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He began circling Nik, trying to find the angle. Nik had the weapon, but Jones had experience over him. He felt confident enough to get out of this.

Nik spread his arms out. "Why are you so hesitant, Jones. If you want me dead so badly...just end it."

"I hate to admit it, but you know it. Shadowhunters are precious, and we stick together. It'd hurt me greatly to have to kill you..." Jones warned in return. Suddenly, through the doors, busted in Xavier and Ryder.




"Do you have no respect for your own kind?" Jones questioned, not wavering or backing down with his threat. "Nik, let's just quit it," he insists.

"Not a chance." He growled. Nik stepped forward and drew his arm back, leaving a gash Jones' neck. A spray of blood splashed Nik's face, but he didn't blink. This was what he wanted.

Jones hardly had time to react before he felt the slick blood wet his shirt. He collapsed in an instant. Ryder struggled against his bounds with such ferocity that Xavier had a hard time controlling him. "Now you've done it Nik...they're going to ask for revenge," he said, seeing it as an inconvenience.


((As usual, your memory is infallible...where do you want Nia in all of this? I hardly remember the last place I left her off at.))


Nia walked up to the Institute doors, exhausted from the long drive back into New York after their out of town mission. She hardly thought she had enough energy to get back out onto the streets right after this.



"Yup. But why he's sitting around in the dark, I don't know," she said affectionately, turning on the lights as she made her way upstairs to the study, where she suspected he'd be.

"Jones? I've brought help," Nia called up, beginning to ascend the staircase when she noticed the railing was all scratched and scorched. Someone carelessly handled the bar when they walked upstairs.
"With me putting a blade through your heart." He whispered into Jones' ear.