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Our death is our wedding with eternity.

What is the secret? "God is One."

The sunlight splits when entering the windows of the house.

This multiplicity exists in the cluster of grapes;

It is not in the juice made from the grapes.

For he who is living in the Light of God,

The death of the carnal soul is a blessing.

Regarding him, say neither bad nor good,
for he is gone beyond the good and the bad.

By Rumi

Mortmain.

For a moment, he stayed standing there as if he was frozen. Light and wind were spilling into the church behind him, so that his white hair was glistening and flying in the air. He looked like a formidable marble statue, radiating a white aura of invincibility.

"I object," he paused, looking at the Shadow hunters assembled like a tycoon counting his money. "Because this creature, by the name of Theresa Gray, is mine."

"No!" Jem shouted back. "She is not yours. You have no right!"

"Hush, little Nephilim. Feisty, aren't you, talking to me with that attitude?" he walked as swift as a ghost towards Jem. Before any shadow hunter could stop him, he took Jem's face in his hand, like a master glaring at his disobedient pup. "I would have more respect for me if I were you. How is your yinfen habit going? You do realize that I control most of the yinfen supply of England."

"It is not what we are, but what we do that defines us," he replied defiantly. While he spoke, he reached down to his cane, twisted the blade out, and stabbed upwards; with speed so fast it was nearly impossible to see. Almost as quickly, Mortmain grabbed his blade, and twisted it along with Jem's hand on it, and stabbed it back towards Jem. Upon impact, Jem was tossed backwards a bit, and slowly, Tessa watched him fall like a rag doll.

"NO!" Will exclaimed. He and Tessa both rushed to Jem, and he caught him before Jem's body reached the floor. Then all hells break loose.

"You're a monster!" Tessa screamed.

"Where did he stab you? SHOW ME!" Will yelled at Jem.

"Out in the church yard!" Charlotte and Henry rose from their seat, as figures, apparently clockwork monsters, appear through the opened door.

The Lightwoods, the closest family with the most able bodies, dashed up the altar and fought Mortmain. However, Mortmain did not even appear stressed, he was at ease, smirking as he battled Benedict, Gabriel and Gideon alternatively.

"It's no use, my sword penetrated my liver. I am sure of it." Jem whispered lowly. The color on his face was slowly draining, but his eyes were still shining its bright grey flame. His eyes were looking to the heavens, and as if out of some revelation, he slowly, and gently, grabbed Tessa, Will, together with his own, and put the three hands on Tessa's belly. But what does that mean? Tessa was puzzled, but somehow through Will's frown, he seemed to have understood.

"Fight… for me," and Jem's hand weakened, but Tessa held on.

"NO! You still have hope!" Tessa sobbed, but even when the words left her lips, she knew they ceased to be true.

"Tessa, let go," Will whispered, and he plucked Tessa's small hands from Jem's long fingers.

They took a quick look at their surrounding. The Lightwoods were soon to be defeated, with Benedict looking dazed by the wall, Gabriel clearly injured in one arm and Gideon barely holding out on his own. It appears that Mortmain had brought all of his clockwork monsters with him, and that forced all the other shadow hunters to evacuate the church to the outside to battle them. Mortmain was like a whirling tornado, and he was holding a pair of knives in his hands, slashing through the air. He quickly overpowered Gabriel, and pushed him across the floor.

"Gabriel!" Gideon shouted, and in his moment of distraction, he was disarmed by Mortmain.

Will and Tessa looked at each other, and a kind of understand passed through them.

Will whispered, "I'll do my best." Then, he extracted one of his seraph blades hidden in his best man suit, and disappeared into thin air.

"MORTMAIN!" Tessa shouted. To her surprise, her voice was louder and clearer than she expected, and she sounded more confident than she felt.

"Yes, my dear." His voice was as calculating as a serpent's.

"I am here. Take me if you can."