A short crossover of The Hunger Games and The Mortal Instruments.
I had to do this for a high school Writing class with limited time. Enjoy :)
Chapter 1: Snow
A tail whips past her face. An arm reaches out to grasp her throat. She ducks and dodges every attacking blow. This demon will never win. Katniss smiles as the distorted creature hurdles its body towards her. She simply avoids his erratic arms and stabs him with a seraph blade, the demon disappears. Gale and his younger brother Rory are sitting on the sidewalk chuckling.
Gale looks up at Katniss, "Well that took longer than it should have."
"Ha-ha. Shut up," Katniss says defensively. "And you have to admit it was fast."
"Sure, sure, It was fast. That's why you took longer than little Rory," Gale and Rory laugh again and this time Katniss begins to lighten up. They stand and all start walking down the sidewalk.
Katniss turns around to make eye contact with Gale while walking backwards, "Um, well you do know that since were parabatai, you should have had my back and helped me out. We would probably be home by now, too."
Gale rolls his eye, "Like you wouldn't have yelled at me for stealing your thunder."
"Never!"
BEEP. BEEP.
They all sprang into a defensive stance. The Sensor was wildly beeping and buzzing in Katniss's hand. The blissful adrenaline that flowed through her body moments ago came rushing back. They scan the area checking every dark alley and concealed corner. After a couple minutes Katniss and Gale hear snapping, "Guys, over here," Rory forcefully whispers.
The dark alley contained a miniscule amount of light at the end. The light illuminates the pure white fur of a creature. Its neck violently jerks back and forth as if it is eating. It's large body shudders as it growls and vibrates through it's scaly tail. Regardless of it's heavenly color, this creature is of the shadow world.
"Why is it white and fluffy? The demons I learn about are black and disgusting," Rory isn't the only confused one standing there.
"Let's find out," Katniss shifts her body as if to run down the alley. Gale immediately blocks her way with one lanky, strong arm. She tries to continue on, but he holds her back.
"You're not afraid, right?" Katniss challenges him.
"Of course I'm not afraid," Gale lets his arm fall. "I'm cautious, unlike you. We have never seen a thing like that before. I don't think we should disturb it right now."
Katniss turns to stand face to face with Gale, well, her face to his neck.
"Excuse me? We are here to protect this world from demons, all demons, it doesn't matter if we have never seen its kind before, we have a duty to exterminate all creatures of hell no matter the cost." She walks away and raises her bow while flicking two arrows out of her black leather quiver.
"We are Shadowhunters," she shoots the arrows directly into the white, furry demon's neck.
Whatever innocence was left of the creature dissipated when it whips its head to directly look at Katniss and shows the blood trailing from it's fangs down to its chin. The arrows didn't seem to affect it. The demon shifts to face them completely and Katniss reloads her bow as Gale and Rory pull out their seraph blades.
The demon begins to walks slowly at them with its large paws vibrating the ground. It has to make a journey from the end of the dark alley all the way to them, but his form changes as he makes his way to them.
Gale, Katniss, and Rory stand their ground. The white creature becomes a man. There is no screaming or twitching, he simply changes and becomes a pale man with white hair in white suit. The blood still rests upon his chin destroying the purity of his facade. He stops in the middle of the alley, about 100 feet from them. He pulls out the two arrows still implanted in his neck and drops them on the ground. No movement he makes is threatening, but the trained Shadowhunters never let their guard down.
He stares at them and quirks a half smile and his deep, slithering voice rings in their ears, "Tell everyone, the mortals will cease to exist, when Snow comes."
He disappears.
They stand there as still and panicked as a bunny being hunted by a coyote. Then they hear a moaning echoing from the deep, dark pit of the alley. Rory is the first to react. He runs down the alley, illuminating the space with his witchlight. Gale is next to react and jogs towards the sound. Katniss is last. "The mortals will cease to exist, the mortal will cease to exist, when Snow comes, Snow comes" rings through her head as she trails behind Gale.
At the end, Rory is kneeling next to a young man. His face is almost angelic, the blood loss had drained his face. His light blonde hair gives him a crown of gold. Then there is the blood pooling out of his thigh, which the demon decided to use as a chew toy.
"He's a shadowhunter," Rory states while picking up a seraph blade that he found next to the small man, which is odd for a shadowhunter.
"What's your name?" Katniss's loud steady voice questions him.
"Pee-ta Me-ahmm," the painful venom that is flooding his veins causes each defined muscle in his body to tense.
Katniss immediately takes out her stele, "Gale you're better at it, heal him."
"We can't. I can put a rune on him to slow the blood loss and reverse the effects of the venom, but he needs a real doctor." Gale rips open the front of Peeta's shirt and slowly draws the mark directly upon his heart.
"Fine. Peeta we are going to help you, just stay-oh," Peeta's eyes closed and his body went limp. "Come on guys."
Gale easily lifts Peeta up and they walk the distance to the Institute. You would think people would be staring at three armed teenagers, one carrying a bleeding man, walking down the sidewalk and through the Mall in the middle of Washington, DC. Shadowhunters don't have that problem, they marked themselves so they would be invisible to mundane eyes. They are unknown protectors that defend the clueless mundanes from the unknown demon that lurk within the shadows.
They barge into the Institute and run directly to the infirmary. Katniss's mother jumps as the door bangs open and Gale places Peeta on the nearest bed.
"Who is this? What's wrong?" Ms. Everdeen asked.
"He has lost a lot of blood. Just help him. We need him to live," the steely tone naturally flowed out of Katniss's mouth.
"Okay then," Ms. Everdeen's eyes intensified, the resemblance between her daughter and herself became obvious, "Rory, go get Prim. Gale, go find Haymitch and tell him everything that has just happened. Katniss, stay here and get me the antiseptic."