The Mortal Instruments: City of Bones –
(Movie Verse)
Pairings:
Clary/Jace
Isabel/Simon
Alec/OC
Original Character: Riley McCauley Eye/Hair Color: Green/Brown Height: 5'5
Summary: Riley is Clary and Simon's best friend, one night after going to a poetry reading they pass a club with a symbol on the sign that Clary has been drawing non-stop lately. Catching the attention of some goth guy they are let into the club. Clary witness three teens kill the goth guy and screams, coming to Clary's aid Riley witness' the three teens fleeing but not before catching the stare of one with beautiful blue eyes.
Chapter One:
I was currently on a three-way call with my two best friends Clary and Simon, of course I was silent as the two of them were planning our evening at a poetry reading in support of their friend Eric. Eric was a nice guy but his poetry was horrible.
"Hey Riley are you still there?" Clary asked bringing my attention back to the conversation as I was focused on picking out an outfit for tonight.
"Yeah I'm still here, is your mom home yet?" I asked knowing that as soon as her mom returned she would be making her way to my home.
"Yep she and Luke just walked in. Luke says to tell your Uncle he'll be by later." Clary said relaying the message. Clary's mom's boyfriend Luke was good friends with my Uncle Alaric which was sort of how Clary and I met. Okay so officially Luke and Clary's mom weren't dating but they might as well have been.
"Will do, when are you leaving your place?" I asked deciding on a black mini skirt that ended just above my knees and a gray training tank top. I would probably wear my knee high converse as my footwear choice for the evening and my hooded leather jacket to finish off the look.
"Ten minute, then we'll meet Simon at the poetry reading." Clary answered.
"You know it's really nice of you to show Eric the support since you two don't really hang out very often. Simon stated.
"It's cool he's one of your guys friends so if I can spend time with you I'll show him the support." I smiled even though I knew they couldn't see it. I'll see you in a bit Clary, I'm going to go so that I can buzz my Uncle." I stated ending my side of the phone call.
As I dialed my Uncle's shop I walked around our apartment. For as long as I could remember it had always been my Uncle and me. My parents had died in an accident when I was really young, I hardly remembered them. My call ended up going to the shop's answering machine. "Hey Uncle Alaric, I just got off the phone with Clary. Luke says he'll be by later. Just a reminder I am going out with Clary and Simon tonight so I might be home late. Bye love you." I hung up and went to find my bag for tonight, hunting around my room I found my bag as I heard a knock on my front door.
I raced to the door a little excited to see Clary. "Hey Chick!" I greeted and shut the door behind my friend. "So we're totally not going straight home after the poetry reading right? I asked sitting down on the couch to pull my shoes on.
"I kinda wanted to go to a club, but that might be hard to do. We had this conversation on the phone, weren't you paying attention?" As much as I was distracted by my clothing choice there was something else, something I couldn't quite put my finger on.
"Sorry I got distracted." I finished putting my shoes on and slipped into my jacket. "Shall we go?" I asked standing up.
"Let's book it, and Riles you look so bad ass. How do you always pull that off?" I locked up my apartment and we made our way out to the busy streets of New York.
"It's a gift." I stated with a Cheshire grin. "You're more than welcome to borrow some of my clothes sometime." I added as we crossed another road.
"Oh please like I would be able to pull off your dark color scheme." Clary responded. Truth be told I always wore dark clothes even as a small child, but I wasn't gothic or anything I just liked dark colors.
"Sure you could." I grinned as we reached the coffee shop and I waved to Simon and Eric.
"Wow ladies you're looking good tonight." Eric stated staring at me. I looked at Clary's outfit and realized that he only made the comment to both of us to not be rude.
"Right so shall we go in and grab a table?" Eric had this way of making things awkward so I tried to diffuse the situation.
Three people in and Eric goes up for his reading and let me tell you his poetry has definitely gotten worse. So bad that I had zoned out and subconsciously started tracing patterns on the table with my finger.
"Alright I can't listen to this anymore do you two want more coffee?" Simon asked.
"Yes please." Clary answered and both turned their attention to me. "Earth to Riles. You in there?" Clary eventually had to shove me to snap me back to it.
"Hmm?" I looked up at my friends confused.
"Coffee?" Simon asked again.
"Oh yes please." I answered and Simon stood to go grab us coffee.
"Hey are you alright? You were really zoning out." Clary asked while keeping an eye on Simon. I followed her gaze and noticed the blonde girl who was flirting with Simon.
"Yeah sorry, I just have something on my mind." I said scratching at my head embarrassed that I was caught zoning out. "But can you blame me, Eric's poetry is actually getting worse."
"True but you've been out of it all day." Clary stated as Simon paid for our drinks. He smiled at the blonde before returning with our coffee.
"Maybe I'm coming down with something." I responded accepting my warm beverage from Simon.
"Are you not feeling well?" Simon asked taking his seating jumping right into our conversation without missing a beat.
"I feel fine, just having trouble focusing. Clary is just worrying, so did you give the blonde your number?" I asked changing the subject.
"Why would I do that?" I rolled my eyes at Simon, he had it so bad for Clary but you can't make someone like you back.
"She was totally checking you out." Clary answered for me.
"You are so oblivious sometimes, you know that Simon?" I noticed Clary had subconsciously drawn a symbol in her coffee with her sugar. She stared at it for a moment confused, I couldn't help but feel as if I had seen it before.
Eric finished his horrible poem and joined us at our table where we watched the last two patrons go through their poems. The last one wasn't all that bad. After we were all finished with our coffee we made our way out of the coffee shop only to stand awkwardly on the sidewalk.
"Well Eric, I'm going to walk the girls home. I'll talk to you tomorrow." Simon stated breaking the awkward silence. The two exchanged a quick bro hug before Eric gave Clary a side hug, I just gave a small wave before we went our separate ways.
"I think as his best friend Simon, you have an obligation to tell him that his poetry is getting worse." Clary joked as we crossed a street. Laughing Simon was quick to retaliate.
"Or maybe he's before the times, maybe his genius is not ready for us small minded people."
"I'm glad to see you have such blind faith in your friends." I stated as we crossed another street that had a cool looking club up ahead. Pandemonium, hmm that's an interesting name.
"Oh look, this place looks awesome. We should try to get in." Clary said noticing the club as well. Simon looked skeptical though. Again I was drawn to the neon sign, it had a faint glow of the symbol Clary had made in her coffee.
"Let's be realistic, we're never going to get in there." Simon stated looking at the line wrapped around the building. Such a pessimistic Simon was.
"Well at least we can ask what that symbol means." Clary countered making her way up to the bouncer as some goth guy with blackish/blue hair was let through the security check.
"The symbol on the sign." I pointed out as Clary asked the bouncer. She caught the attention of the goth because he walked back to the bouncer and whispered something in his ear. The next thing I know the three of us are being let in much to the annoyance of those waiting in the large line.
"Riley there wasn't any symbol on the sign." Simon whispered as I looked on confused.
"Isn't this great guys?" Clary asked already starting to dance and successfully stopping me from making my next comment towards Simon.
"Oh yeah we are so fitting in. Riley is the only one of us dressed for this place." I didn't know whether to be offended by Simon's comment or not.
"Just own it, just go with it." Clary stated smiling and continued to dance with me. Eventually Simon joined us in dancing. Clary would occasionally gaze over to the bar where the goth guy with the cool blackish/blue hair was staring at her, and when I say staring at her I mean like a predator about to rip into his prey and devour her very existence.
"That guy is such a creep." I shouted to Clary as Simon asked if we wanted drinks, Simon darted off towards the bar just as creep goth nodded to someone behind us. Clary and I both watched as the man made his way over to a woman in a white dress. The two walked back into a private section and Clary as if mystified followed. "Wow that dress is amazing." I stated following my best friend.
The two looked like they were about to share an intimate moment when I noticed a boy in a leather hood and a boy with electrifying blue eyes saunter up to the couple. The next thing I know the goth guy is ripping the collar of the woman's dress open and seeing something tattooed to her collarbone turns to try and flee. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't pull my gaze from the group and the scene that was playing out in front of us.
The woman wrapped a whip like weapon around the gothic's neck and pulled him back, the boy with the electric blue eyes helped the woman restrain the goth as the hooded boy pulled out a long blade. For a brief moment I caught the stare of the blue eyed boy as the one with the blade slit the goth's throat. Blue eyes seemed confused as to why I was staring back at him as Clary screamed bloody murder pulling the attention of the three killers. The hooded one continued to stare at Clary as Simon came to check on us, blue eyes took two steps toward me before changing his mind and grabbing the attention of the hood and the three ran out. I noticed the bouncer making his way towards us. I gave one last look towards the withering creature the goth had turned into before focusing on my friends.
"We need to leave now!" I shouted over the music as I grabbed Clary's hand and guided my friends out of the club. Man what a night.