A/N: Hi, please don't kill me! I know...I'm meant to be working on my other stories...but I couldn't get this out of my head! I had to write it. BTW I don't own anything in this story, except the plot. Nico, HIT IT!
Nico's POV
I walked down the miserable streets of Brooklyn, rain pattering down on the dirty street. I avoided the street with all the yelling and crossed into an Alley way. I began to hum 'Bury me' by 30 seconds to Mars, sad and bored...if it was possible. "What if I wanted to break...laugh it all off in your face...what would you do, do, do? Come, break me down, bury me, bury me!" I muttered, and glanced up at a monstrous creature.
It hissed at me, and lunged, so I quickly dodged him, and realised...there was another of them. "Merda, gli dei mi odi!" I cried in Italian as the three surrounding me. One of the creatures lunged at me, so I grasped my sword from the shadows, and plunged it into the monsters body. Instead of dissolving in golden dust, it slumped to the ground. The other one snuck up behind me and I managed to dodge the first attack, but it got me in the shoulder. I wrenched it's arm off and stabbed it in the heart.
My vision blurred as I slumped to the ground, my head throbbing. The last thing I saw was blackness.
Alec's POV
"Yeah, the Di Angelo's died in this freak thunder storm." Jace was telling Clary about the old Shadow Hunter Family. Clary looked sad as Isabelle nodded, looking around, "I hear something." I glanced down at my Sensor, it was going mad. I heard a foreign exclamation, and we all raced towards it.
A boy just younger than us was covered in blood, and dead demons surrounded him. He didn't see us as he slumped to the ground, two words whispering from his mouth, "Stupid demons." I raced to catch him before he hit his head on the ground. I heaved him off the ground, "He's a shadow hunter." Jace pointed out obviously. I rolled my eyes, then muttered, "He' too light, he shouldn't be this light." Clary's eyes widened, "His shoulder..." I nodded, "We'll take him to the Institute." We all began to jog back to the Instutute, which wasn't far.
"Jas...Jaso..." Jace looked confused, as the boy continued to mumble, "Per...Percy...can't...Bianca...no...please...Bianca...promise..." We all paused as we realise he was crying, the back of my shirt was now wet. "Hurry," Isabelle panted and we slipped inside. I raced him into the infirmary, and laid him on a bed.
"What is the meaning of this Jace, Clary and Isabelle?" My mother's voice demanded, as she chased after the three (who were now in the infirmary). She stomped inside...then saw the kid. "Alec...who is this?" I shrugged, and replied, "We hoped you could tell us...we found him on the street-" "You brought a mundane in the Institute!" "-covered in blood and surrounded by dead demons. We kinda figured he was a shadow hunter." I continued. Maryse harrumphed and began to clean the wound. I sat down on the chair, to watch her process.
