Clary woke up at the normal time.
Sunlight shone though her curtains, and the hum of traffic filled the air.
She lay and stared at the ceiling for a minute, playing with the ends of her red hair, before stretching and sitting up.
Goosebumps rallied up the pale skin of her arms, left bare by her tank top, and Clary rubbed them away, frowning as she surveyed the open window.
Swinging her feet off the bed, she walked across the wooden floorboards and pulled the window shut, locking it.
Stretching again, she turned around and froze.
Clary was a proud otaku, and owned a tonne of manga and anime posters. Some examples included: Bleach (Ichigo looking badass with his zanpakuto), Full Metal Alchemist (the title and logo, Simon got the last one with the characters), Attack on Titan/Shingeki no Kyojin (split view of Eren and Eren's Titan) and Death Note (the title and all the characters arranged under it).
Currently, she was staring at a poster from Blue Exorcist, which displayed the cram school students.
Except two were missing, and a True Cross pin was lying on the floor just by her foot.
Numbly, she picked up the object and rolled it between her fingers.
Real metal.
Her fingers shook a little as she picked up her phone and dialled a familiar number.
The other person picked up.
"Clary? What is it?"
"Simon, we have a problem."
"On a scale of Coal Tar to live-action adaption, where does this problem fall?"
"Slightly above live-action."
"I'll be there in ten minutes."