Rosalie Nightsilver stood next to her best friend in Pandemonium, the music of the club making her head pound, as she watched her almost sister seduce a blue haired demon
Rosalie fingered the kindijal in her jacket absentmindedly whilst thinking.
Usually she would be getting glances from men around the room, Rosalie knew she was pretty, beautiful, even. Long silvery blonde, stick straight hair, icy blue eyes, and tanned, but scarred, skin.
Rosalie was a shadowhunter, a demon killer, along with her best friend, Jace Wayland, and her (sort of) brother and sister, Alec and Isabelle Lightwood.
"Rose," Jace began, "Isabelle's got the thing, let's go" he said, pulling her into a storage room with Alec.
"So," Jace said, "you still haven't told me if there is any other of your kind with you."
Rosalie's face was stuck in a menacing scowl; this blue haired demon Izzy had captured wasn't very smart, he obviously didn't know of the New York institutions Shadowhunters, because he was acting fearless
"I don't know what you're talking about." Blue hair replied his voice sounding pained.
"Okay that's it!" Rosalie started forward, raising a hand to slap some sense into him, when Jace caught her waist and pulled her back next to him, keeping his arm around her.
Anyone would've thought they were a couple, including Clary Fray, who had managed to go all this time hidden.
Clary thought about these people whilst they carried on with their conversation, was it possible she had stumbled in on some sort of drug or gang war?
"Isabelle, Alec and Rose think I talk too much, do you think I talk too much?" Jace said loudly bringing Clary back to earth,
The blue haired boy didn't reply. His mouth was still working "I could give you information, I know where Valentine is."
Jace glanced at the girl, Rose, Jace had called her.
"Don't be ridiculous, I know where he is too, Valentine is in the ground, we all know it!" Rose said scathingly, "the things just toying with us"
The dark haired girl, Isabelle, tossed her hair, 'kill it Jace, it's not going to tell us anything.'
Jace raised his hand; Clary saw the dim glint of a knife there.
The bound boy gasped, "Valentine is back" he protested
Rose flipped her blonde hair back and made a small, disgusted sound.
Rage flared in Jace's normally icy eyes, "By the Angel, every time we capture one of you bastards you all claim to know where Valentine is!" His voice sharp, "well we know where he is too, in Hell." He said, striding towards the boy purposefully. 2And you can join him there."
Clary could take no more; she jumped out showing herself to the possible murderers.
And Clary was immediately met with a small sharp blade from Rose, or as Clary had begun to think of her as, The Ice Queen.
Rose was surprised to say the least; the blade flew from her hand on instinct.
"Stop" the girl cried, once she had recovered from having a knife thrown at her "you can't do this!"
Jace whirled, so startled that the knife fell from his hand, Alec and Isabelle turned along with him, wearing identical expressions of astonishment. Rose's face was still stone cold, a hand raised with another weapon ready.
'What is this' Alec spoke, breaking the astonished silence.
"It's a girl," Jace said, regaining his cocky composure, "surely you have seen girls before, Alec. Your sister Isabelle is one, our friend Rosalie is one." Jace stepped closer to Clary, as did Rosalie.
"A mundie girl" Rosalie said, "and she can see us"
"Of course I can see you, I'm not blind you know!" Clary replied, enraged.
Rosalie raised an eyebrow and smirked.
"Oh but you are," said Jace, picking up his knife, "you just don't know it," he straightened up
"You would leave if you knew what was good for you. Rosalie finished his sentence icily.
"I'm not going anywhere," said Clary, her voice trembling, "if I do you'll kill him!" She pointed to the boy with blue hair.
"That's true," admitted Jace, twirling his knife "but what do you care if I kill him or not."
"Because you can't just go around killing people!" She exclaimed.
"You're right, you can't go around killing people, that, isn't a person" Jace said, pointing at the boy, "little girl, it may look like a person and act like a person and maybe even bleed like a person. But it's a monster."
"Jay," Rosalie said, using her nickname for him saying it like a warning.
"Jace that's enough." Said Isabelle sharply.
"You're all crazy, I've called the police you know, they'll be here in a minute!" Clary said.
Rosalie scoffed at the mundane's idiocy.
"She's lying" said Alec, but there was doubt in his face "Rose, do you-"
He was cut off by the demon, who finally decided he had heard enough, he leaped up with a scream, breaking free from his bonds and bit Rosalie's neck. Injecting venom into her and scratching her sides.
As the blonde girl stabbed the boy in the leg and collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
Well, that was when all hell broke loose.