24
Wings and Blades
"Revertere ad Inferno!" She screamed. Her hands came together and a light shown from them before engulfing the whole of Stonehenge. A loud shriek came from all of them before they all disintegrated.
Clapping came to her ears; slow clapping as if whoever was doing this was amused. She turned her head to an approaching Jonathan.
"Well done, Leigh-Ann," he said. "That power of yours will come in handy when your transformation is complete."
In a flash, Jace stood in front of her, seraph blade in hand, and ready to strike at any second is what Leigh-Ann saw.
"She's not completing her transformation," Jace growled at him. Jonathan stopped a few feet away from them. The others surrounded her.
"No she's not," Isabelle commented.
"I hate to be a Debbie Downer, but in case you haven't noticed…" His eyes flicked to hers. "Time's up."
A small squeak escaped her throat. It was like she'd been kicked a hundred times in the same place. Though it was the same place, it was ragingly more painful this time around than any other time and it brought tears to her eyes, though she tried so hard not to release her screams.
"Leigh-Ann…!" It was a chorus of voices in her ears.
"Don't give in, Leigh-Ann! Please!" Jace's voice was so strained; pleading; hoarse; hurt.
His hands came to her arms.
And she opened her eyes to look into his.
His affection was making her angry and she knew why.
She pushed him off to the side and closed the distance between her and Jonathan.
"Finish it. I can't take this pain anymore," she told him.
A malicious smirk came across his lips. "I knew you couldn't resist." He held out a hand to her. "Come with me."
"Leigh-Ann, what are you doing?"
A hand came to her shoulder, but she kicked whoever it was to the side.
You will not interfere. I know what I'm doing.
She took his hand willingly.
"Tollite me ad inferos," she told him.
"Libenter," he replied. He squeezed her hand and she made her move.
"By the Angel of Gabriel, shall your soul rot," she hissed before pulling the glowing seraph blade out of her belt and plunged it through his heart. A shriek escaped his lips before she removed it and pushed his body down the hill. A slight breeze blew through her hair and she sighed before she turned to the others.
But why wasn't anything happening?
"You look confused," Isabelle commented.
"…" She looked down at her hands.
"Get away from me…" she told them. A rumble escaped her throat.
"What? What are you talking about?" Jace asked as he came up to her, inches from her.
"Get away, fools. I won't have the self-control to tell you again."
"Leigh-Ann-"
Her head tilted up and her eyes were completely black, face turning a dark shade of red as if infuriated.
"Time's up," she growled, malevolently smirking and raised her hand to him. An immense force pushed him back and he lost his balance.
"Jace…!" Alec and Isabelle's yells were at his ears.
"The Shadowhunter realm shall be destroyed by me." She approached them all slowly. "And I shall raise Lilith and her children from the depths of Hell and destroy you all."
"…No…" Jace stood up, stumbling a bit.
"Jace, don't!" Isabelle called, but he didn't listen.
"Foolish Shadowhunter," she spat.
"No; foolish Leigh-Ann; that's what you should be saying," Jace fired at her.
"How dare you?"
"No; how dare YOU! How dare you give up so easily! Leigh-Ann, you are NOT a demon! You're letting our race down! You're letting your father down! You're letting ME down; ME who LOVES YOU, Leigh-Ann Grace!"
"…Love…such foolishness." But she sounded unsure.
"…So come back to me Leigh-Ann," he begged. Her eyes fell to his.
It plunged deep into her heart; his words. She wrenched and shrieked throughout her body and pulled the seraph blade out toward her heart.
"Leigh-Ann..! What are you doing?!" Jace yelled. He could tell that she had heard his words or she wouldn't have that blade at her own heart. He reached out to her, but she moved backward.
"Let me do….this…Jace…" her words were forced but pleading.
"No! You can't-"
But he stopped. She must do something that will want you to stop her from doing. She does not know what that moment will really mean, but I do, therefore, please, do not stop her. I need my daughter to come back to me. I've never held her but once in my life. I want that feeling in my heart.
Gabriel's words rang through his head and he only had a moment's look before he realized that she'd stuck the blade into her heart.
"Leigh-Ann!" he screamed before he could stop himself and grabbed her before she fell. He slipped to his knees as he heard faint sobbing behind him. His face buried into the crook of her neck.
He heard a faint whine and looked up, seeing Sadie limping toward them and pawed down next to her friend. He could tell that she mourned the death of her owner. He looked down at her face. Her eyes were closed. He looked to her chest and saw the blade in her heart but got confused when there was no blood.
A faint glow emerged from her body and he gasped when he saw it.
It was a faint and opaque glow that was on her back.
It was opaque glow that was in the shape of wings.