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Blackfriars Bridge
Translated by Daniel Gregory
tower Twenty bridges
Kew wanted to know what river knew
Because they were young and the Thames was old,
And this is the story about the river said.
-Rudyard Kipling, "The story of the river"
Stepping through the door of hierrodel Institute, Tessa felt a little like Sleeping Beauty sucastillo leaving behind their wall of thorns. The Institute was at the center of unaplaza and the streets and left the square in each cardinal direction, sumergiéndoseen narrow labyrinths between houses. Even with his hand politely on his elbow, Tessa Jem led by a narrow passage. The sky overhead was suchas steel. The ground was still damp from the rain earlier in the day, andthe sides of the buildings appeared to be pressing both sides were manchadosde humidity and black powder residue.
Jem spoke when they left, without decirmucho important, but maintaining a reassuring talk, telling her he thought of London when he had first arrived here, had seemed cómotodo-gray uniform ... even people! Sidoincapaz had to believe it might rain so much in one place, and so incessantly. MOISTURE had looked up from the ground and into his bones, so that eventually he believed quehabía sprout mold, like a tree.
"You get used to it," said the exit from the narrow passage and wing amplitude of Fleet Street. "Even if sometimes you feel like sidebar to be able to be crumpled like a rag."
Recalling the chaos on the streets duranteel day, Tessa was relieved to see how she was much calmer at night, the crowds eltropel reduced to an occasional aceracon figure walking down the head down, staying in shadows. There was still inclusosolitarios carriages and riders on the road, though none seemed to realize yJem Tessa. A glamor job? Tessa asked, but not questioned. Disfrutandoel was only hearing about Jem. This was the oldest part of town, told him where he was born London. The shops that lined the street were closed, their blinds down, but the publicity was echoing all lassuperficies, advertising everything from soap to hair tonic pears anunciosinstando people to attend a lecture on spiritualism. MientrasTessa walked the tips of the Institute glimpsed between buildings, and nopudo help wondering if someone else could see them. Women reminded conpiel green parrot feathers. Was he really the Institute hidden from view? The curiosidadconsiguió the best of it, asked Jem.
"I'll teach you something," he said. "To here." Tessa He took her elbow and she turned to estuvierade across the street. Said. "What you see there?"
She squinted through lacalle were near the intersection of Fleet Street and Chancery Lane. Noparecía be nothing remarkable about where they were. "The front of unbanco. What else is there to see?"
"Now let your mind wander a bit," he said, still in the same soft voice. "Look at something else, of how podríasevitar look directly at a cat to not frighten him. Look at the new bank on the corner of your eye. Now look at him directly, and very fast!" Tessa did
as as indicated, and dry looking. The bank was gone, and instead was a network of pub, with large glass windows with diamonds. The light in the windows estabateñida a red glow, and the front door open sederramaba more red light on the pavement. Through the glass darkly shadows moved, family nies shadows of men and women, but if too high ydelgadas ways, oddly elongated or with many humanas.Los more tips that bursts of laughter interrupted a high, sweet, fine music, inquietantey seductive. A sign hanging above the door showed a man reaches a fine point demon horn. Identified with letters below the bar imagenestaban words of the devil.
This is where Will was the other looked noche.Tessa Jem. He was looking at the tavern, her light hand on sub-race, your breathing slow and soft. I could see the red light reflected ensus bar silver eyes as the sun in the water. "Is this your lugarfavorito?" She asked.
intensity was extinguished in her eyes, she watched and laughed. "Lord, no "he said." Just something I wanted we can. "
Someone came through the door of LATABERNA then a man with a long black coat, a stylish regadosombrero cup on her head resolutely. At a glance by Lacalle, Tessa saw that his skin was a dark inky blue, her hair white as ybarba ice. He moved east to the shore mientrasTessa watched, wondering if he could gather from prying eyes, but was not supaso observed by bystanders that a ghost would be. Dehecho, the worldly that they were passing the Taberna del Diablo just seemed fijarseen all this, even when several thin figures talking porpoco came out and they hit a tired-looking man pushing an empty cart. The hizouna pause to look around for a moment, perplexed, then seencogió shoulders and moved on.
"There was a tavern muyordinaria once," said Jem. "As we grew more and more infestadacon underworld, the Nephilim began to worry about the interrelationship Delmundo of Shadows with the mundane world. It banned the entry of worldly allugar simply using a glamor to convince them that the tavern had sidoderribada and a bank had been erected on the site. The Devil is casiexclusivamente Underworld favorite place now. " Jem looked at the moon UNCEN furrowed across his face. "It's getting late. Seguiradelante be better."
After a glance back alDiablo, Tessa moved after Jem, still easily talk elcamino, noting things of interest, the Church of the Templars, where lostribunales of the law were now, and where once the Knights Templarioshabían suffered pilgrims en route to the Holy Land. "They were friends models Nephilim, gentlemen. Mundane, but not without their own knowledge Delmundo of Shadows. And, of course," he added, as they left the redde Street and Blackfriars Bridge on it, "many think that Silent losHermanos are original Black Friars [1], although nadiepuede test. Is this, "he added, pointing to him." My lugarfavorito in London. "
Looking out over the bridge, Tessa couldnot help but wonder what she liked both Jem on the site. This seextendía from one bank of the Thames the other, a low granite bridge conmúltiples arches, parapets [2] painted dark red and gold with gold and scarlet paint underthe moon shone. It would have been nice if it were not for the railway bridge quecorría along side east of it, silence in the shadows but todavíauna ugly iron bars lattice extended to the other side of the river.
"I know what you're thinking, "said Hemda again, as he had done outside the Institute. "The bridge delferrocarril is horrible. But it means that people rarely come to admire view. I enjoy the solitude, and only the appearance of the river in silenciobajo the moon."
walked to the center of the bridge, where Tessa was supported by a granite balustrade and looked down. ElTámesis was black in the moonlight. The extent of spread porambas London banks, the great dome of St. Paul appeared behind them as unfantasma white, and wrapped in a soft mist leaving a soft veil desenfocadosobre the harsh lines of the city.
Tessa glanced toward the river. " Elolor salt and dirt and rottenness out of the water, mixed with the fog. HOWEVER there was something portentous about the river in London, as if carried elpeso the past in its currents. A bit of old poetry came to lacabeza. "'Sweet Thames, run softly until the end MySong'" she said softly. Normally I would never have quoted poetry aloud in front of anyone, but there was something about Jem that made sentirtodo he did, not the judge.
"I heard that piece of rimaantes" was all he said. "Will you referred me. What is it?"
"Spenser." Prothalamion''. "Tessa frowned. "Will seems have a strange affinity for someone so ... lapoesía so ... "
" Will read constantly, and engine that has an excellent memory, "said Jem." There is very little that seacuerda not. "There was something in his voice that lent substance to his claim of mere observation Masalles
" Do you like Will not? "DijoTessa." I mean, you're fond of him. "
" What I like mihermano "said Jem naturally.
"You can say that," dijoTessa. "But it is horrible to everyone else, he loves you. He esame you. What did you do that you were a form tandiferente all the rest? "
Jem leaned sideways against elparapeto, his gaze on her but still distant. cuidadosamentecontra fingers struck the top of jade of his staff. Taking advantage of its claradistracción, Tessa was allowed to look in wonder gradually from its extrañabelleza in light of the moon. It was all silver and ash, not like Will coloresfuertes, blue and black and gold.
Finally he said: "I do not know, realmente.Yo used to think it was because both were without parents, so we were equal sentíaque "
" I am an orphan "señalóTessa." That's Jessamine. He does not think like us. "
" No. He does not. "The Jem ojosde were on guard, as if something that was not saying.
" I do not understand, "said Tessa." He can be nice an absolutely horrible time and I can decide if siguiente.No nice or cruel, love or hate, "
" Does it matter? "said Jem." Do I need to make a decision? "
" The other night, "he continued," In your room, when Will came. He said he had been drinking Todal night, but then later, when you ... then the moment seemed to have gone sobrioal. I saw my brother drunk. I know that does not disappear as that ina moment, even my aunt threw a bucket cold water in the face of Natey not wake from his stupor, but it was really intoxicated. And Will noolía to alcohol, or looked ill the next morning. But why would catkins and say he was drunk when he was not? "
Jem seemed resigned." And there Will estáel Herondale essential mystery. I wondered the same thing. How alguienpuede drink so much and survive, much less fight as well as hace.Así he followed him one night. "
" Do you follow? "
Jem smiled crookedly. "Yes. He left, saying a date or something, and followed him. If I knew what to expect, I habríapuesto more resistant shoes. All night he walked through the city, from St.Paul to Spitalfields Market to Whitechapel High Street. Haciael river and went wandering along the quays. Never stop to talk to a single soul. Eracom follow a ghost. The next morning he was ready with a false cuentoprocaz adventures, and never will I demand the truth. If you lie, then it must be a reason. "
" He will lie, and without embargoconfías in it? "
" Yes, "said Jem." I trust him. "
" But, "
" Lie constantly. Siempreinventa stories that will make you look like the worst. "
" So Did he say what happened withits parents? "Not the truth or a lie?"
"Not completely. Yfragmentos pieces," said Jem after a long pause. "I know his father left losNefilim. Before Will was born. Fell in love with a worldly woman, and whenthe Council refused to make it a Shadow Hunter, left the key and semudó with her to a very remote part of Wales, where they thought they could not serperturbados. The key was furious. "
"Will's mother was worldly, do you mean that only half Shadow Hunter?"
"Nephilim Blood esdominante" said Jem. "That's why there are three rules for quedejan Key. First, you cut contact with each and every one of Shadow losCazadores you meet, even your own family. Nuncapueden talk to you again, or you can talk to them. Second, the Key andcannot call for help, regardless of your risk. And third ... "
" What is the third? "
" Even if you leave LaClave "said Jem," we still can claim your children. "
A small shiver pass through deTessa. Jem was looking at the river, as if he could see Will in his superficieplateada. "Every six years," he said, "until the child tienedieciocho years, a key representative of the family comes to your child if you want to leave preguntaal your family and join the Nephilim. "
" I can not imagine anyone lohiciera "Tessa said, horrified." I mean, you'd never capazde talk to your family again, right? "
Jem shook his head .
"What Will agreed with this one? "He joined Shadow Hunter yet?
"He refused. Twice, it negó.Entonces, one day, Will was twelve years or so, there was a call to the Institute and Charlotte puertadel said. Would have had eighteen then creo.Will was standing on the steps . She told me it was covered by dirt road polvode as if he had been sleeping in hedges. He said: 'I am a Shadow Hunter. One of you. They let me go. Tengootro no place to go '. "
" said that? Will? "'I have to go OtherPlace'?"
hesitated. "You understand, all I heard esinformación Charlotte. Will I never mentioned a word of it denada. But that is what she claims he said. "
" I do not understand. His parents, estánmuertos, right? O have been looking for him. "
" They did, "said Jem vozbaja." A few weeks after Will came, Charlotte told me, quesus parents followed. They reached the main gate of the Institute and lagolpearon, calling. Charlotte entered the room if he wanted to see Will parapreguntarle. He had crawled under the bed and teníalas hands over his ears. Would not leave, no matter what she did, andthe would not. I think that Charlotte finally went down and sent them away, or sefueron of their own accord, I'm not sure, "
" He sent them away? But his hijoestaba within the Institute. They were right, "
" They had no right. "Jem spoke quite soft, Tessa thought, but there was something in his tone that it pusotan far as the moon." Will chose to join the Hunters Desombre. Once he made that decision, they forThe had no rights. Was right and responsibility of the Key to turn them away. "
" And never ever wondered why? "
" If he wanted me to know, melo say, "said Jem." You asked me why I think he toleramejor me than others. I guess it's precisely because he never hepreguntado why. "He smiled slyly. The cold air habíaazotado color to your cheeks, and her eyes shone. His hands were near oneof the other on the parapet. For a brief, half- Tessa pensóque confusing moment may be about to put his hand on hers, but her eyes sedeslizó with her and pursed brow. "Little late for a walk, right?"
Following his gaze, saw the figurassombrías of a man and a woman coming toward them across the bridge. Elhombre wearing a felt hat and a dark wool coat, women teníasu hand on his arm, his face tilted toward hers. "Probablementepiensan the same of us," said Tessa. I look up into his eyes let me. "And you came to the Institute because he had no where to go? Why quén you stay in Shanghai?"
"My parents had elInstituto" said Jem, "but were killed by a demon. He-that-Sellam Yanluo. "His voice was very quiet." After they died, all the world thought the safest thing for me would leave the country, EnCase that the devil or his cohorts come after for me too. "
" But why here, quéInglaterra? "
" My father was British. I hablabainglés. It seemed reasonable. "Jem's tone was as calm as ever, peroTessa felt there was something that I was not saying." I mesentiría more at home here than they would on Idris, where none of my padresnunca had been .
Across the bridge they had stopped walking lapareja on a parapet, and the man seemed estarseñalando features the railway bridge, the woman asintiendocon head as he spoke. "And you, you feel more at home, Whatis?
"Not exactly," said Jem. "Almost the first thing I noticed when I got here was that my padrenunca thought of himself as British, not the way a loharía English. A real English is British first and second gentleman. Any OTRACO is that they may be-a doctor, a judge or an owner-tercero.Para Shadow Hunter is different. We are the Nephilim, yprincipalmente first, only after we listen to whatever country they might habernacido and raised. And as for the third, no third party. We only Cazadoresde Shadows. When others look at me Nephilim, only see a Shadow Hunter. Nocomo the mundane, that I look and see a guy who is not an alien, but also not quite like them. "
" Half and half something LaOtra "said Tessa." Like me . But you know that ereshumano. "
Jem's expression softened." Like you. In all the ways that matter. "
Tessa felt the back of his ojospicando. She looked up and saw that the moon had passed behind unanube, giving it a pearly sheen." I suppose we should return. The otrosdeben be concerned. "
Jem moved to offer his arm yse stopped. The couple was walking Jem repentefrente was noticed before them, blocking their path. Although muyrápidamente should have been moved to reach the other side of the bridge as fast, estabanextrañamente still now, their arms entwined. The face of the mujerestaba hidden in the shadow of a simple hat, the man hid bajoel brim of his fedora.
Jem's hand squeezed his arm Tessa, but her voice was neutral when I talk. "Good evening. Quepodamos Is there anything to help?"
Neither spoke, but did unpaso more, the skirt of the woman whispering in the wind. Tessa looked at sualrededor, but there was nobody else in the bridge, not visible in elterraplén. London seemed completely deserted in the moonlight dim.
"Excuse me," said Jem. "Lesagradecería if we let it happen to me and my mate." He gave a pasoadelante, and Tessa followed. Were close enough now to lasilenciosa couple when the moon emerged from behind the cloud, flooding Elpuente with silver light and illuminating the face of the man in the hat defieltro, Tessa recognized him instantly.
matted hair, broad nose and chin unavez broken marked, and the most protruding all, saltonesojos, the same eyes as the woman next to him, his eyes fixed on Tessa enblanco a way that reminded terribly Miranda. However
're dead. Will you mató.Vi your body. Tessa whispered: "Is he the driver. HermanasOscuras belongs to."
The driver laughed. "Yopertenezco" he said, "the Magister. As the sisters Dark leservían, I served them to them. Now I serve only him."
driver's voice sounded different decom Tessa recalled, thinner, more articulate, with a soft casisiniestra. Tessa alongside Jem had been very quiet. "Quiéneres?" He demanded. "Why do we continue?"
"Magister has led us insure themselves," said driver. "You are Nephilim. You are responsible dela destruction of his home, the destruction of his people, the Sons of Noche.Estamos here to submit a declaration of war. And we are here for lachica." Tessa turned her eyes. "She owned by the Masters, and he latendrá. "
" Magister, "said Jem, susojos very silver in the moonlight." You mean de Quincey? "
" The name given importa.Él not is the Magister. He has told us that we deliver a message. That message Esguerra. "
Jem's hand cabezade tightened on his cane. "You serve to de Quincey, but you're not a vampire." Queer? "
The woman standing next to the coachman unextraño moaning noise like a train whistle. "Beware, your killer Nefilim.Como others, so you will be killed. You can not protegertecontra angel that neither God nor the Devil has done."
Tessa began to turn into Jem, but elya was underway. His hand bobbing above the head of her cane jadeen. There was a flash. A wickedly sharp and bright end of the stick blade disparadadel. With a quick turn of his body, Jem hojahacia plunged forward and slashed the chest of the driver. The man staggered haciaatrás, a high buzzing sound of surprise out of his throat.
Tessa gasped. A barralarga along the driver's shirt opened it and under it was not seen nicarne and blood, but shiny metal, raggedly scored by the blade leave me. Jem
pulled the sheet back dejandoescapar a sigh of relief mixed satisfaction. "I knew it,"
The driver growled. His hand darted assume jacket and pulled out a long serrated knife, the kind that carnicerosutilizan to cut through bone, while the wife, leaping to laacción, went to Tessa, his bare hands outstretched. His movimientoseran jerky, uneven, but very, very fast, much faster than had been imagined Tessa foulbrood that could move. The companion of cocheroavanzo to Tessa, his face expressionless, his mouth ajar. Algometálico shone inside-metal or copper. She has throat and meimagino, not stomach. His mouth ends in a metal plate behind susdientes. Tessa
retired until his espaldagolpeó the parapet. Jem looked for, but the driver was moving toward him nuevo.Jem it cut the distance to the road, but it seemed only alhombre braking. The coachman's coat and shirt hanging out of your body now enfranjas uneven, clearly showing the metal shell underneath. She grabbed
Tessa, who lanzóa side. Women lumbered forward and crashed into elparapeto. She seemed to feel more pain than the driver to said rigidly vertical and so it moved again back to Tessa. Elimpacto seemed to have damaged his left arm, however, this colgabadoblado at his side. Tessa turned to his right arm, fingers grasping, and grabbed her by the wrist. His grip was tight enough to Tessa hacergritar while the small bones in his wrist dolor.Arañó exploded in the hand that held his fingers sinking deep into the soft pielpulida. It peeled away like the skin of a fruit, fingernails against metal Tessaraspando with a hardness below that sent chills down suespalda.
tried to pull his hand back, pulling perosólo woman got to her, she was making a buzz, making a clicking noise in his throat that sounded unpleasantly insectivore, and closed her eyes and no pupils were black. Tessa shot of his foot to kick-
denuevo And there was a sudden roar demetal on metal, Jem flash sheet down with a clean cut, cortandoel woman's arm in half at the elbow. Tessa, released, then fell back, the hand without a body falling from his wrist, hitting the ground at his feet was shaking lamujer around Jem, whir, click, whir, click. He movióhacia forward, hitting the hard woman with the palm of the stick, hitting suespalda of step, then another and another until she hit the guardrail delpuente so hard that he lost his balance. Without a cry he fell, plunging into the water below; Tessa ran into the railing atime to see it slip just below the surface. There was burbujaslevantándose to show where he had disappeared. Tessa
turn around again. Jemestaba holding the stick, breathing with difficulty. Ellada blood ran down his face from a cut, but appeared otherwise unharmed. Suarma held loosely in one hand while looking at a dark shape elsuelo humpback at his feet, a form that moved and shook, showing flashes demetal between tapes of his clothing torn. When Tessa seacercó saw that it was the driver's body, twisting and sacudiéndose.Su head had been cut cleanly, and an oily substance oscurabombeaba from the stump of his neck, staining the ground. Jem
reached out to push sweat dampened Supel back, smearing blood across sumejilla. His hand trembled. Tessa hesitantly touched his arm. "Estásbien?"
His smile was weak. "Deberíaestar asking that." shivered slightly. "These cosasmecánicas, I enervate them. They-"She stopped, looking beyond it.
At the southern end of the bridge, moviéndosehacia them with sharp jerky movements, were at least mediadocena over mechanical creatures. Despite the shock of your movements, quickly approaching, almost full speed ahead. Untercio were already way through the bridge.
With a rap sheet is again desvanecióde Jem's cane. Tessa took her hand, her voice breathless. "Run."
ran, Tessa holding her hand, looking back once, with terror. The creatures had reached the bridge centrodel and moved towards them, gaining speed. They were men, Tessa was, dressed in the same kind of dark wool coats and hats defieltro that the driver had been. Their faces glowed in the light of Laluna. Jem and Tessa
reached the bridge alfinal steps, and Jem kept a tight grip in the hand of Tessa mientrasse rushed down the stairs. His boots slipped on the wet stone, and caught him, rattling his cane against his back awkwardly, ellasintió his chest rise and fall against his, hard, as if he estuvierajadeando. But he could not breath, right? Hunter was a Desombre. The Codex said they could run for miles. Jem turned, her face and she Vioque was tight, as if in pain. I wanted to ask sihabía been wounded but had no time. They could hear the rattle of pasosen the stairs above them. Without saying a word sumuñeca Jem seized and pulled her after him again.
passed the Embankment, illuminated by lamps elresplandor dolphin, before Jem Ladoye back to fall between two buildings in a narrow alley. Inclinabaarriba the alley, away from river. The air between the buildings was damp and narrow, losadoquines stained with dirt. The laundry was waving like ghosts inthe high windows. Tessa's feet were screaming in their fashionable boots, sucorazón banging against his chest, but slowing. Lascriaturas could hear behind them, listening to the whir-click of his movements, each vezmás close.
The alley opened onto a wide street, and there, standing before them, was the imminent delInstituto building. Rushed through the entrance, while freeing Jem gave him to hit back and lock the gate [3] behind them. Creatures caught up just as sedeslizaron bolts in place, crashed into the fence as a stop cuerdaincapaces toys themselves, rattling the iron with a tremendoestruendo. Tessa
backed off, watching. Lascriaturas mechanics were pressed against the fence, his hands coming Through the holes in the iron. She looked around wildly. Jemestaba at his side. He was as white as paper, one hand pressed to consulate. She reached her hand, but he stepped back out of reach. "Tessa." Her voice was uneven. "Go into the Institute. Queestar you inside."
"Are you hurt?" Jem, "estásherido?"
"No." His voice was off.
A rattle of the gate Tessamirar made up. One man had his hand mechanics through the gate unhueco and removed the iron chain that held it looked cerrada.Mientras fascinated horror, saw that he was dragging the metal asasde with such force that the skin is peeled away from their fingers, hands lasarticuladas metal showing underneath. There was obviously a tremendous force in esasmanos. The metal was warping and twisting in his grip, was claramentecuestión of minutes before the chain to split and break. Tessa
took Jem arm. Teníala skin hot to the touch, could feel it through your clothes. "Vamos".
With a groan he let her pull doeth the church door, he staggered, and supported in ellafuertemente, his breath rattling in his chest. Lasescaleras tumbled by Jem slip out of his grip almost quellegaron when the top step. Fell down on his knees, drowning in tosrasgando through it, her whole body spasms.
The gate burst open. Mecánicasse creatures spilled across the road, led by who had broken in the chain, the bare skin of his hands glowing in the moonlight.
Remembering what Will had said, to have blood quehabía Shadow Hunter to open the door, Tessa llegóa the bell that hung beside it and pulled it hard, but not oyósonido. Desperate, he turned back to Jem, still squatting forThe ground. "Jem! Jem, please have to open the door "
lifted his head. His eyes estabanabiertos, but there was no color in them. They were all white, like quemármol. I could see the moon reflected in them.
" Jem! "
tried to stand but susrodillas were depleted, dropped to the ground, blood running from his mouth lascomisuras. The staff had rolled from his hand, almost at the foot deTessa.
Creatures dela had reached the bottom step, began to move upward , staggering a little, tothe skinned hands to the head. Tessa delInstituto threw the doors, banging their fists against the oak. I could hear the vacíasrepercusiones of his blows echoed in the other, and despaired. ElInstituto was so huge, and there was no time.
finally gave up. He laespalda at the door, I was horrified to see that the leader of Jem criaturashabía reached, leaned over him, the metal of their manosen skinned his chest. With a cry
grabbed the baton brandished andlor Jem. "Get away from him!" he exclaimed.
The creature stood up, and in light dela moon for the first time, saw his face clearly. It was soft, almost featureless, only slits where the eyes and mouth should have been, and without nariz.Levantó skinned hands were stained dark with the blood of Jem.Jem stood very still, with his shirt torn, blood accumulating around him darkly. While Tessa watched with horror the bloody susdedos mechanical man bobbing in it, in a kind of grotesque parody of a wave [4], then turned and jumped down the stairs, almost throwing a run, suchas spider. Was launched through the gate and was out of sight.
Tessa went to Jem, but otrosautómatas moved quickly to block his path. All teníancaras white as their leader, a set of faceless warriors, as if I had not been enough time to finish them.
With a whir-click a couple demetal hands reached for her, and she opened the stick, almost blindly. I connect withthe side of the head of a mechanical man. He felt the impact of the metal maderacontra ringing up his arm, and staggered to one side, perosólo for a moment. His head is mounted again about a velocidadincreíble. He turned again, hit the stick on his shoulder this time, he setambaleó, but other hands flashed, taking over the baton, knocking DeSUS hands with such force that the skin of his hands burned. Ladolorosa remembered Miranda grip strength in it, while the automaton habíaarrebatado cane she knocked down by his knee fuerzaimpresionante.
was broken in half with a sonidohorrible. Tessa turned to run, but metal hands fastened abajosus shoulders, pulling back. She struggled to get free-
AND gates explotaronabiertas Institute. The light pouring from them momentarily blinded her, and could see only offer the outline of dark figures surrounded by light spilling from elinterior of the church. Something whistled past his head, grazing his cheek. Allíestaba was the screech of metal against metal, then lascriaturas mechanical arms relaxed and she fell forward on the stairs, choking.
Tessa looked up. Charlotte estabapor above her, his face pale and prepared, a sharp metal disk ina hand. Another game disc was buried in the man's chest mecánicoque had sustained. He was writhing and twitching in a circle, as unjuguete defective. Blue sparks flew from the wound in his neck.
Around the rest of the criaturasestaban spinning and tumbling while converging Shadowhunters Enell, Henry pulling his blade in an arc seraphim, slice the breast of one of losautómatas, sending him staggering and swaying to the shadows. In ladoestaba Will, swinging what looked like a scythe, and again, cutting another of the creatures to pieces with such fury that sent unafuente of blue sparks. Charlotte, rushing down the stairs, throw ond of their albums, I cut through the head of a monster sound Metalcon disgusting. He fell to the ground, letting out more sparks yaceite black.
The remaining two children, pareciendopensar better the situation, they turned and ran toward the gate. Henry Charlotte selanzó behind them on their heels, but Will, dropping suarma, turned and ran toward the stairs. "What happened?" Atessa shouted. She stared, too stunned to answer. Seelevó His voice, tinged with panic furious. "Are you hurt? Where is Jem? "
" I'm not injured, "he whispered." But Jem, it collapsed. There. "She pointed to where I let Jem, crushed in the shadows near the door.
Will's face went blank, suchas clean slate chalk. Without looking back he ran upstairs and fall sedejó Jem saying something quietly. When there was no response, Willlevantó head, yelling at Thomas to come and help you keep ahem, and shouting something else, something that Tessa could not see through sumareo. Maybe I was screaming. Maybe Once he thought that this was suculpa? If she had not become so angry, if he had not escaped yhecho Jem follow-
A dark shadow loomed in the puertailuminada. It was Thomas, tousled hair and severe left without saying a word aarrodillarse beside Will. Together they rose to their feet Jem, a brazocolgaba around each of his shoulders. Rushed into without mirarhacia ago.
Stunned, Tessa looked at the patio.Algo was strange, different. It was the sudden silence, after all elclamor and noise. The destruction of the mechanical creatures hechasañicos pieces left in the courtyard, the floor was slippery with viscous fluid, the verjaestaba open, and the moon shone straight down everything just comohabía shone on her and Jem on the bridge, when he had erahumana said.
[1] Here is a dejuego kind words, and that means Blackfriars Black Friar, Sellam like the bridge of this chapter and as such are known HermanosSilenciosos (TN)
[2] wall or railing placed to prevent falls, inthe bridges, stairs, etc. (TN)
[3] Fence, Trellis provides a door, window or especially close.
[4] in the original Wave, peroonda has several meanings, I guess it refers to the meaning of ondacomo obsessive idea.
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