The Death

Clary's POV

Losing a child is the worst feeling to have, I could do everything for the death of my child, I will make them pay. I can't afford to just sit while the person who killed my child is happily spending her life, even if it is my sister, even if it is the future Luna. I don't care, I will kill no matter who that person is, even if it means my death, I'll gladly accept that.

We went to the forest near the magical falls. Andrea, with the anger emerging within her, followed me all the way here to give me what I want. We were silent as we go towards the castle, except for her heart that was beating loudly probably because of the adrenaline rushing over her too.

She brought her bow and arrow, the one which is passed by the other generation. I can't help but think that if she did not stole my abilities back when we were a child and used black magic to me, maybe I should have acquired that bow she was holding. But things were done and it was the way it is now. I could let go of simple things like that, my anger would subside for that case but not when I lost my child because of her.

I couldn't just let go of that.

I run swiftly as I looked above, the moon tonight is full and it's illuminating like how it should be. I then, looked straight on my way, the moon was enough to give light around this dark forest. It actually made me remember when I walked out of the house where I was being treated before and tried to breathe some fresh air, it was full moon too back then and I was almost killed that night.

Tonight, what happened back then will turn around today, the fate will not repeat, I will cling into my life and get what we all deserve.

I stopped running as I faced her, she stopped running too facing me with a few meters distance between us. I removed my cloak, leaving me with a black trouser and fitted leather top.

"How did you come back alive?" With full loathe, Andrea asked. She was really pissed with me right now and it was a nice view to see her true colors.

"Your wolves are kind of lousy..." I said as I try to tease her more and bring out the darkest version of her. I sarcastically laughed after that.

"Bitch, you should have stay hidden. Now, you will be really dead in my hands." She said with all the desire to kill me once again as her eyes were glaring at me like daggers, so sharp. Oh, it didn't even scare me.

The wound I gave to her earlier keeps bleeding but she does not even care about it, she was just holding her arrow and bow in good position. I guess she will slowly die in my hands, I smirked.

"Actions not words, Andrea." I said to tease her even more.

Her fist clenched at that last words of mine. She immediately swung her arms and aim for my head with her arrow. It was fast and the arrow was moving fast towards me without any wind coming from it. It was scary to look at.

However, there are more things that are much frightening than her arrow, one of it was losing my child. It was the most frightening event I have ever experienced because of her.

Time seemed to be slowing, I was able to avoid her arrow coming towards me. I was not sure if the time has turned so slow, or I just gotten so much faster that I can left the time behind.

In that time phrase, I was able to dash in front of her in swift speed like a wind that cannot be seen by a naked eye. She was shocked to see me right in front of her, which made her step back from her place with a sudden fear. I did not advanced more, I let the distance between us. I grinned, It would be easier for her if I punched her.

When she recovered by my speed capacity she exclaimed, "Bitch! When did your speed increased like that?!" She sounded envious with the tone she used.

My anger added even more, her jealousy blinded her, that was the reason I lost my child, that was the reason why I was suffering, she was jealous for that fact that I am stronger than her, I am stronger even before, people looked down on me because she stole my strength. I cannot help but pity her for not being contented with everything that she has. If only she was contented, things would have not ended like this.

I clenched my fist and advanced towards her in just split seconds as I slapped her face with all the force that I could give. I did not know it was so strong, not until when I saw her almost flying with the impact that it gave her. She fell into her knees after that, the arrow and bow she was holding earlier slipped out of her hands. I kicked her weapons away, fighting me with those arrows would be useless. She will not put a good fight if she will be using those bow and arrow, using it needs seconds and I could always flew out of the way and advance towards her. She only relies with weapons and people, she couldn't even battled with me face to face, fist by fist. What a coward.

She instantly stood up after that. Fighting dirty like she always does, she threw some sand towards me. Some particles of that sand has reached my eyes which made me closed my eyes for few seconds. After that, I felt her stabbing me with her arrow. It went directly at my sternum. Good thing, it was not my heart because I will probably be dead if it stabbed my heart. It hurts, though but it is nothing than what I feel deep inside my heart. Her arrow was sharp.

When I opened my eyes, I stepped back a little and pulled out the arrow that has pierced in my sternum. Pulling it out has lead to its bleeding tremendously. Knowing that her arrows are poisonous, I could probably be paralyzed after few minutes. I do not care, though. I will not die tonight, the one who shall die is her.

"You are still weak, Clary. Don't act like a tough one..." She laughed devilishly at that, too  pleased seeing me bleeding because of her arrow.

It made me pissed that I wasn't able to control myself and stabbed her with my dagger. It landed directly at the same place that she has stabbed me. I could say that with the speed I used to advance towards her, she probably did not see me coming. It was already too late when she noticed it. Her body act naturally and tried to cut me with her sharp nails, but I was able to get away from her when she did that.

She screamed out of pain because of the dagger. I could imagine how it hurts, knowing that it was not a typical dagger. It was made of several sharp edges, it is supposed to hurt so much. She deserves that, she deserves more than that.

While she was pulling it out of her sternum, I did not let her recover and kicked her right knee. Same thing of what she did to me before, I heard her bones cracking from what I did. I kicked her other knee and it did crack too.

I am not finished, it was only the beginning. Everything that she has done, she will received it... she will taste every bit of it.