Hiiiii guys! My first ever mortal intruments story YAYY! And I can't wait to get started. Ummm what else? Oh yea I don't own mortal instruments and all credit goes to Cassandra Clare and yadayadayada so on so forth and on with the story!

There she stood, once again, in the familiar labyrinth that her father used for training. He had once again locked Clary along with twelve demons inside the confusing maze and refused to let her out until every demon was dead. Sounds easy right, the best and by far the most dangerous shadow hunter locked in a maze with only twelve demons, well think again. She'd now been in there for two days and only killed eight of the twelve pathetic creatures.

Clary's eyes had threatened to close and let the darkness consume her as a result of the exhaustion but she wouldn't give Valentine that pleasure, so she pushed on determined to find the last four demons.

While contemplating, she heard the sound she has been waiting for and almost did a dance for joy, the 9th demon, finally. Sprinting towards the demon, Clary jumped gracefully; whip now flying towards its throat. Being trained to be able to use any weapon perfectly had its benefits, but clary never could quite master the whip and figured now was the best time to try out her skills with the weapon. Clary managed to curl the whip around the demons neck making it fall to the hard, earthy ground. Laughing and inwardly cheering at her success with the whip she walked towards the demon took out the seraph blade she kept with her and sliced its throat. Nine down, three to go Clary thought silently to herself.

The next two demons were easy to find and Clary had confidence now that the last demon would be close. Shutting her eyes for a second she imagined herself back where father would congratulate her. Smiling, she wiped away the blood from the cut on her cheek and went to find the last demon that lurked somewhere in the large maze. Clary smiled as she heard the familiar roaring sound that demons made. Spotting it Clary walked towards it with calmness that most would consider scary, took out her seraph blade and ran at the demon, dodging its clawing attacks, forgetting about her inward promise to use the whip and finally stabbed it, sending it back to hell. Clary stood tall and bowed, not bothering to look at the cameras that she knew her father would be watching from.

"I have taught you well Clarissa, you are becoming an excellent shadow hunter and will continue to make the Morgenstern family proud I'm sure" Valentine said turning to Clary.

"Thank you father, I am proud to be able to please you" Clary replied, knowing as the words left her mouth that they were complete lies, she had just lied to her father's face and by the looks of it he knew that also.

"Yes, I should hope so, Clarissa" he said in the scary calm voice that she hated. Gulping she continued on into the kitchen to get food. Not being able to eat for two days would affect anyone, trained shadow hunter or not. While gathering left over pasta from the fridge and putting it into the microwave Clary thought about her position

She knew she didn't want to be here with Valentine, killing downworlders forever, it just wasn't right but she was scared, not of her father but of leaving, this was the only place she had known and there had never been much reason to leave before but she was seriously contemplating running, running from Valentine and all she knew. Quickly eating the pasta Clary headed up to her room where she healed herself using an Iratze, runes being her specialty.

She had been taught runes at a very young age and had started training way too young but she wouldn't change anything, it had made her the extremely strong shadow hunter she was today.

Clary woke at 5 am as always and knew that valentine wouldn't be up for another two hours, like always. Without thinking she pulled out a bag and threw it on the ground opening it and throwing things frantically into the small backpack. She had decided. She was going to leave Valentine, the house, everything.

Walking down to get breakfast for herself she smiled, feeling impressed at her quick work of packing. Until she saw Valentine walking down toward her with her recently packed bag in his right hand. Oh shit.

"Planning on going somewhere Clarissa" he said in a calm voice. Clary chose that moment to speak up, she wouldn't live as a murderer for any longer, she refused live the life Valentine wanted for her.

"Father" Clary spat the name as if it were a curse.

"Clarissa" he said, testing her. He had rested the bag on the chair beside him and was smirking at clary.

"Clarissa, you are going nowhere, ever. You will stay here and do as I tell you" Valentine said looking at her with furious eyes. Turning towards the closest wall Clary pulled the stele out from her boot. A rushed portal was soon drawn as she looked back at Valentine.

"Just watch me" Clary whispered to his shocked face and then jumped thought newly drawn portal. She felt herself flying through the air in complete bliss, not thinking of anywhere in particular just wanting to get away from here.

Clary landed roughly in the street somewhere that was completely unfamiliar to her and assessed her new surroundings in awe. Where was she? Lifting her head quickly and immediately regretted it as her vision blurred and she felt her head connect with the rock solid ground. Clary grunted in frustration and re-lifted her head slowly this time and listened. Noticing the shouts of people and loud music for the first time. Deciding that would be the first place to visit.

Clary began to walk towards the building and saw the line. Smirking, she walked right up to the bouncer. She flirted quickly with the bouncer who let her straight in, Mundies, she thought to herself. She walked in hearing the music drum louder into her head.

After dancing for a while clary went to sit down at the bar. All the eyes of the boys were locked intently on her; she looked down, her fiery red hair building a wall between her and the rest of the world. Turning around at the sudden tap on her shoulder she found herself staring straight into the eyes of a complete stranger.

"I'm Simon" he said and held his arm out. Clary stared down at his hand then back at his eyes. She smiled and then replied

"Bye Simon" his hand dropped immediately and clary looked back towards the dance floor and walked into the crowded sea of Mundies.

She started dancing once again until she met the eyes of one single boy. His golden orbs seemed to bore into her bottle green ones and for a single moment, that was all she saw.

They were going hunting tonight, Jace's favourite thing to do. Jace looked up at Alec who had his arm attached to his warlock boyfriend Magnus. He smiled at them; although he teased Alec about being gay Jace knew that he had it better than himself, who had no one. Jace had gotten used to it and decided it didn't matter but deep down it did really. Looking up the stairs he sighed, still no Isabelle.

"Isabelle" Jace called out loudly

"Do you want to go tonight or not" he continued shouted up the stairs

"Yeah, I'm coming Jace calm down" she replied

"Finally" Jace said with a dramatic sigh as she walked down the stairs. She gave him a look and he smirked back his signature smirk.

"Let's go" Alec called from outside. Isabelle was wearing a white dress with long sleeves to cover the runes that danced on her arms. Jace have to admit she looked good, although his ego would never let him say that to his adopted sister.

They finally got to the club just in time to see a small flick of fiery red hair enter the club. The line to the pandemonium was long but having Isabelle on their side they got into the club quicker than most other people in the line.

Inside the club Alec wasted no time in reminding everyone exactly what the job was tonight. What a kill joy.

"Isabelle" was all he said. She smiled knowingly and turned her back and starting to walk over to the dance floor.

"Good Luck, now go catch a demon" Jace shouted to her across the sea of people, she just rolled her astonished eyes

"Did you just say good luck, wow Jace, are you having a good day?" she shouted back in awe, a wide grin on her face. He just gave her a glare and she walked on to find the demon. Jace went to the dance floor, thinking that if he was going to be forced to come here he may as well have some fun.

But instead of dancing Jace found himself staring into a pair of mesmerizing bottle green eyes belonging to the girl who owned the waterfall of fire for hair. The only thought on his mind, he had to get to know this girl.

Anndddd that's chapter 1. Hopefully ill get the next one up soonish. Oh and if you've got time to review then you know what to do!