Hey! This is my first story on fanfiction, it is based on the Mortal Instruments series by Cassandra Clare. Please review cause i know i have made a heap of mistakes, just can't remember them all, but i can take harsh critism, so critise! I don't own any characters in this story, unless they are new. But i'm pretty sure Cassandra Clare owns them. Enjoy!
The door snapped shut behind me. This room was cold and wet with an awful smell. I could hear the creature crawling up behind me. I could smell its musty smell getting stronger as it neared me. I turned around to get out of the room to get Jace or Issy. But the door was no longer there. I tried to call out for help but no sound came out. I turned back around to see the monster facing me. It was one of the most handsome men I had ever seen. Its perfectly shaped face so close to mine, his brown eyes staring deeply at me, i wanted to kiss this thing, its perfect lips calling me towards them, But in a blink of an eye it turned it to an awful monster grabbed me and held me, its claws digging into my shoulders. I tried to break free from its hold, but I had no feeling at all. It whispered in my ear "He Will Return"
I sat upright in my bed, my head covered in sweat. I got up and tip toed past Izzy's bed to look out the window. I opened the blinds to see the sun slowly rising above the Northern Hills of Idris. I sighed slowly. This was our last few hours in Idris; I would miss it very much. I closed the blinds and walked past Izzy's bed. Her long black hair was covering her face and she was snoring and snuffling very loudly. I thought it was funny how she could fight of demons with a crack of a whip, and manage to look graceful doing it, but when sleeping, well she wasn't so good at that. I gave her a little poke and she moaned loudly. She rolled over to face me and opened her eyes sleepily. She saw me standing there and gave me a foul look. "Why did you wake me up so freaking early? I have a huge hangover!" She moaned.
"It is about 10. We need to be out of here by 12. And besides, it's your fault you've been going out every night and not getting home until early in the morning." I snapped back at her.
"Whatever, can you get me a coffee?" She asked "I have a killer headache"
"Yeah, I'll be back soon" I left the side of her bed and she buried her face back into her pillows. I walked quietly down the stairs trying to wake anyone up. I was hoping Jace would be downstairs so I could tell him about my dream. But instead I got Aline. Even though we agreed we would be friends, it was still very awkward between us. 'Good Morning Clary!" She smiled warmly at me.
"Morning" I said. "I'm just getting a coffee for Issy; you wouldn't have any stuff for headaches?" I asked.
"Oh sure" She reached into a cabinet and popped two pills out of a packet. "There you go, and the coffee is in that cupboard" She pointed to a cupboard in the corner.
"Thanks Aline" She smiled and yawned. "I think I might have a quick snooze" she said tiredly
"Alright, I'll see you later then" I waved. I walked back up the stairs with Izzy's things and bumped into Alec.
"Morning" I smiled. He had a comb and a toothbrush in his hand. He was wearing his usual faded jeans and a faded black tee with a few holes in it. His hair was ruffled from sleep and his eyes had dark circles around them.
"Good Morning Clary" He smiled "Are you ready to go back to New York?" He asked
"Yeah, I can't wait to get home. But I will miss Idris heaps"
"It's always hard leaving" He smiled a crooked smile. "Oh and Jace is in the room, if you want to see him." He said.
"Thanks" I said. I continued walking through the hall. I opened the door to our room, Issy was already up and packing her many clothes. "Hurry up Clary! We need to go in like an hour! Everyone is basically ready!" She snapped.
"What happened to your hangover?" I asked.
"Gone, I got Alec to put some marks on me, I'm all good now" She pointed to the small tattoo on her neck.
"I was going to go see Jace though." I said
"To late, he left about 3 minutes ago with Mom." She said, chucking piles of clothes into her second suitcase.
"Oh, why did he leave so early?" I asked as she walked into our bathroom to grab her toiletries.
"Beats Me" She called from the bathroom. I sighed and started to pack my clothes into my bag. I wondered why Jace hadn't said anything to me before he left. Jace and I had become official about 3 days ago and we have barely had time to be alone together. I was hoping we would have more privacy in New York.