I heard a hissing noise behind me. My hand tightened around my Seraph Blade.
„Jehudiel" I whispered and it came to life.
Another hissing noise. My muscles where tense, just like my nerves, as I turned around. My body vibrated in excitement. Oh, how much I loved this...
The music of the club faded away. The only thing I heard was the hissing of the demon right in front of me.
Then it attacked me. I felt the soft leather of my tight black gear move with every movement I made.
I was born for this.
Each movement was carefully considered in order to kill my enemy.
Then the final blow. With one skilled swinging of my blade, I decapitated the demon.
It fell to the dirty ground of the night club and disappeared.
This all went unnoticed my the mundies around me.
"I'm home" I said as I entered the apartment I shared with my wife.
"How was hunting?" she asked as I entered our small living room. She sat on the couch, sketching.
"Good" I said and kissed her. Then I said beside her.
"Jace!"
"Clary?" I mocked. She ignored me.
"You're making everything dirty! Go and change first!" she said.
"Everything you want, love" I said and stood up.
I didn't argue with her anymore. That was out of character, I knew that but she was pregnant.