Crossroads Of The Supernatural Hunters

Ch.6: Damage.

*Sam's POV*

"We're back," Andy said as he walked in with the Shadowhunters and a couple of other people. One looked fancy and was wearing make up it looked like. The other had a strange face, his mouth sewn shut, and wearing a hooded grey cloak.

"This is Magnus, he's a powerful warlock. And that's Brother Zachariah of the Silent Brothers. They're a little more powerful than a normal shadowhunter. They'll help as much as they can with Mystie." Alec said.

"Good, she's over here," Sam said, leading them to her room. "Do what you need to."

That's was when they started to examine her. After a while of medicine, tools, and magic they were finally done.

"We've done all we can, we'll be back tomorrow to check on her." Brother Zachariah said in our heads.

I looked over at Andy and I could see tears in his eyes. It was the first, and probably the first time I've seen him cry. I was gonna say something, but I didn't know a what to say that would reassure him. I mean, his best friend was dying. I decided to leave, leaving him alone with her.

*Andy's POV*

As I looked down at my best friend, dying on the bed, I felt something wet go down my face and I realized I had begun to cry. (A/N: Paragraph written by my friend Samantha. Yes, the same Samantha from the story. Me, Leena, Samantha and Andy are all my friends.)

I couldn't believe she did that, she saved my life, risking hers in the process. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if she died.

I looked at Mystie and I felt something I never had before.

I looked at the way her head fell to the side as she slept. How she looked completely peaceful, given her life was horrible. I looked at how pretty she was, I couldn't imagine how she ever thought she was ugly?

Wait...pretty? I realized what I had just thiught. I couldn't believe it had just thought that. She was wonderful, no lie. I didn't understand why I was feeling this way, but I liked this feeling.

Was I in love with my best friend?

*Clary's POV*

"I feel bad for them." I said to Jace, walking down the hallway, hand in hand.

"Me too,"

"To be this close to losing someone... I know how that feels." I said, Jace stopped, looking at me, sadness in his eyes.

"I'm sorry you had to go through that." He a said, pulling me into a hug.

"I'm not," I said, and it was true, it made me who I am, it brought me here today with these wonderful people. He pulled back, looking at me with confusion. "It gave me you." He smiled and leaned in for a kiss. Halfway he froze. "What is it?" I asked.

"Do you hear that?" He asked and at first I didn't, but then I heard a quiet whispering. We walked that direction and looked into the room.

"God, of you can hear this, please help her. I know you watch and listen. She doesn't deserve to die, especially not like this." Andy said, he was praying. I felt bad, losing someone you love like this is hard.

His eyes were overflown with tears as he gripped her hand, desperate to keep her. To keep her here, and alive, just long enough to say something one more time. (A/N written by my friend Leena.)

He sat up and leaned over her, he hesitated for a second, thinking about what he was gonna do. He then leaned down and gave Mystie a light kiss on the lips.

***Next Day***
*Leena's POV*

"Andy?" I asked as Samantha and I walked into Mystie's room. Andy was laying on the bed next to Mystie, one wing around her in protection, the other hanging off the bed. (A/N I know in Supernatural they don't have wings that really show, but for this, let's just say they do.) He was sleeping, he had stayed all night with her. I smiled, they looked cute together. I stopped smiling when he looked up and saw us, he quickly got out of bed, flustered.

"Hey, I was just...umm..." Andy said, speechless.

"It's okay, we don't mind." Samantha said sincerely, for once. It was one of those times she said something to him that wasn't rude or a death threat.

"What are you doing here?" Andy asked and then looked dumbfounded. "Sorry, stupid question. I'm gonna go and leave you three alone." He said and walked out, still embarrassed.

I looked at Mystie, she looked peaceful, if it wasn't for the wound, I would think she was sleeping. I felt tears cover my cheeks. She..will...not...die!!! I won't allow it. Although, there wasn't much I could do.

I left, not able to bear looking at her anymore.

"Leena.." Samantha said as I left, but I ignored it. I headed down the hallway, not realizing where I was going. It wasn't intill I stopped when I realized where I was. The basement. I looked up and saw him. The demon that had stabbed her. I ran forward, throwing my fist up, and hearing the satisfaction of a crack.

The next few hours after that were a blur...

Hey hoped you enjoyed. I wanted to give recognition to Leena and Samantha for writing those 2 paragraphs when I was stuck, it helped me get the story.