Clary was the golden girl. She was the Shadowhunter at pandemonium and Jace was just a mundie until that night. And Alec fell in love with Clary, never Jace. Clary is a total badass and kills demons like flies, she is also the flawless and fearless and a striking red head, it's not curly it's really strait. Read on, and review! :)

Disclaimer: I sadly do not own anything but the sort of plot, the characters are amazing but they belong to Cassandra Clare :(

CPOV

It was another night killing a demon at the mundane and Downworlder club, Pandemonium. My emerald green eyes lazily looked over the brightly lit club, dancing, music, and a Asian couple passionately making out in the corner there hair extensions tangled. I rolled my eyes and smoothed down my stick-strait hair. I looked down at my marks they twined my arms and legs, to mundane they were imperfections to Shadowhunters they were badges of honor.

There was an extremely good looking boy in the corner, a mundane. Disgusting. He made eye-contact with me and my breathe hitched in my throat while from the corner of my eye I saw Isabelle flirting with the demon, playing the part of a human. My heart accelerated and my heart went a million miles an hour, I threw a hard glamour up and he seemed to squint and turn away shaking his head. I relaxed and went back to listening to the trance music floating around the air. I had never particularly enjoyed it, but Isabelle beckoned Alec and me over in a special way. It was time to shed some soulless-blood.

Isabelle's whip curled glittering dropping the piece of garbage down to the ground where I stuck my knees on the demons rib cage, and put my seraph blade up to his neck. Then all of the sudden.

"Wait stop, you can't just kill and innocent person." The blonde boy shouted while looking at me, my eyes raked over the young man he was gorgeous and he could see us. He had golden eyes the color I often painted as the sun. His hair was a blonde that could only be natural it looked out at the ends. He was amazingly handsome.

"You're right Mundane we can't kill people, but this is not a person. This is a demo-"

"Clary, stop!" Isabelle cut me off "He's a mundie, just kill it and let's go."

I rolled my eyes, "He can see us Izzie, we have to bring him to the institute, Hodge will be curious."

"Of course I can see you, I am not blind you know!" he said in a sweet husky voice

"Oh yes you are, you just don't know it."

You can't kill that pers-" he tried to say but the demon flipped me over onto my back but I reacted quickly shoving my booted foot into his back, I heard bones snap and I turned him over and stuck my seraph up his ribcage his gagged but grew smaller until he went back to his hellish dimension.

"What the hell? Where did he go? Why did you kill him." He cried, his eyes flashing, he intrigued me I couldn't deny that.

"It was a demon, just in the form of a human. But he went home to hell where he belongs, now skedaddle. We Shadowhunters have things to do."

"You just committed a murder and you expect me to skedaddle? Who need to be checked into a mental hospital." He told me with his golden eyes narrowed.

I smiled and my voice dripped with acid, "As I said, we are Shadowhunters and we have things to do."

And I walked out of the club and out of his line of sight leaving him baffled and insulted.

JPOV

I had always loved the way Pandemonium felt. With its colorful lights, dancing people, and the adventurous atmosphere. There was something that pulled me in with its smoky rooms and disorienting trance music. My best friend Simon never really liked it here but I was beyond caring, there was the most beautiful girl in the whole entire world standing right there in front of me I took a step towards her but then she disappeared. I was sure I had seen angular cheek bones, rosy pale skin, and sharp unkind green eyes looking at me just five seconds ago. Her attire was all black with knee-high converse, skintight pants and shirt with silvery designs, but it was all black? Why would someone wear that it was well over 100 degrees with it being mid August and all.

She walked into a storage room with a young man, 17 or 18 protectively covering her, I just had to find her again at least find out her name.

The black haired girl I saw from my hiding spot was Isabelle she lashed out on the man with her glittering whip, and made him land strait on his back. The red haired beauty known as Clary jumped on him lethal and graceful as a cat and stuck her knife on his jugular.

I jumped out, "Wait stop, you can't just kill and innocent person." She was even prettier up close, there was no forgiveness in those emerald irises as she rolled them and didn't even spare me a second glance as she went on.

"You're right Mundane we can't kill people, but this is not a person. This is a demo-"

"Clary, stop!" Isabelle cut her off "He's a mundie, just kill it and let's go." It was obvious this wasn't a good thing by the way she said it as if were an insult.

She rolled her eyes for the second time, "He can see us Izzie, we have to bring him to the institute, Hodge will be curious."

"Of course I can see you, I am not blind you know!" I yelled back more huskily than I intended

"Oh yes you are, you just don't know it." She spat, but I shrugged it off. Beautiful people often thought they were better than us.

"You can't just kill that pers-" I tried to say but the demon flipped Clary over onto her back but she reacted quickly shoving her booted foot into his back, I heard bones snap and she turned him over and stuck that shark glowing blade up the demons ribcage it gagged but grew smaller until it just vanished.

I was shocked where it had gone, she had claw marks shooting sown from her temple to her chin but she seemed unaware. And yet from fighting with whatever that thing/person was her hair looked perfect, not frazzled or frizzy.

"What the hell? Where did he go? Why did you kill him?" I cried my eyes flashing with hatred.

"It was a demon, just in the form of a human. But he went home to hell where he belongs, now skedaddle. We Shadowhunters have things to do." Clary said examining the flawless nails on her left hand, and looked over at the dark haired handsome teen "Alec I need you to do an iratze on me, I think I have some blood loss."

"You just committed a murder and you expect me to skedaddle? Who need to be checked into a mental hospital." I told her my golden eyes narrowing,

She smiled and her voice dripped with acid, "As I said, we are Shadowhunters and we have things to do."

Before Alec left he glared at me and said, "I wouldn't tell anyone about this, not that anyone will believe you, anyway you are the only one who can see us." Isabelle giggled and they walked out leaving baffled and not quite sure as if I should be insulted or not.

I was going to find out what was wrong with those teenagers, especially what those odd black markings meant.

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