Demons, Pies and Cannibal ducks

by SilverCarstairs

Poor Will. He'd never particularly like ducks, and his theory that they're all cannibals is NOT helping things. Jem is convinced that ducks are sweet, innocent things, whilst Will knows them to all be bloodthirsty and cold-blooded. So, what better way for Will to prove his parabatai wrong than to actually carry out a test? Based from a line in CA.

1. Chapter 1

Cannibal Ducks!

This is based from a part in Clockwork Angel- where Jem and Will reminisce about the time Will tried to breed a race of cannibal ducks. I actually haven't found a FanFic on this, which surprises me, so give it up for the STUNNINGLY ATTRACTIVE William Herondale, and his ATTRACTIVLY SUNNING Parabatai James Carstairs! Based before CA.

Disclaimer: No I'm not Cassandra Clare. No I'm not a writer with an ability to make a snazzy disclaimer. I own nothing. I don't even own my Captain America pencil case. It belongs to my sister. *Sigh* hmmm… I guess you could say I sort of own the plot.

Skip to chapter two if you just want to read the duck bit.

"Three years." William Herondale muttered to himself, trudging down the London Institutes dreary corridors. It was the 'anniversary' of the day he had ran away from the family house in Wales.

It had been three years since he had released the demon.

Three years sinceElla had died.

Three years, and he still has to push away everyone he loves.

Accept from Jem. A voice whispered in the back of his head. What will you do he is gone? You will have NOTHING.

Will shoved the thought to the back of his head and looked around. Since when had he walked into the library? He glanced at one of the chairs facing the fire, and saw a flash of silver.

Jem.

Wait, Jem? In the library? The only books Jem reads are Music books, and they are all kept in his room. (Mainly from Will coming in on Jems birthday last year and throwing all the music books he could find in the library on Jems bed.)

Will grinned. This was too good of an opportunity. He walked to the nearest shelf and took the biggest book. He glanced at the title: Shadowhunter histories. Will crossed the room silently, so the stood behind Jem. He took the book, ready to drop it on the floor when Jem shifted.

"Will? Will is that you?" He asked turning around. Seeing Will, he smiled. It was an all-out smile, it didn't just light up his eyes, it lit up his soul. "I was looking for you."

"Inside a book?" Will asked, raising an eyebrow, and forgetting all about his plan.

"No, I knew you'd come into the library, it's like your second room. It'd be your first if you moved your bed in here."

"That, James Carstairs, is an excellent idea-"

"NO." Jem cut him off.

"Why where you looking for me?" Will asked, looking down at the book in his hands. He couldn't remember where he got it.

Jem grinned. "Charlotte only told me about five minutes ago, but you weren't in your room, so I figured you'd be on your way to the library. There's a trace of a Shax, in the park."

Will looked at Jem, and realised he was in gear. He and Jem had been training last night, and Will hadn't bothered to change, so he too was in gear, if not rumpled and stained.

"Are you sure it isn't the trace of a duck? Nasty things, look very similar to a Shax-"

"How," Jem spluttered through his laughing, "does a duck look like a Shax?" He asked.

"Bloodthirsty little things, ducks are." Will continued, oblivious to being cut off.

"Come on Will. Weapons." Jem told him, and started walking towards the door. There wasn't really a Shax at the park, but Will didn't know that. Jem would do anything to distract Will on these days, and lying about demons would be one of them.