HI GUYS! so this fanfiction was originally written by ashcator2002 but I adopted it. I made a couple changes and this is what I came up with! hope you like it! (Original title is Life is my new sea-cret)
(Clary's POV)
Clary sat on her bed mindlessly sketching, she wasn't really paying attention to it. Just letting the pencil roam freely around the paper. When she finally snapped out of her thoughts she realized she had drawn a trident, that seemed to be glowing a sea green. She blinked and shook her head then looked at the paper again, and the glowing stopped. Clary figured it was her imagination. Clary flipped to a new page and stared at it. Somehow the trident was stuck in her mind. Clary closed the sketchbook and suddenly realized how tired she was.
Just as she laid down, Isabelle burst through her door. So much for a nap she thought. Izzy yanked off her blanket just as Clary was going to pretend she was asleep. "What is so important that you need to disturb my much needed sleep!" she moaned. "Come on we are going to Pandemonium for fun. Alec, Simon, Magnus, and Jace are already there. You're coming to." After a couple seconds she added, "And no you do not get a say in this."
Isabelle dragged Clary to her room, LITERALLY after she had refused to move, and plopped her in a chair in front of a vanity. She went in her walk-in closet and pulled out a tight black dress with a black lace top, and a flowy satin skirt that reached her mid-thighs. "Perfect" Isabelle squealed. Isabelle shoved her into the bathroom and instructed her to put it on. Clary changed into the dress and walked out to see Izzy pull out a bronze bracelet, much like the one she was already wearing and a pair of leather wedge boots that reached her ankles. SHe handed both of the items to Clary and walked back into her closet to find a dress for herself. Clary put on the bracelet and stared at the wedges. Great, more heels and here I was thinking I would get a chance to go with flats. At least they are the only pair of heels I can actually walk in Clary thought. She slipped them on and tried to walk back to the chair, and yelped after a couple steps when she tripped and grabbed the vanity for support. Scratch that, I cannot walk in heels at all. Isabelle then came out and put all her stuff on the bed. She walked over to Clary and did a simple smokey-eye and red lip on her. She the went on to tame the monstrous demon itself known as Clary's hair. She pulled out her straightener and straighten her hair till it was like a pin. "All done!" Izzy squealed. CLary looked in a full mirror and saw a beautiful women staring back at her. "WOW, I look amazing. Thanks Iz" she said her voice barely audible. IZzy smiled and grabbed her stuff and went into the bathroom.
When she came out she wore a midnight blue strapless dress that reached her mid-thighs, and knee-high 6-inch stiletto boots. She also had a smokey-eye and nude pink lips and her hair was curled in perfect elegant curls. She looked drop-dead gorgeous. "Let's go!" she said enthusiastically. On the way out of Izzy's room, they grabbed their phones, a stele, and a few seraph blades, then portaled to the Pandemonium. They got to the door and the bouncer let them through, ignoring the protests of the mundanes waiting in line. They entered the mass of grinding bodies and made their way to the bar where they sat down on the stools. Clary greeted Magnus, Alec and Simon but she couldn't find Jace. Clary caught a flash of familiar blond hair, she excused herself from her friends to go find where her Goldilocks went. She walked around the crowds and followed him. Clary soon found him but, immediately wished she hadn't.
He was standing in a corner locking lips with a slutty brunette. Anyone that would have seen Clary at that moment would have sworn her eyes turned to flames. Clary stalked up to Jace and tapped on his shoulder, as soon as he turned around Clary punched him right in the nose, he shouted bloody murder and finally caught sight of her, his once heart melting gold eyes met hers full of shock and guilt. " Jacey come on ignore this little bitch" the brunette complained. Clary turned on her and slapped the brunette hard. " Listen you little slut, you don't come into my life, make- out with MY boyfriend, call me a bitch and think you are going to get away with it, no. Go to hell!" Clary shouted. "Clary! I can explain it .. it isn- " Jace stuttered. Clary cut him off already annoyed by the lie she knew he would come up with. " One question Jace and that is it, how long?" Jace looked away shamefully and whispered "two months". Clary let out a humorless laugh. She then said the three words she never thought she would say. "WE are through." With that she stalked out of the club.
As soon as Clary got outside, she ran. Not caring where she was going or how long, she just ran. Yet she didn't shed a single tear, internally she was drowning in her tears, but externally her face was drier than the Sahara desert. After what seemed like running for hours she heard a low growl, she whirled around and grabbed one of her seraph blades. "Gabriel" she whispered and the blade came to life. She came face to face with a weird looking demon. It had 3 heads one lion. one snake, and one goat head, it had the forelegs of a lion and hind legs of a goat, with a long snake tail. The demon charged but Clary dodged and swung her blade into it's side, the demon roared in rage and whirled around to meet her again. It charged again but this time Clary wasn't fast enough to dodge and it caught hold of her arm with its claws, drawing blood. She screamed in pain, and swung blindly sinking her blade into something soft. The demon bellowed out in pain. Then the beast caught hold of Clary's arm a swung her into the wall of an ally. That's going to leave a mark in the morning, humph if I live that long, she thought. That was her last full thought before she crumpled to the ground and was cut badly by the broken glass littering the ground.
Clary lay there motionless eyes closed awaiting her fate, but it never came. She slowly opened her eyes to see a boy and a girl fighting the demon off. The boy was dark haired and was muscular, and he seemed to know what he was doing while he was fighting. While the girl had blonde hair and seemed to be strategizing her moves. The boy stabbed a bronze sword into the demon's chest and it burst into gold dust. WAIT! GOLD DUST, HOLY CANNOLI, DEMONS DO NOT BURST INTO GOLD DUST, yeah sure black dust or black ichor, BUT NOT GOLD DUST! The boy and girl came running to her, and the last thing she saw before the darkness swallowed her was sea green eyes, much like her own, and stormy grey eyes.