What if Jace and Clary were both childhood Shadowhunter friends? And Simon is just a scary stalker who is deeply in love with Clary. Simon is just a mundane who has fallen in love with a wrong person. He just a step away from knowing the Shadow World. Can Jace contain his jealousy? This is another version of City of Bones series.
Disclaimer: This entire characters and the world belongs to Cassandra Clare!
"You've got to be kidding me." Jace said not even trying to hide his sarcasm. He was wearing a black leather jacket over his grey shirt with his all-too familiar black jeans. All of this has now became his Shadowhunter outfit. Clary wondered if she'd ever seen Jace out of his usual black outfit. "You can't be serious! Our first mission EVER is given tomorrow and this is how we celebrate it?" Jace continued to grumble. Thank the angels for the glamour, Clary thought as she walked beside Jace in silence or else the . As much as she was excited to get their first mission, she was constantly annoyed at Jace for ruining their last normal teenager-y night. So she was glad when Isabelle finally told Jace, "By the angels Jace! Can't you shut up for a second! This is our last night to actually have fun like a normal mundanes!" "Normal?" Jace snorted, "When were we ever normal Isabelle? We are in glamours right now. Is this normal?" But thankfully, Jace shut his mouth.
Once they got to the club, called Pandemonium club. They undid their glamours. There was no point being in glamours if they were going to be in glamours allowing the mundanes to bump in to invisible figures. That would cause chaos. Clary was worried for a moment about her over protective mother. Jocelyn always worried about her shadowhunter life after her father, Valentine died. Clary pushed the thought out of the way as Jace grabbed Clary's hand. This, was also familiar. They always held hands. After all, they were best friends for life. No matter how closed or mean Jace was, he was always open or nice to Clary. Jace looked excited, he was smiling.
Clary started to dance with Jace. She was having so much fun until someone...something. Clary felt something urge to take out her seraph blade. Even though the boy was all-too-ordinary, She knew this feeling anywhere... "Demons" Jace breathed. "I'm guessing party's over? Clary did you bring your weapon?" "Why would I bring a weapon into a club?" Clary shot at Jace. But Jace continued, "Is it in your jacket?" "Yes" Clary quietly replied. "That's my girl." Jace smiled as they-Clary, Jace, Isabelle, Alec-all took their weapons out. Then they slowly followed that all-too-ordinary guy.
Jace's left hand was empty so Clary reached up to grab it. Once she grabbed his hand, she realised that it wasn't Jace's hand. It was some nerdy looking mundane's hand. "Oh, sorry." Clary quickly turned away. After all, she was all armed with weapons. But the boy cried, "Hi, my name is Lewis, Simon Lewis." Clary knew that the boy-named Simon-was flirting with her a little. Since she was aware of Jace's gaze, she quickly said, "Clary, Clary Fray. Sorry, I really have to go." Then she turned but Simon grabbed her wrists and wouldn't let go. Oh, what was she going to do? Oh yes, number. Clary quickly scribbled the institute's official phone which was the only number she could think of other than Jace's. She threw the number at Simon. "Here." Then she quickly ran towards Jace and grabbed his hands.
"Who in the name of angel was THAT?" Jace asked. "Mundane?" "Yeah, Jace. He is so annoying. Does all mundanes flirt with every girl they meet? By the angels, I need to find a boyfriend fast." Jace smiled, "Oh you just might." Then he walked away towards Izzy and Alec who were investigating the Demon. What was his deal? Clary thought as she started to jog to catch up.
Oh this is going to be fun.