Hi! This isn't my first fanfic, but it is the first one I'll be continuing...well, and it's my second fanfic.
I can't say how many chapters there'll be exactly, but there'll be A LOT. Hopefully.
Disclaimer: Obviously, I don't own MI or any of it's contents/characters/etc.
If any of the characters seem out of their personality or usual acting, please, please let me know!
This takes place when the characters are around 21 years old. CoLS or CoFA never happened. Sorry this is really short, it's more like...a prologue. Clary will start to realize somethings wrong with her in the first chapter. I'll update this every Saturday, and sometimes two chapters in a week or something.
Clary sat upright with a jolt of surprise, eyes skimming her surroundings drowsily before relaxing back onto the bed. Of course, how could she forget? Clary had spent the night at the Institute, and much to her annoyance and unfortune, she forgot to inform her mother of her plans for the night. She's going to be pissed. Clary thought with a sigh, but rolled over onto her side and snuggled into the sleeping, handsome form of Jace beside her. She had stayed the night in Jace's room, to no one's surprise. As always, his room was neat and tidy without any touch of disturbance anywhere besides the bed. Last night, Jace, as well as Isabelle and Alec, had the night off from hunting down demons. Jace and Clary had taken the chance and had a passion-filled night- not their first. "Jace." Clary whispered, yelping in surprise as he stirred slightly and wrapped her in his arms, pulling her to his chest. Clary's cheeks turned red as she just remembered they were still both bare. Slowly, she gently tugged on his right arm to free herself from his embrace. It didn't work, and instead, he tightened his grip on Clary and murmured something unintelligible in his slumber. Clary bit her lower lip and stared at teh golden haired boy, just realizing how angelic and peaceful he was while asleep. The blanket was covering them both up to their necks and Jace's curly golden hair was messy and slightly knotted, his angular face smooth. Clary didn't want to disturb him, but they had to get up soon.
"Jace, wake up." She murmured a bit louder, prodding his shoulder. Suddenly, Jace's eyes snapped open and widened, but then he smirked and nuzzled his face into the crook of Clary's neck. "Morning, Sleeping Beauty." Jace mumbled into the crook of her neck, making Clary shiver. Jace pulled back to look at her and Clary flashed a grin, mesmerized by his bright, illuminated gold eyes. "Morning, handsome. Let go of me before you suffocate me, I need to get dressed." She insisted, sighing in content as he pressed his lips to her in a short, but gentle kiss. "I don't know...I'm pretty comfy where I am." Jace replied, his smirk widening into a grin. As he leaned in for a second kiss, Clary dodged him and let out a huff, though she smirked and squirmed out of his grasp. Before he could pull her back down on the bed with him, she stood up scanned the room for her clothes. Oh, yeah. Clary thought with a blush, remembering that they had tossed their clothes onto the chair at the end of the bed. She grabbed her green tank top and black bra, slipping into both as well as her ebony jeans and underwear, then putting on socks and her sneakers.
Clary turned to Jace as she snatched her jacket off from the floor, brushing any dust off it before putting the jacket on as well. "What's the hurry? I don't think any one will miss us." Jace protested, pulling on boxers and black pants, a dark sweatshirt and a short sleeved leather jacket with a hoody on. He stroded over to Clary and encircled her in his arms, pressing them both together. Clary was tempted to crawl back into bed with Jace, escaping to the warmth and just forgetting all their worries. But sadly, that wasn't an option.
She reached up and kissed him, letting out a noise of surprise as Jace deepened their kiss and nibbled on her bottom lip gently. Knowing what he wanted, Clary granted him entrance and he slipped his tongue her mouth. Clary's hands wandered across his chest, tracing the outlines of his muscles. As Jace skimmed his hands on the small of Clary's back under her green tank top, she let out a moan of surprise and he replied with a grunt. Slowly, Clary pulled away and looked up into Jace's eyes. His usual bright golden eyes were now dark with desire, and Clary's heart skipped a beat as he leaned in for another kiss. But before their lips could brush against each other, she placed a finger on his lips and smirked briefly, "We have to go." Clary reminded him. Jace shrugged and he grinned, releasing her and grasping her hand with his. "Alright, but you owe me for later." Jace warned, his grin only widening when Clary opened her mouth to protest. But she simply sighed and shook her head, smiling and heading for the door, "If you say so." she replied easily, but her heart was racing.
They kept their hands entwined as they walked down the hall of rooms, stopped in front of the elevator. Clary pressed the button to go down and after a few moments, the elevator clicked open. Isabelle was already inside, a hand on her hip as she spotted Clary and Jace. "Where were you two? We've been waiting forever now." Izzy growled, dark eyes glinting irritably. As her usual attire, she wore black skinny jeans, boots with seven inch heels, a pitch black tank top, and black leather gloves. Her long, thick black hair was in a pony tail and small silver hoop earings dangled from her ears. On her left wrist were 4 thick silver bracelets as well, and as always before a hunt, she wore a black thin rope necklace with a large silver encrusted ruby attached to it. A grin formed on Jace's features and he shrugged nonchalantly, stepping into the elevator along with Clary. "What can I say? We got carried away."
At his words, Clary blushed deep red and quickly shook her head to rid herself of her embarassment, glancing over at Isabelle. "Sorry, Iz. What's up?" Clary quickly apologized, attempting to change topics.
Isabelle's dark eyes dulled, "A group of three were wolves outside of Freaky Pete's bar were found dead last night. All of them were drained of blood, and the only mark on them was a deep slash across their neck. The night before a Shadowhunter was drained of blood as well and found dead- a deep slash was across his throat. No one we know, thankfully. Actually, no one a lot of people don't know." she informed. "Magnus is in the library trying to identify the demon that attacked them. Alec is with him." Izzy finished, letting out a breath she had held in.
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Little Update~ fixed some typos.