Three teenagers were waiting in a line among many others to enter the Pandemonium. It was the local club to go to that was for all ages. Though young children weren't recommended. Just teenagers and up. Of course, that was a wise decision. After all, there was drinking, dirty dancing, and more things inappropriate for the younger ages. It was a club after all.

The red head looked at her white haired brother and her best friend. "Is this a good idea?"

"Of course it is," Jonathan grinned at Clary. "It's gonna be fun. Loosen up a little, sister. You too, Lewis."

"You know, it's not a crime to call me by my first name. We've known each other for ten years" Simon said

Jonathan rolled his pitch black eyes. "I've called you by your first name sometimes"

"Not often"

"Suck it up, geek" Jonathan grinned and looked up at the front of the line anxiously.

Up at the front, the bouncer was speaking with a guy who looked as though he were in his young twenties or around nineteen. He had blue hair and was holding a blade it seemed like. The bouncer watched as the guy bent his blade, showing it was fake and only cosplay equipment, though no one could figure out why he would bring it to a club.

Finally, the guy moved, and Clary watched him as he went inside.

"Does my little sister have a crush?" He smirked.

"No. Of course not" Clary let out a laugh at her brother's commentary. "I'm just admiring the view"

Jonathan grinned and walked forward as the line moved. Clary and Simon followed the white-haired teenager as he walked up to the bouncer. The bouncer let them in, and Jonathan grinned, taking in his surroundings.

All around the trio were people dancing and up against each other. There was a bar with people sitting at it.

Simon looked around, unsure of what to do. "Um..."

"Relax, Lewis. Have fun"

"Easy for you to say. You probably do this every night, right" Simon said. "I mean I usually stay at home and watch Star Wars or Batman or Lord of the Rings or..."

"And that, my friend, is why you don't have a girlfriend." Jonathan laughed.

"And neither do you" Simon said pointed out.

"Because I don't want one right now."

Simon rolled his eyes and said, "In gonna get us a drink" He went to the bar.

Clary looked around and caught sight of the blue haired guy with electric green eyes that had to be contacts. Jonathan watched his sister, amused, before finding a girl to dance with. He wasn't far from his sister in case anything happened.

Simon came back with three drinks. "Where's John?"

Clary didn't hear him because her mind was elsewhere.

"Helloooo... Fray"

Clary had lost sight of the blue haired guy and was looking around for him.

"I just wanted to let you know I have been sleeping with your mom" Simon said to grab her attention.

"Hmmm" Clary continued to look around.

"Clary..." Simon complained at her lack of attention on him.

Clary looked over at her friend. "What?"

"Where did Jonathan go?"

"He went off somewhere with some girl."

Simon chuckled. "Typical. He's the abandoner. It was his idea to come here in the first place."

Clary continued to look around. She spotted two guys, one with golden blonde hair that went down to his shoulders and the other with black wavy hair. Both had weapons in their hands. Clary gasped in alarm.

"What is it?" Simon asked, worried.

"There's these two guys with knives or something."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I am sure!" Clary exclaimed

"Alright," Simon said, his eyes wide. "I'll go tell Security. Stay here"

But Clary never did as she was told. The second Simon left, Clary walked towards where the two teens disappeared into a storage room. Jonathan noticed his sister weaving through the crowd anxiously. He quickly moved to follow her into the storage room.

Once he stepped inside, He saw a dark haired guy, a dark haired girl, and a golden hair guy. He stepped closer to his sister protectively. There was a guy being held captive. Blue hair and green eyes. The guy who talked to the bouncer.

"Now listen closely. You're gonna tell us who you are working for or I'll kill you myself." Golden Boy said.

A hand went up to Clary's mouth to hold back a gasp.

"You'd kill me anyways, Nephilim" The blue haired one hissed

"Of course I would." He grinned. "Just tell us who you are working for. And your death won't be as painful"

Jonathan and Clary were hiding and listening. Jonathan was confused on what was going on. He glanced around to find anything to use to fight if necessary.

The blue haired guy sighed. "I know where Valentine is"

"Valentine's dead" The girl frowned. "He has been for almost 17 years now"

"No he hasn't"

"Kill it, Jace," she said. "It's not going to tell us anything."

"Okay, cut the act. Your time is up" The blonde one went up the the guy with a blade.

Clary jumped up from her hiding spot. "Stop!"

Jace spun around, so startled that the knife flew from his hand and clattered against the concrete floor. The dark haired teens turned along with him, wearing identical expressions of astonishment.

Jonathan groaned and revealed himself. He didn't care about the blue haired guy, only about his sister not getting involved. "Look, we don't want to cause problems..."

"A mundie girl and boy," he said, half to himself. "And they can see us."

"Of course we can see you," Clary said. "We aren't blind, you know."

"You are. You just don't know it." Jace said.

This guy bothered Jonathan, who was anxious to do something. The guy was crazy or something.

"You can't just kill people!" Clary exclaimed.

"This isn't a person. It may look like a person. It may talk like a person. It may even breathe like a person. But it's a demon" said Jace.

"Jace..." hissed the guy with black hair.

Jonathan frowned slightly at the word demon. His mind was racing with what this could mean. Of course, He could be crazy. But Jonathan had this feeling inside him that stirred at the word.

"What, Alec?" Jace questioned, not thinking he said anything wrong.

"There's no such thing as demons." Clary said. "You're crazy. I've already called the police. They should be here soon"

"She's lying" said Alec.

Suddenly, the blue haired guy broke free of his restraints and attacked Jace, who struggled to get his weapon. The guy had claws at the tips of his fingers, which struck fear and confusion in Clary as well as worry in Jonathan. The claws scratched at Jace and blood splattered. Finally, with the help of the other two, Jace shoved his blade into the guy's chest. He folded up and disappeared.

"What the hell?" Jonathan questioned, standing close to his sister.

"That was a demon. It was sent back to whatever Hell dimension it came from" Jace said.

Alec let out a sigh in annoyance, and the girl rolled her eyes. Alec reached for Jace's arm to get a look at the injury. Clary began to back away. She tugged at Jonathan's wrist slightly, signaling him to come with her.

Clary turned to run, but the girl's whip wrapped itself around her wrist and jerked tight. Clary gasped with pain and surprise. Jonathan snarled and grabbed the whip and tugged on it, pulling the girl closer. "Don't you dare touch her again"

The girl rolled her eyes, not feeling threatened by a mundie.

"They can see us," he said. "They already know too much."

"So what do you want me to do with them?" the girl demanded.

"Let them go," Jace said quietly.

The girl was surprised but removed the whip from Clary's wrist

"They are mundies." Alec said.

"Or are they?" said Jace softly. His quiet tone was worse than Isabelle's snapping or Alec's anger. "Have you had dealings with demons, little girl? Walked with warlocks, talked with the Night Children? Have you—"

"My name is not 'little girl,'" Clary interrupted. "And I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Clary, just stop talking to them" Jonathan muttered to her.

"Clary? Jonathan?" Simon had entered the storage room with a bouncer by his side. "Why are you in here by yourselves? What happened to the guys—you know, the ones with the knives?"

Jonathan frowned and looked behind him at the three teens with weapons. Simon couldn't see them? Interesting.

"I thought they went in here. I must have imagined it. I'm sorry. It was my mistake" Clary said.

The bouncer walked away, annoyed.

"Come on, you two. We should get going" Simon said, confused and worried for his friend.

Clary nodded and walked out of the storage room.

"Jonathan?" Simon questioned.

Jonathan glanced behind him before walking out of the storage room.

As they walked out of the Pandemonium, Simon said. "I don't believe those guys with the knives just disappeared."

Clary sighed. "Maybe there weren't any guys with knives, Simon. Maybe I just imagined the whole thing."

"No way. I saw your face when I came into that storage room. You looked seriously freaked out, like you'd seen a ghost." He looked at Jonathan. "And you. You looked furious and paler than usual"

Jonathan sighed. "Drop it, Lewis."

Simon glanced over at Jonathan and nodded. Part of Simon was scared to get on Jonathan's bad side, even though they were friends. A taxi stopped, and the three got in, before being driven to their apartments.

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