Clary+jace=married.1 daughter,celine (14)
Magnus+alec=together,1 son, max (13)
Simon+izzy=married,twins,Emaelia,Gabi (14)
Simon=ascended
All in early 30s,
Set after CoHF
Chapter 1
Celine's POV
5 hours earlier
'and you must come strait home and get the earliest poss-'
'yes,yes,i know mother! I'll see you later.'
Finally I got out of the house, that took forever, Gabi is going to kill me.i made my way to the bus stop and met Gabi, Emaelia and a very unhappy Max. He looked like he had been dragged out. Probably had too, knowing Gabi.
'Finally! You took forever!' Gabi exclaimed.
'i took 4 minutes,less than last time may I add. But you shouldn't be complaining, I'm here aren't I? willing to give up my life for you,' I replied
'yeah,'Emaelia agreed 'Death by shopping.'
'stop moaning, the bus is 's go!'
1000 stores later
'Gabi,we've been here forever,let's go home.'
'Yeah,my feet hurt.'
'So do mine.'
'And these bags are too heavy.'we all started complaining. Yup, this was death by shopping. I will never understand why she loves it so much. Lolling round all the shops,when you could order everything online, and save your feet, tucked up in bed like I so often did.
'Fine you lot want to go? Then go. I dare you.'
She clearly expected us to stay. Not that we were going to. Exchanging glances me, Emaelia and Max groped off towards the nearest exit. Behind us we heard Gabi let out a huge groan.
'Ugh fine I'm coming.' and with that she started after us. But how anyone can shop for 3 hours none stop and still be able to sprint in 4 ½ inch heels is a mystery to me.
Walking back from the bus stop
I walked up Kingston Avenue before quickly stepping into the alley. My feet hurt and this was the shortest way home. Silently I stepped into the shadows of my short cut and started walking. Quickly. I was familiar with the dark. As a shadowhunter we have a love-hate relationship. But i am not fool enough to trust it. Out of the corner of my eye I see something glint, but i push it to the back of my mind and continue walking.I took a swift look behind was watching and i wasn't so sure they were the most friendliest person on earth. My ankle buckled beneath me. Curse these heels! I took to my bag and started rooting for some trainers,or really any other shoes other than heels, I could probably run better in flip-flops. I put on my new-found trainers and placed my heels in my bag as fast as I could. But not fast enough. I let out a yelp of surprise as I was thrown against a dirty brick wall. A knife held carefully to my throat. He had caught me off guard. The blade was smooth against my neck. I could feel the cold hard steel of the blade pressed up against my couldn't end here. I wouldn't let it. In a blind attempt to escape, I thrust my elbow into his stomach. He doubled over, releasing me from his iron grip, while I spun around and delivered a kick to the backs of his man flew his arms out in an attempt to stop me as he crumbled. The knife in his hand collided with my head, the pain was horrific, the cut felt so deep as my blood trickled down feeling cool against my cheek. I turned away as fast as I could and did the only thing I could do. Run.
