My Heart Will Go On.

Demon Hunt (Final Part)

A/N:

My most faithful readers,

I understand it has been a long time, and you're probably wondering if I had given up on this story. In full truth, I almost did, but then upon rereading Clockwork Princess and re-falling in love with Will Herondale and Jem Carstairs (*fans face*), I have truly rediscovered why I started this. Because I love all the perfect boys that Cassandra Clare comes up with and for people like you.

Most Committed Once More,

-x_x786

(P.S, I don't speak Welsh, Mandarin, or Latin, but Thanks GOOGLE TRANSLATE.)

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Jem's POV

Jace held Laminas Vindictae in his right hand, carefully testing the balance. Jem watched behind him, making sure the demon wasn't behind them. 

"THERE!" Sophie yelled, pointing into the trees, where a hulking figure was peeking out from underneath it's wings.

"Sophie, take Magnus, Gideon, Charlotte, Henry, and Cecily back to the Insistute, get the others and weapons too." Jem said, Sophie and the others ran off, "Gabriel and Alec, get to a good vantage point." They heard a humming sound as Jahara remained hidden. Suddenly, Jahara stood, smiling he whipped out his tail, barb fully regenerated. Ahhhh.... Raziel help us.

Tessa's POV

"Listen, Jace praeciditis semel in cauda caelestis conflagraret consumet aggrédimur." (Jace once you cut off the tail the heavenly fire will consume the demon.) Tessa said, speaking Latin, "the language of angels" as said by the Iron Sisters. Jace nodded, but Tessa realized something, they didn't have a thought out plan. All at once the shadowhunters surged in like a great tidal wave of fighters, except for Alec and Gabriel who were firing arrows at Jahara.. Will hung back, speaking to Jem in Welsh, Tessa raced over. The demon was easily evading the attempts to cut off it's tail. His claws, slicing at Jace and batting him aside.

"Will! Jem! We need a pla-" Tessa was cut off as Jahara's tail swept threw them, taking down everyone but Will. Jace's blade, Laminas Vindictae had been flung to a few feet from Will, he eyed the sword. Jahara swung his tail again, but Will kneeled and rolled, reaching for the sword.

"WILL NO! DON'T!" Tessa screamed.

Will's POV

As soon as Will touched the sword, heavenly fire blazed up his arm. Burning the skin, yet healing it at the same time. It was the worst pain Will had ever felt after the supposed death of Jem and loss of Tessa. The celestial fire consumed his whole body. Will unleashed a scream filled with agony and pain, causing Tessa scream his name.

"WILL!" Tessa reached for him but the demon, Jahara used his massive wing to blow her back. Will crumpled on the ground, the fire burning and consuming him till he was nothing but a black silhouette writhing in agony, eventually his screams dying out. 

Tessa's POV

Jahara laughed,

"Tessa Gray, where goes your lover? Oh that's right, he's dead, bound for hell."

"Impossible, he was immortal."

"Then he should be alive!"

"You MONSTER!" Tessa screamed running at him with a seraph blade, Jem and Jace following close behind. Jahara knocked them aside easily.

"Will Herondale is dead." Jahara gloated, laughing.

"That is where you are wrong." Will said, Jahara spun around a snarl forming at his mouth.

Will's POV

"YOU'RE DEAD! NO ONE CAN SURVIVE BEING CONSUMED BY ANGEL'S FIRE!" Jahara screamed.

"You know what?" Will said, "I've died before, and uhhh incase you haven't noticed I'm still breathing. Oh yeah, I brought some friends." Will pointed over his shoulder to at least 10 angels standing behind him.

"Jahara va Mauta lana, I, Michael, and the angels of the Heaven have put up with you long enough." Said the largest angel, he opened his massive wings, and drew his sword. "Angels of light, God, and Heaven, today we destroy one of Satan's filth. By our Lord and God, Jahara you are no more, you stand alone." Once having saying this, Jahara responded.

"Weak words for a weak being, and I am not alone!" Jahara yelled the last part. It seemed to shake the earth, out every crevice seemed to come a demon, twisted and dark. The shadowhunters formed a circle near the angels. Will looked up at the angels behind him, recognizing Michael, Raziel, Raguel, and Ithuriel, all with their swords drawn.

One angel chuckled, "Deo uincimus, vincimus Hermolaus. Egredere minorum vade!" (By God we win, we conquer, we succeed. Be gone lessers, be gone!) The mulititude of lesser demons who formed legions around Jahara vanished. 

"Tzadkiel, you're making this too easy." Ithuriel laughed, Will could see why he laughed, only about seven spider demons remained with Jahara. Jahara growled, 

"I WILL DESTROY YOU, AND THESE SHADOWHUNTERS! NEW YORK SHALL BATH IN YOUR BLOOD! FILTH!" Upon the last word, the clash of heaven and hell rang out into the middle of the night.