Prologue
The blue light illuminated the small space of Pandemonium club where Clary and Alexandra went with Simon. Everywhere, Alex could see a very weird symbol, the symbol of the rune she used to draw every time. Clary in one minute poked at her sister's arm, seeing the situation in front of her. Some evil eyes have been looking at her, she seen a dark hair boy, muscular looking at her.
"I shouldn't have come here." Clary whispered.
Alexandra shrugged off the weird feeling and grinned at Clary, dragging her onto the dance floor.
"We came here to relax. So come on." Clary rolled her eyes at her older sister but grinned. Within a few minutes, Clary was relaxed, Alexandra and Clary had a good time. Clary seen the way the guys have been looking as Alexandra moved. She definitely drawn attention with her slim figure, green eyes, long hair, and her full lips.
When the song changed, Alexandra and Clary returned to Simon and Clary than sighed, "I will just go outside and take in the fresh air, okay? Will you be okay?" Clary asked.
"Of course I would be." After Clary left, Alexandra looked at the situation in front of her. A girl walked towards the muscular dark haired boy, the girl had a beautiful gown tied into her hair, her blue eyes, half-lidded opened, scanned the boy. She ran a hand down his arm, while in another she held something that looked like a knife.
She was smirking at him as she opened a bit of the dress, the muscular boy growled and showed her hard, she smirked and swung her head and the whip wrapped around his neck he fell down and she pulled him towards her with such force. Alexandra gasped, but she didn't let out any sound.
Then two boys appeared one with a bow and one with the blade, strangely made. Alexandra shuddered when he slayed the boy in a matter of seconds. Alexandra's eyes watched this with horror, she heard her sister screaming, but her attention was now at those golden eyes that have stared into hers.
Drawing her in, she felt as if time had stopped for her. Like everything disappeared, his eyes stared into hers. She tilted her head, and the moment was gone. His eyes still watched her, with much curiosity.
Than she said, "Let's go, Clary." Alexandra said.
"Alex, do you see what I had seen, right?" Clary stuttered.
"Yes, which is why you will listen to me." Alexandra said warningly to Clary. Redhead sighed and then left Alexandra.
Alexandra pursed her lips looking at the girl in the white dress, the brown haired boy, and a boy with golden eyes, before she sent them a last glance and walked out of the club.
Once they were out of the club, Alex swore she would never step her foot in that club ever again. Clary clutched for Alexandra like for dear life, and Alexandra could feel the fear in herself.
"Alex, would you believe me if I told you that I seen three silhouettes killing that boy, right?" Clary asked looking really pale, Simon raised an eyebrow over his glasses.
"I haven't seen anything. Are you sure you had seen it?" Simon asked Alexandra who nodded.
"But, none of us should mention what happened, or our mother will flip, and I really don't want to go to that Bane guy. He is weird." Alexandra made grimace.
"I agree." Clary said. "He has a weird sense of clothing." Alexandra eyed her and then she laughed out loudly while they were waiting for the cab.
"Simon, take Clary to the house, if mom asks where I am tell her I need time alone." Alexandra said, Simon was hesitant but he sighed.
"She will kill me, Alex, but fine." Alexandra seen them walking to the cab. She turned around and walked towards the Central Park and she then felt something burning into her hand. She hissed holding her forearm.
She took a deep breath as she pulled her sleeve and to relieve the symbol she was drawing over the years. She didn't know what was happening, but she had some weird feeling in her stomach.
She looked up at the storm, dark sky. She took a deep breath and felt someone watching her, she turned around on her hill to see again those pair of golden eyes, and that girl and that other boy.
Were they after her? What did she do wrong?
Than her phone vibrated, she picked it up. "Yes?"
"Alexandra!" She heard her mom's voice talking through the noise. She heard a male's voice that screamed at Jocelyn to open the door. Shiver ran down her spine.
"Mom! What happened? Who is there? Tell me!" Alexandra demanded.
"Alex, listen to me. Go find Clary and Simon and ran as far as you can. Do not talk to anyone, but don't come close to house! Do you understand me." Jocelyn growled into the phone.
"Yes, but mom-"
"Alexandra Fairchild do as I tell you!" Alexandra looked at the phone without thinking she took off running away from Central park towards Manhattan, pushing through the crowds of people not caring what they would probably say. She even avoided the burning sensation in her hand.
As soon as she arrived there, she seen Clary. "We must go, Clary. Someone is in the house." Alexandra said.
"I thought you were with Simon?" Alex raised an eyebrow.
"I sent him home, I realized something was up so I decided to come back home." Clary said.
"Clary, we can't stay here. Mom said we need to take Simon with us and to go as far as we can." Alex said softly.
"No! We are not going without her." And with that Clary walked in the house and Alexandra growled. Simon looked at Alexandra and sighed.
"She never listens." Alex huffed.
Alex's sense that something was wrong, grew even much bigger as much steps as she took. She opened the door. The lights were on, lamps were scattered around. The phone receiver was forcefully pulled out of wall. The kitchen was a real mess: half of the wall had fallen down on the stove, the place where they kept food was demolished.
"Stay close to me, Clary. I have a bad feeling "Alex whispered.
"What happened in here?" Clary whispered.
There was no reply. She went into the living room. Both windows were open, yards of white curtains blowing in the breeze like restless ghosts. Only when the wind dropped and the curtains settled did Clary and Alex see that the cushions had been ripped from the sofa and scattered around the room. Some were torn lengthwise, cotton innards spilling onto the floor.
The bookshelves had been tipped over, their contents scattered. The piano bench lay on its side, gaping open like a wound, Jocelyn's beloved music books spewing out.
The most terrifying were the paintings. Every single one had been cut from its frame and ripped into strips, which were scattered across the floor. It must have been done with a knife, canvases were almost impossible to tear with your bare hands. The empty frames looked like bones.
"Mom!" Clary screamed, her small body trembling against Alex.
Silence answered her, then suddenly, a noise sounded through the apartment, raising the short hairs along the nape of her neck, like something being knocked over, a heavy object striking the floor with a dull thud. The thud was followed by a dragging, slithering noise and it was coming toward the bedroom. Stomach contracting in terror, the two of them scrambled to their feet and turned around slowly.
Then, on Alex's horror, she seen an unnatural thing. It began to slither slowly down the wall. Alex was frozen for a slight moment, but not enough so that her brain would freeze, both her and Clary looked at each other.
"Go into the kitchen, turn on the stove. Just do it!" Alex hissed at the corner of her eyes. The thing was on it's feet now, crawling slowly towards her while she pushed Clary towards the kitchen. Backing a way, she held eye contact with the creature, then the drawer opened to relieve blades strangely made like the one that the boy was holding.
She licked her lips and took the blade without thinking clutching it tightly to her chest. The creature hurled towards Alex, attacking her, then she heard a voice. She snatched her hand and realized that the thing hurt her. She hissed in pain falling on her knees.
Use the blade, get up and fight.
With a growl, Alex pushed off the thing from her, it hit right into the wall, the action cause the thing to get angry even more and it slowly curled into a small ball before it launch itself towards her face she pushed him right towards the kitchen where Clary was, landing right on top of the stove that Clary turned on.
Before it exploded, Alex slayed its throat with the blade. She grabbed Clary and jumped into her room taking a deep breath. Her hand was still burning, her body felt like jell-o, but she made herself to move. She felt dizzy, and she slowly crawled hearing footsteps. She was ready to attack when she seen the same people from the club.
" Ravenor demon." The girl said with a sneer. The boy with golden eyes finally pulled down his hood and narrowed his eyes at Alex who still held onto the blade.
"How did you killed it?" The girl asked, Alex was quicker and pointed the sword at her and growled.
"Isn't too god damn obvious. With the sword that I found in my mom's drawer." Alex responded harshly.
"You are in my house, therefore we should ask YOU some questions." Clary snapped at them
On other hand, blonde haired boy looked at Alex amused but it looked like he tried to hide it. Clary seen that Alex fell on her knees suddenly and collapsed onto the floor she looked up at the ceiling, her whole world spinning around, she looked at the boy half lidded, before she glanced pulling out a small thing and drawn something on her arm before she closed her eyes.
That's when her life changed forever.