Hey all, this is just a bit of a test thing, I've always been interested in Jace's perspective a bit more so this is going to be City of Bones from mainly his point of view, it may be a bit repetitive and I don't own anything to do with the books but I'm hoping it's still worth reading. Still unsure if I'm going to continue, so let me know :D
Lots of love!
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Jace leant against the cool walls of the Institute, patiently waiting with his best friend and non biological brother Alec.
His blonde hair hung in his eyes as he watched Alec pace back and forth stiffly.
"Isabelle, hurry up would you? By the time you're finished we'll have missed every demon in the place," Alec called irritably.
"Perfection takes time Alec," Isabella replied in the same tone as she swept out of the room, naturally looking sensational.
"She has a point Alec, and since she is the bait, she does need to look mouth watering good so we can lure the demons away."
"Thank you Jace," Isabella said with an 'I told you so' look at Alec.
"No one ever agrees with me," Alec grumbled as they headed out the door.
"That's because you make it too much fun to argue," Jace replied with a grin.
"Look at that, taxi's already waiting, this is going to be a good night," Isabelle noted. "Maybe I'll pick up."
"We are there on business Isabelle, not to find you potential hearts to break," Alec scolded.
Jace grinned broadly. "I have to actually agree with you on this one Alec, let's go kill some demons."
The taxi driver took off at high speed, weaving through the traffic carelessly, throwing the passengers in the back seat from side to side.
"That's if we even make it there," Alec muttered.
*
As they got into Pandemonium they headed straight for the bar, not because they intended on drinking although Jace was parched, but because the bad was up the stairs so they could scan the crowd thoroughly for demonic activity.
"I believe you're being checked out," Jace noted to Alec as a tall red head was swaying and eyeing Alec off.
Alec blushed and tried to reply but just stuttered on all his words.
"Bingo," Isabelle said. "Pretty boy in the corner, blue hair, red jacket, eyes searching the crowd for dinner."
Jace followed her eyes and noticed the demon immediately, and sure enough there were plenty of willing victims, circling him like he was their prey, when the reality of the situation was they were all in danger of deaths vicious claws.
"Go do your thing," Jace instructed.
"Don't get distracted this time either," Alec added.
Isabella scoffed. "Please, that was one time and we still got the demon and I got a number, everyone won."
Jace smirked at the look of exasperation on Alec's face, although they looked very similar, they couldn't be any more different.
They watched together as Isabelle broke through the mass of bodies bumping and grinding against each other and locked her eyes on her prize. As soon as the demon saw her heading his way Jace saw the demon lick his lips and his eyes flash electric green.
Gotcha Jace thought as he watched the demon eagerly follow Isabella away from the crowd.
"Let's go have some fun," He said to Alec, striding away to follow them.
"This isn't fun," Alec sighed.
"Sure it is," Jace replied, as they got closer to the door. "Who needs gym or team sports when we have this?"
Jace smiled brighter as he heard Alec sigh again, Alec didn't realize that he was one of the reasons it was so fun for Jace.
*
"So," Jace finally said, hands in his pockets. "You never told me if there are any of your kind with you."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"He means other demons; you do know what a demon is don't you?" Alec drawled.
The demon turned his face away, his mouth working, no doubt trying to imagine gnawing into the shadowhunters bones.
"Demons," Jace said, drawing the word in the air. "Religiouslessly defined at hell's denizens, the servants of Satan, but understood here, for the purposes of the Clave, to be any malevolent spirit whose origin is outside our own home dimension-"
"That's enough Jace," Isabella said sharply.
"Isabelle's right," Alec agreed. "Nobody here needs a lesson in semantic – or demonology."
Jace smiled fiercely at the demon and was rewarded with a look of terror. "Isabelle and Alec think I talk too much, do you think I talk too much?"
The demon didn't reply, his mouth was still working furiously. "I could give you information, I know where Valentine is."
Jace glanced back at Alec, showing the first signs of uncertainty. They had been hearing about Valentine a lot lately, this couldn't be true right? Alec shrugged and Jace shook the thoughts away. "Valentines in the ground, this thing is just toying with us."
Isabelle tossed her hair over her shoulder, clearly bored now. "Kill it Jace, it's not going to tell us anything."
Jace raised his stele, adrenaline kicking into his body again; he was going to enjoy this. This bastard was going right back to where he belonged.
The demon gasped. "Valentine is back! All the Infernal Worlds know it- I know it- I can tell you where he is-"
Rage slammed into Jace's body, he was sick of these bullshit mind games these demons insisted on playing, on how none of them ever died with honour, proof that they were not worthy of this world. "By the Angel, every time we capture one of you bastards, you claim you know where Valentine is. Well, we know where he is too. He's in hell and you-" Jace twisted the stele in his grasp so that he had more control. "You can join him there."
A very feminine, very firm voice stopped Jace in his tracks. "Stop! You can't do this!"
Jace whirled around and his stele flew from his hand, clattering on the floor, the only sound in the stunned silence of all four people, well three people one demon in the room.
"What's this?" Alec demanded, always the one to take control of the situation.
"It's a girl," Jace answered, regaining some of his composure, arrogance returning. "Surely you've seen a girl before, Alec. Your sister Isabelle is one."
He took a step closer to the girl, and with each step he took, his heart began to feel closer and then he was walking without even realizing it, being drawn towards her, trying to drink in all her features, trying to figure out just what the hell she was and what kind of spell she'd put on him. The tiny red head stared back defiantly, and he sensed no demon in her. She was human and she was something special.
"A mundie girl," he said quietly. "And she can see us."
"Of course I can see you," the fiery girl snapped. "I'm not blind you know."
"Oh, but you are," Jace said as he retrieved his stele. "You just don't know it, you'd better get out of here if you know what's good for you."
"I'm not going anywhere," she said firmly and Jace's respect grew for her bravery. "If I do, you'll kill him."
"That's true," Jace admitted absent minded twirling his stele around his fingers. "What do you care if I kill him or not?"
With a jolt Jace he realized he cared what this strange girl thought, and that he felt a strong urge to protect her, to always keep her safe.
For their next bits of conversation Jace was only half aware of everything going around him, all he could do was stare at this tiny Mundie girl and try to figure out just what the hell was going on with him and what the hell was going on with her that could allow her to see them. He paid for his lack of attention as the demon burst from his bindings and threw himself on Jace, clawing at him with his now razor sharp talons as Isabelle and Alec tried to pry the monster off. With their help he managed to retrieve his stele and plunge it deep inside the demons chest, pulling away in disgust a black liquid exploded all around the hilt.
"So be it, the Forsaken will take you all."
Jace snarled. Always with the dramatic demons were, they probably spent their free time watching pathetic Mundie soaps and found their over the top speeches relatable.
Alec snapped into action as Isabelle blocked the exit for the mundie girl, flicking her whip around her wrist and pulling tight.
"Stupid little mundie," Isabella hissed. "You could have gotten Jace killed."
"He's crazy," the girl said as she attempted and failed to pull her wrist back. "You're all crazy. What do you think you are, Vigilante killers? The police-"
"The police aren't usually interested unless you can produce a body," Jace cut in, cradling his sore and bleeding arm. He moved lithely across the room toward Clary with Alec not far behind, scowl in place.
He watched her intently, picking up on her pretty eyes scanning the floor where the demon was which was now completely bare, no blood in sight, nor a body.
"They return to their home dimensions when they die," Jace explained, wanting to give this mere human some kind of information, some kind of entrance into their world, so that he wouldn't have to send her away.
"Jace," Alec hissed, anger colouring his tone. "Be careful."
Tearing his eyes away from the red head he turned to Alec. "She can already see us Alec, she already knows too much."
"So what do you want me to do with her?" Isabelle demanded and Jace's insides went cold, reading behind the lines at what she was asking him. Did he want the girl to be disposed of? To keep their secret completely safe. Jace almost threw himself in front of the fairy sized girl to keep her away from his friends, his family, which was ridiculous, who was she to him? Nothing.
Even to himself the statement seemed empty.
"Let her go," Jace finally said quietly. Isabelle snapped a dark, surprised look at Jace but obliged, retracting her whip. The mundie girl rubbed her raw wrists and looked around the room with speculative eyes, searching for a way out Jace realized.
"Maybe we should bring her back with us," Alec said grudgingly. "I'm sure Hodge would like to talk to her."
The offer was so tempting Jace forced himself to keep him mouth locked tight.
"No way are we bringing her to the Institute, she's a mundie," Isabelle replied in horror.
Jace stared at the bright, intelligent eyes, the defensive stance and confident air of the girl. "Or is she? Have you had dealings with demons little girl? Walked with warlocks, talked with the Night Children? Have you-?"
"My name is not 'little girl,'" she interrupted irritably. "And I have no idea what you're talking about. I don't believe in demons or whatever you-"
"Clary?" a teenage mundie boy interrupted her and for the first time her brave front slipped and whirled around. The teenage mundie was nothing special, but he was looking at the girl Clary as if she was, and jealousy reared its ugly head in Jace's chest.
There were two burly security guards with him, eyeing Clary up.
"Are you ok?" he peered through the door to what appeared to him as an empty room. "Why are you in here by yourself? What happened to the guys – you know the ones with the knives?"
Clary stared at the boy as if he was speaking a foreign language and then turned behind her, where the three shadowhunters stood. Jace grinned at the girl, and felt confident she wasn't going to do anything stupid, he gave her a shrug with a grin, trying to convey that he was sorry she was looking like an idiot, but he had tried to tell her.
Clary sighed. "I thought they went in her, but I guess they didn't. I'm sorry, it was a mistake."
*
"We should tell Hodge about the warning the demon gave us," Alec said on the way home. "That's the fifth one in three nights now; it seems strange that they would keep bringing it up."
Jace was still bouncing, filled with an incredible high from being so close to the stranger girl, Clary. "They're just trying to play mind games, we need to tell him about the girl, and how amazing is it that she can see us? She must have some connection to us; we'll have to bring her back. I'll go looking for her tomorrow."
Isabella raised an eyebrow. "You won't know where to find her."
Jace shrugged. "I'll just keep looking until I do."
"Why bother?" Alec asked bitterly. "She's nothing special."
"Are you kidding?" Jace asked. "Couldn't you feel it? There is something about her, and how brave she was trying to come in and save the big bad demon from us, there is no way she's just some normal mundie."
Alec and Isabella stared at him, mouths slightly agape.
"And how about how she accepted everything so quickly? Most mundies would run off screaming. Amazing."
"I wasn't impressed," Isabelle said silkily.
Jace grinned. "You're just jealous you might have competition, if she joins us you won't be the only beautiful girl anymore."
Alec actually nearly tripped over his feet and mouthed to Isabella. Beautiful?
Isabella just shrugged and Jace continued on with a bounce in his step. Yes, she was beautiful and she was important, he didn't know why, be he had to see her again, he was not going to sleep until Hodge agreed to let him bring her back, not Alec, nor Isabelle, him. He wanted to be the one to find her, to look after her, to ease her into this world, because that's where she belonged, not with that love sick mundie, with him.