Chapter three

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Hey guyz. Sorry I haven't updated for a while, but here it is. I haven't had internet for the past 2 weeks, so yeah.

I hope you're enjoying my story. Please continue reading, I'll update as often as I can and don't be afraid to comment. Please remember to vote.

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I'm lying on my bed just thinking about... Everything! I''m staring at the roof because there is no way for me to get distracted if I'm staring at a blank wall over my head. I check the clock on the bed side table next to my head.

Crap! I need to go. I spring to my feet and dash over to the huge, old trunk at the end of my bed. I unlock it and lift the lid. 

I rummage through it till I find what I'm looking for. I long, sharp seraph blade. I smile, as I can see my reflection on the blade. I tuck it inside my belt and return to the chest.

I grab a few smaller blade, tuck three of them in my belt and two in each of my boots. I close the lid, re lock the chest and head towards the door, grabbing my jacket on the way out.

I go down the stairs, out the back door and into the alley way were I left my bike. I climb aboard and ride off. 

Not long after, I arrive at an old abandoned hotel. I check to see if anyone is watching before I slip through the door. 

Inside, I find broken glass, shattered plates and a lot of dry blood stains.

Suddenly, loud noises start coming from upstairs. I slip up the stairs to investigate what the noises are, hoping for a fight. 

I reach the top, to find two young shadowhunters, a boy and a girl around my age, guarding a large, fancy door at the end of the hallway. I approach them, blade drawn. They notice me, one draws two blades and the other loads up an arrow into his bow. 

I continue to to approach not stopping once. I walk between them, raising my finger to my lips. They drop their weapons, noticing the angelic rune on my chest. 

I open the door between them, that leads into a grand ballroom. Inside I see a large snake-like demon inside with its long tongue wrapped around a short girl with flaming red hair. And below her is a boy dressed all in black, with died blonde hair holding a long seraph blade trying to get to her.

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