"YES, KUMIKO LOOK HOW CLEAN THE HEAD CAME OFF!" I yelled not looking back to check if she was behind me. The demon was still moving and I took a last swing by cutting it in half.
"KIKI? OH C'MON I NEED THE ATTENTION IN MY LIFE!" I turned back to see no trace off my parabatai.
"Were did you ran off to my dear parabatai..." I moved gracefuly trought the street. There were a few cars but they were slow.
"Follow the witchlight." A weak voice called out.
I walked in the alley. "Were did you ran off to?" I asked the small women.
"Look." She pointed to the dark conner. "He's not dead, but neither alive."
Huh? I walked to the conner and took out my witchlight and pointed it.
Light shown upon a handsome face. I took a good look and noticed the weirdly, old clothes.
"What do you think he is?" Kumiko gently asked. "He's nephilim. A stray one, perhaps."
"How do you know?" She moved closer. I revealed the rune hidden under the strangers sleave.
"What do we do with him?"
I got up and in thought looked down.
"We need to take him home." I said to her. "The institute nor the clave is to be trusted with strays."
"How?" She looked at me in question. "The good ol' subway my dear friend."
She sighed and we both took a hold of his arms and trown them over our shoulder while dragging the stranger to the subway.
What did we get ourselves in to. I thought.
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Soulmates (W. Herondale)
Fanfiction''Who are you?'' ''Me? I'm the person that saved you now shush i'm watching american horror story.'' A story about a fearless girl from the future with a soulmark on her right wrist. A story about a broken boy from the past with a soulmark on his le...
