Unhappily, this belongs to Cassandra Clare, not me... (tears...so sad)
"Allecc!!" Isabelle whined for the hundedth time that hour. "When is Jace coming!?"
Alec grumbled. He'd been sorting through his piles of Shadowhunter gear when Isabelle started up. I wonder if she's finally made
it into the World's Most Whiniest Alec thought to himself, clearly happy if they did.
"Alec!" Izzy screamed again, not entirely happy that he wasn't paying any attention to her. "Where Is Jace."
"Why do you want him?" Alec asked, facing his little dear Ms. Petulant Whiney McAnnoying.
"Because Jace always-" Isabelle never had a chance to finish because just then, Jace and Clary walked in, hands interlocked.
"Jace always what?" he asked.
"Jace!" Isabelle yelped happily, rushing to give him a hug. "It's been what-yeaarrs since I have seen you!" Isabelle immediately
started into a long reverie of all the things he and Clary missed.
Jace pushed her gently away, laughing. "It's only been a couple days."
Izzy glared at him, "Well, it felt like years. You should be happy I missed you, not like that old dog we've got lying around the
house all day dreaming about Magnus."
Alec's cheeks flared. "I do not, dream about him I mean. But whatever. What took you so long? You were supposed to be at
the Institute five hours ago."
Clary cut in before Jace could make up a lie. "Apparently, Mr. Invincible took an hour long to kill some Demon outside."
Jace scowled at her, but shrugged, "It was big. I have no idea what kind of Demon it was."
"Oh my! For all to hear, Jace The Greatest Shadowhunter That Ever Lived has taken an hour long to kill a Demon that usually
takes him two minutes to destroy!" Alec mocked him, but barely succeded in holding the sarcasm.
"Oh yeah?" Jace challenged, "I want to see you kill a Demon in two minutes. Yeah right, you'll probably be too busy trying to
save your little Warlock so he doesn't get his glitter unporportioned."
Alec flushed, "Magnus can take care of himself, and he's not my warlock just so you know, he doesn't belong to me."
Isabelle laughed. "But you date him don't you? There's some claim there brother, for your information."
"Whatever" Alec said, "Are you sure you killed it properly? Is it really dead?"
Jace, now sitting down on the recliner with his feet hung up answered in a bored tone "Yup, made sure. Checked
twice. I'm sure it's dead." All of a sudden, the Institute shook. It rattled so hard some of the paintings on the walls fell off. Clary,
Jace, Isabelle and Alec wobbled unsteadily as the tremmor increased, as if something were moving closer.
"What the-" But Alec never got to finish. The doors to room they were in bursted in, and there came a gigantic demon.
It was a sight. Thick, blackish ooze was dripping from all sides. It's eyes were plack pits nested unsteadily between all
the muss and slime that covered it.
"Oh Shit!" Jace yelled. "It's Back!"