Chapter 14

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Quinton

I built a fire, the warlock girl started to chant. She was beautiful, pale white skin; black scaly wings tucked against her back. Yellow dragon eyes, darring anyone to come closer. She had helped me, met my spirit as I wandered alone, without a body. She was my dearest friend, but I thought of her more than a friend.
The fire turned black and I tossed in the herbs as I herd her key chant. Her eyes rolled back to her head as her chanting became fast and rapid. The fire got colder. I saw him, my brother. The black fire portal opened clearly, and I lept through.

Nobody

I got my body back, I think. It looked right. It felt right, though it always felt right when you found a body piece. King and I had been traveling for about twenty days now. It usually took me fory days to get this far. I actually hid from the demons and the other sinners. This guy didnt. I kinda admire that.

"Im sooo thirsty!!" He complained. I nodded we were always thirsty down here. Then a fire erupted infront of us and a clad figure jumped through. "Quinton?" King asked as he lowered his sword, a newerish sword that he took off a demon. I got a puny dagger. "Come on!!" The guy who looked exactly like King said, grabbing me by the ratty shirt and tossing me through the portal. When the portal shut a figure with wings collapsed, she gasped out two words: "Hot damn."
King was knealing on the ground drinking a bottle of water greedily. King number two handed me my own bottle. It was cold. I drank it feverishly. I dont know how long I have been without water. But OHH BYY THE ANGEL ITS SOO GOOOD!!
My head split in pain not literally. I choked, and fell on the ground memories rushing back. A white haired boy stood infront of me. Grinning down down murderously with devil black eyes. His father stood behind him. "Spill his blood.." he whispered. "Summon her."

I gasped, and I was back with my rescuers. King looked at me worriedly. Whats worse is I knew my name. I didnt like it. I knew how I died. I was Sebastion, Sebastion Verlac.

King

After a long days rest of sleeping, drinking, and stuffing my face. I began to worry. "Where are Jordge and Olivia?" I asked, Quinton who was currently chewing on a barbeque sandwich froze. His girlfriend, the warlock girl named Jade paused. She was always cooking, and she cooked magnifisaintly. "Who is Olivia and Jordge? Are they friends of yours?" Nobody asked. He's been having brain attacks lately but he just took another shower and was working on another sandwich. His dark hair flopped anoyyingly in his eyes. "Yeah, my parabatia, and my girlfriend." I said, over the day Nobody learned about Shadowhunters he wasnt fazed really. Infact I think he was one. "Ummm... they're in silent city... I font exactly know where though. Jace is looking Into it. Seth betrayed you guys.... and Jade thinks they are being tortured." Quinton said rushed. I froze. My Olivia being tortured. Unexceptable. I got up. Taking out a pair of pants fresh boxers a shirt and a jacket. Slamming the bathroom door I got dressed and brushed my teeth. Tieing my hair back. It got long. Unusually long.
I walked back out lifting my hood. I didnt need runes now. "Where am I?" I asked, and Quinton sighed. "New Jersey!" He said. I nodded. I needed to get to silent city. Easy fly. But I was to weak so I would steal a car. A nice fast car. A police car. Hijack the radio, take the tracker off.
I slide my stele, and my sword inyo my belt. Nobody was waiting in a jacket. We exited leaving Jade and Quinton.

I sped down the freeway. Car drifting away from my path. I wore a police cap jisy to keep the look. Nobody looked like he was going to be sick. "I remember my name." He said. I didnt look at him but nodded my head. "Its Sebastion, Sebastion Verlac."

A hour later I pulled into the shadow of a church. I drew sevral runes on my skin. "Wait here, ill be back." I told him getting out. "And if your not?" Sebastion asked. "I will be, get water food; and bandages ready." I told him he nodded. Their had been about twohundred dollars in the police car.

Im coming, and I will kill all of you.

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