Simon and the rest of the band had been singing and playing for an hour, they went out to Simons joke, after teasing Abby and asking for the thousandth time to come back in the band Eric, Jordan and Kyle left, Simon changed his T-shirt and by embarrassment Clary and Maureen at the same time revived the conversation which make Abby laught. Abby and Clary took the bombs for the van, and start drawing on the side. Abby and Clary both draw the same sign and Don't know what is it or what it's mean. Abby was Moving forward Simon and Maureen, when someone pushed her.
-Hey, you can watch where you're going, Abby exclaimed to the blond man who had jostled her.
-You can see me, there was no irony in his question.
-Thats kind of the point, but you obviously didnt see me.
-You have the sigh; how can I not know you?
-This technique really works with other girls. Abby wasnt aware of smiling it was natural.
Another boy called the blond that turned around and left a little upset. Clary, who had not lost a shred of the conversation and who found that her sister had acted strangely, gave her a look full of questions. Abby quickly resumed her character of a person who does not like people and complains aloud: "people could at least be careful when they walkm" which Maureen and Simon answered at the same time:
-your invisible friend.
-The blondie who almost stepped on her, replied Clary, confused.
-There was no one there, stop it girls worry me.
Abbigael decided to take off her jacket and go looking for answers to the blond tall mans subjects. She entered followed by Clary without any difficulty, Simon and Maureen were trying to get a few things to drink. Meanwhile, Abby and Clary clung to the arm of a tall, muscular, fluorescent-blue eye. Arrived at the entrance of the room which was probably a private part of the Pandemonium. The blond was flirting with a woman with a very tight pink dress, another man who was slightly taller was placed in retreat, in a girl who looked like him dancing in a very sensual way. She was very little dressed up a little white top and a matching mini skirt.
The young man with golden hair, pulled out a blade, Abby without hesitation ran to the woman to help her while screaming to be careful. The woman turned into a terrifying monster and attacked Abbigael. Clary had remained in the corner of the room, a man approached her, a whip that had unfolded from the dancers wrist drew the man towards her. She fought him and another man, the tall one who was certainly her brother, was also fighting with men. Abby was surprised by the thing that she thought was a woman, the blond pushed her with one hand away from combat he received a cost when he looked in the direction to make sure she was okay. Then his blade, which he held in his hand, landed on the small black leather sofa of the small room. Abby got up with a small pain in her body but from her experience, she knew that the Blond's attention was to put her in safety and not to hurt her. She hurried to obtain the weapon, when she took it in her hands, a cold blade and a white, blue light gushed forth. She then went to Clary:
-Clary go! you take Simon and Maureen, and you go to the police station, and you explain the situation to Dad, you dont turn around.
-But what about you.
-I know how to fight, so you leave now.
Clary left while Abbigael was moving strategically. The weapon fell into her hands, which she was no longer sure that seeing as a man moved towards her and threw the weapon away from her, Abby managed to find some object that could be used as a weapon. She found a long pipe rusting Abbigael sent a blow on the aggressor caught the pipe without any difficulty. She was stuck, she felt he was physically he was inhumanly strong. So, Abby used this force, then moved forward with a very small moose raised one leg then the other, swung them over the man and landed on the ground with a round, the creature was surprised and dropped the pipe. Abby use the pipe against the creature, and the man instantly disintegrated. Abbigael did not have time to panic, she noticed that the three individuals were watching hier. Other men about three had just arrived, and despite what Abbigael had seen, these three men had no chance. She quickly picked up the weapon, which was not very far from her, and she remained there, moving the less 'The less I move, the less they will know how I fight,' she said. The blondie moved to her, he kissed his blade to show her that he did not want to hurt her, he poked his gaze in the direction with his sweet vairons eyes, one blue and the other blue with a touch of gold. Abbigael made him understand that one of the men who was trying to kill them was behind him, he turned to fight. Abby threw the weapon as far as possible and turned to escape through the curtain behind her. She ran and, unwillingly, shook someone up, turned himself angry, then had the area to recognize her, and was now worried:
-Excuse me, Magnus. After these words, she left as soon as possible, he was surprised, she remembered his name, she had seen him, she had blood on her hands. He immediately called Jocelyn, two members of the circle, and his panicked daughter running away, the danger was back.
Abby came out of the nightclub, tied her hair in a long ponytail, closed her green jacket. The blond looked at her, he really hoped that she would not run away, after a few seconds, Abbigael looked away and stared at two people who were at the bottom of the stairs next to him. When he had turned his face, she took the opportunity to run away. When he realized it, he swore in his beard and left to pursue her, after tonight she was probably in great danger. For two blocks he ran after her, then suddenly she turned, she had managed to get ahead of him. When he turned around, he saw only a large building and a garden.
-Dam it, Abby hanging from a balcony she was climbing on the second floor, she almost fell, she got up very quickly she let fall the the amche of the seraphic blade.
-She's joking. Look, I just want to talk. He started climbing. 'Seriously, hes really not going to leave me alone,' she thought.
He had almost reached her level; she took a deep breath and took a dip and landed with a nice roll on the small garden and started running towards the police station. She stopped and fell face to face with Inspector Verga.
-Abbigael, what are you doing here so late?
-I was coming to see my dad, are we alone. The blond took her arm. She crossed them and, so that she did not feel oppressed, and her hands did not touch her breasts he removed them directly.
-Well, theres Luke, interviewing two suspects, Alaric, finishing up files on you and me. Even if she answered, she felt it wasnt the answer Abby was looking for. Abby rushed to answer in view of the worry on her face:
-Dont worry, I dont see any ghosts, she said, with a nervous laugh, she hadnt looked at the blond for a long time, she knew he still hadnt left.
-Youre sure everythings fine you know if you have any problem Im here, really you can tell me anything.
-Its just a story with a boy you know.
-But you know there are limits when a boy bothers you. Verga was taking her to her fathers office where his colleague and old friend Alarci was. Abby did not know the commissioner well; she was seen that once Luke and Jocelyn had let her go to the convention of sheriffs who were at the Los Angeles polie station. Where she meet Detectiv Chloé Decker.
-Thats nice, but if I have a problem with a boy, I think hes going to regret it.
-Subtle, whisper the blond.
Abby had arrived at the office of the two policemen, she knocked before Verga left so as not to find herself alone with the man who was following her. While they were Walking to the office, he said, "Look, I dont want to hurt you, I just want to talk to you, I have reason to believe youre in danger". She just ignored him. Alaric had just opened the door, he was surprised to see Abby, and he asked her:
-Abby, are you all, right? Are you alone, Clary is not with you? He had pronounced the last sentence as if his attention had drifted on something else.
-No, she's at home. I came to see Dad, I argued with Mom, and with time you know us. She lied, when she saw the blood on her hands, she lengthened her sleeves on her hands, as if he had smelled the blood, he asked her again if she was well. His attention drifted again, on the door like he saw someone.
-You saw a gost
Alaric went looking for Luke, Abby took advantage of it to steal her dads file on the demonic murders. And left, without noticing that the blond was no longer towards her. She put down her shoes with heels that hurt her and made noise when she ran. When she started to run, she noticed that it was raining but did not stop, she did not turn to see if the man was still following her. She arrived at home. She wanted to scream to call her mother but when she entered through the antique shop everything was in a mess, she went upstairs to find her mother. With one of her objects, she fought with about an hour before. She joined her mother. A blue-white blade gushed forth. She makes every move her father taught her.
-Abby, these men are too dangerous you can't fight them, Luke and I have already tried in vain.
-Where is Clary I couldnt find her at the station.
-I just sent her.
Jocelyn took what Abby and Clary had taken for a clipboard and burned her skin with it.
-What's that, mom, today I saw a group of teenagers my age who had the same thing.
Three men entered the room, two of them attacked Jocelyn and to Abbigael's greatest surprise defended herself perfectly with one hand. The other man attacked the youngest redhead. While she defended herself to the man with some difficulty, Jocelyn had managed to keep the two men at bay. Jocelyn glanced at her daughter and said:
"I am sorry, she drank a sip of what was in her hand, you are strong, you hear me". Jocelyn fell to the ground. While Abbigael shouted Mom.
The man in front of her, who was outside the club, stabbed her. The three men left with Jocelyns body in a coma. The redhead leaned against the wall and let herself fall; she closed her eyes for a moment. She got up with difficulty, went to her parents' room and set fire, took one of her fathers firearms, fired three times into the wall hoping the cops will be fast to come help her. She heard someone, she took the blade back, she was bleeding, scared, she wanted to close her eyes and let go. But she had enough fighting classes, self-defence and first aid to know that if she do that she would probably going to die in pain. She handed the weapon ready to defend herself. She pressed as hard as she could on the wound so that she could lose as little blood as possible with her left hand, which would hurt her.
She recognized the stranger of the club, without being able to explain why, she felt reassured, but did not show it. The man moved cautiously, he had not yet seen Abbigael, he analysed: the blood and the disorder caused by a fight, then his gaze landed on the young redhead, her body convulsing, she was covered with blood, He couldnt tell it was her or a potential enemy.
-What do you want from me?
-My name is Jace, and I'm telling you again I mean you no harm, I'm here to help you
-With a blade pointed at me, you're going to help me like those people at Pandemonium, like this people who just left, yourre what in a gang.
Abby had tears in her eyes as she stepped back.
-This blade is the same one you have in your hands, are you gonna kill me?
-Trick questions, if I say yes, you will be on the defensive, and nothing will be possible if I say no, you will think I am weak and take adventage of it and I don't even know what it is as a weapon. She realized she shouldnt have said that.
-A seraphic balde while saying this he placed his seraphic blade on the ground with gentle and most reassuring gestures imaginable.
Abby glanced back for a few seconds, enough for Jace to notice that she had been very badly wounded in the belly. She took her hand out of her wound, and let go of the seraphic dagger, she stretched out her two hands forward just in case, one was covered with fresh blood. New York was very quiet, which put a gene room in the room. Jace did not care, he tried to make gentle gestures to get closer to her, Abby needed immediate care, as he moved forward, she began to lower her hands, the little energy she had rapidly decreased. Jace was less than a meter away from her that her body had no strength to stand any longer, she fell, and he caught her in his arms, he crouched on the ground and laid her down, he put his right leg behind her and his arm around her shoulders.
-Hey, you must stay awake, okay, so I'm gonna ask you little questions and you're gonna answer me, okay.
-You're not here to kill me.
-No, he had a smile, he had a lot of charm, and without knowing why Abbigael decided to listen to him and believe him, so tell me what your favourite colour is?
-The blue, and you.
-The green one, while he was talking, did the best he could to keep her alive, why the blue one?
-It is pure, and it is rare. Even if she wanted to, she would not manage to remove her gaze from that of the blond.
-That is the favourite colour of Mister everybody. He had said that without any judgment and with such a gentle voice.
-No, I mean, naturally, its the rarest colour to find, the seas, lakes, oceans are blue because of reflections, and very few plants to animals are really blue.
-The Morpho is blue.
-No, not really, its a reflection again, Jace had trouble hearing the end of the sentence, she had just faint.
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An other chapter, there is a lot of dialogues so first question:
Is there too much dialogues or no? And second questions
How's the English of the story (I'm french and do my best, I want to be totally fluent en English in some years)?