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Hey guys! I wrote this whole chapter then it got deleted so yeah I'm pretty mad about that... Well maybe it'll work better this time... Enjoy!

"Jackie! Come on! The demons don't care if your make-up clashes with the gear," Stella shouted, drawing an agility rune on her arm.

"Come on. They're demons. They can wait for me to put on eyeliner."

Stella groaned and started sticking weapons in odd places. She was wearing gear: thick, black skinny jeans, a padded orange tank-top, and a black leather jacket that can withstand even the sharpest of swords. It was Halloween after all. Who says Stella can't be festive?

Giving up on being peaceful, Stella got out her steel and walked to Jackie's door. For every other room of the Adams, Oregon Institute the doors were a stylish, old-fashioned wood. Why Jackie felt the need to splatter pink paint and orange jewels all over the door, Stella didn't know.

"One last chance Jackie," Stella positioned her steel on the door, "Three, two-"

"Okay, okay. I get it!" Jackie said bursting out of the room, "Let's go."

By the time Stella lead Jackie down to the weapons room it was ten minutes past the time they said they would leave. The boys had eventually got so bored of waiting, they started sparring. Nick was ten times the shadowhunter Andrew was, but Nick was going easy on the newbie.

"Boys! We're ready," Stella announced as the girls walked in.

Nick looked up and smirked, his blond hair glistening in sweat, "Weill, well, well. The princesses have finally arrived."

Jackie stuck out her tongue and Stella turned on her heel out the door.

When Stella started racing down the path to town, she didn't need to check to see if Andrew was behind her. The plan was the same every time; Stella and Andrew to the left, Nick and Jackie to the right. When the fork in the road came, there wasn't any discussion on who goes where. Only the pitter patter of feet going through puddles was heard.

Stella and Andrew ran down the path like ninjas: quick but silent. After passing several small houses and "Adams General Store and Cafe," Stella finally stopped under a large oak tree.

"W-what does the s-sensor say?" Andrew managed to choke out between heavy breaths and shivers. Why did it rain so much in this town?

"They're close."

Suddenly, Andrew heard a loud scream, a cry for help. Without looking at Stella, Andrew ran in the direction of the yell, past the line of trees. Bursting through a wall of ivy, Andrew came across a huge slimy, green demon holding an elderly woman in his claws.

Without a second hesitation, Andrew grabbed a seraph blade from it's holster, whispered "Kimtu," and swung the sword at one of the demon's many legs. The demon dropped the woman and turned to Andrew. Then, without warning, the demon lunged for Andrew, it's teeth open hungrily. Andrew leapt out of the way quickly, but not before the demon's teeth made a gash in Andrew's leg.

Andrew cried out and the demon swung at him again. However, this time, Andrew was prepared for it. As the demon swung one of his claws at Andrew's neck, Andrew did one of his signature front flips onto the demon. Then, Andrew buried the seraph blade into a random spot on the demon's neck hoping it would be fatal. Of course, with Andrew's luck (and minimum education in demonology) the blow only seemed to make the demon madder. Andrew cursed colorfully and did another front flip off the back of the demon.

After he jumped to the ground, Andrew quickly switched out his sword for a curved machete and slashed the demon's skin, cutting off some slimy scales. The demon turned around and bared his teeth at the shadowhunter. Andrew smirked; he had a plan.

Andrew leapt up and front flipped over the demon. Then, he dug his machete into the demon's side. The demon, just as predicted, turned around quickly. He was mad. Andrew flipped back over the demon and dug the machete into the demon's other side. Three times later, the demon hadn't caught on and Andrew was getting sick of this. With a last flip and stab in the side, Andrew landed on the Demond's back and stabbed the demon several times. Finally, the demon disappeared into his dimension.

Andrew collapsed, exhausted. His leg felt as if they were on fire. If only he had the natural skills of Nick, or the experience of Stella. This was probably an easy demon to kill. A beginner demon.

After what felt like hours, but was probably minutes, Andrew got up and drew an iratze. That's when he realized that Stella wasn't here. Why didn't she follow him?!

Andrew ran (or limped quickly, the rune was still working it's magic) back through the wall of ivory, past the line of trees, and back under the big oak tree. Stella was nowhere to be found.

Trying not to panic, Andrew started searching between trees. Stella was nowhere to be found. Hands shaking, but not from the cold, Andrew dug out his tracker. There was a demon in "Adams General Store and Cafe."

Andrew got up, not caring about the rain, and, once again, ran towards where he thought Stella was. He burst through the doors and froze.

There, in front of him, was Stella, just finishing off an extremely dangerous Drevak demon. But what made Andrew gasp was two shadowhunter girls helping her.

One was short, with only a few marks. She was pale and freckled, with hair so red it looked like it was on fire. She held two long knives covered in demon blood and had a determined look on her face.

The other girl was beautiful, and she knew it. Tall, ink-black hair, and long tanned legs made her stunning. She had marks covering her arms, shoulders, and chest and tiny little scars on every inch of exposed skin, which was a lot considering they were both wearing party dresses. But the most attractive part about her was a gold whip wrapped tightly around the demon's neck.

Suddenly, the demon disintegrated and the black-haired girl pulled her whip back. The red-haired girl noticed me first. She lifted her knives and walked over to me, her dark green dress shimmering in the incandescent glow of the old-fashioned lightbulb. Andrew made no move to get out of the way.

Then, she held the knives to his throat.

I finally finished chapter 2! I doubt all chapters will be this long, but it's winter break so I'm bored. Maybe if I get a review or two I'll post tonight ;) -Mads