„Miss Monteverde.", a deep voice sounded in Aleksas head. She looked up startled. The Classroom was murmuring. „I would be overly pleased if you could follow my lessons." „I'm sorry, Professor Lightwood.", Aleksa Monteverde uttered. Proffesser Lightwood sighed compassionately, gave her a smile and continued his class. Professer Lightwood was an understanding man. He had let Aleksa get away with quite a bit in the past. She hasn't been in the academy in Idris for a long time yet and she had taken a while until she was even able to attend to some classes. Of course, the Silent Brothers had helped her but nobody could take the actual pain from her and she had to deal with that all by herself. After the end of class Aleska poked along the hallways of the academy. The ceilings were high, the building marvellous. Dark wood paneling seamed the walls, the floor was of shining marble and the chandeliers at the ceilings suffused everything with a wondrous, golden light. Under different circumstances Aleksa would have found the academy wonderful but at the moment she didn't regard it. Aleksa Monteverde walked up the steep staircase that lead to the corridor where the girls have had their dorms. The door to Aleksas room was only ajar. Behind it she heard excited girl's voices. She paused for a moment, braced herself for the looks that would stab her the minute she would walk into the room. Elodie Herondale stood in front of the window which directed to the vast curtilage. She flinched a little as Aleksa entered the dorm and stared at her seeming surprised. She darted a confused glance at her collocutor Moira Blackthorn, who then left the room immediately. Aleksa went to the soft bed, which stood in one corner of the dorm, and looked through the window-front. Outside the wind blew some leaves through the air. The branches were bare and the usually green curtilage was dull with faded brown- and yellowtones. „Leksi, is everything alright?", Elodie asked in this moment. Aleksa looked at her calmly and struggled for a nod, which wasn't really working out though. She knew that Elodie didn't really want to share a dorm with her and would rather stay together with Moira. Aleksa didn't chose this but nevertheless she felt responsible. However Elodie had always been friendly since she arrived, for what Leksi was very thankful. Elodie sat next to her on the bed so that Leksi could feel her warmth. „You will make it.", she whispered and stroked her roomate over the back. A gong resounded through the building and went under Leksis skin. „Come on already. Class is about to start." pulled Elodie her off of the bed right into the long corridor. Later that day Leksi sat in the library. This room had been her safe haven over the last weeks. She hid behind the shelfs with the books over lycanthropy in the very back of the huge room. Nobody would come here or even look for her here. Lost in thought she browzed through one of the books. Automatically she ran over the spot above her chest close to her shoulder, where her parabatairune had been once. She persuaded herself the faded rune, whose contours discolored from black to a light silver, would burn as soon as she would touch it. But in reality she felt nothing at all. She'd rather feel pain though, because it would be a proof that Annabeth was still there somewhere. However she didn't feel a thing since her death. Still those atrocious images would pop into her head. Two slashed bodies hanging on a street light in Jarry Park. „That's exactly why we don't get involved with mundanes.", Helen had said. That night Leksi had started from her sleep, felt a sharp pain in her chest. She was screaming, flailing around franticly. At first she'd thought she got attacked, but there had been nobody in her room in the institute of Montreal. The fabric of her white nightgown colored red and when Leksi pulled the fabric away she saw blood running from her parabatairune. Instinctively scalding tears pushed in her eyes. For a moment she sat there like glued to the spot. After that she felt like everything was happening in slow motion. Helen rushed into the room, together with Aline and Cedrick. Leksi had babbled absurd words. Helen was the first to notice that Leksi wasn't hurt and something apparently had to be wrong with Annabeth. Immediately she sent Cedrick to check for her. For Leksi it seemed like forever until Cedrick came back into the room, completely out of breath, stammeringly telling that Annabeth had not been in her dorm. „Where is she?", Helen screamed at Leksi and shook her by the shoulders. „Jarry Park.", Leksi had gasped. Helen swirled around, Leksi put on her shadowhunter gear and together they raced over to the nearby Jarry Park. Leksi knew it the entire time. Annabeth wasn't with her anymore.
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Shadowhunter Stories
FanfictionThe young shadowhunter Aleksa Monteverde, called Leksi, finds herself in the academy in Idris after her parabatai Annabeth Kingsmill was killed by a demon. She gets to know the kind Blake Pangborn with whom she gets along pretty well and they immedi...