Summary: '"Sirens may look and sound beautiful, but once you get up close to them, they end up drowning you in your own blood," She laughed as his eyes rolled into the back of his head.' You may be wondering who the sirens are, right? Well, you don't want to know and pray to god that you never have to meet them. Because if you hold something that they need, they'll come and get you, striking you in the night, with the quickness of a shadow, but if you were to ever look at one in the light, you'd see that they look like normal high school girls. If they didn't have their masks on and their weapons out.

Prologue

A girl stood at the end of a dark alley. You'd think that she was a normal student at the high school... if it weren't for the bodies surrounding her and the group of girls in front of her, holding weapons. The leader had black wavy hair that was pulled up in a high pony tail and her face was hidden behind her black mask. All you could really see was her eyes. She stood over one of the bodies, a lead pipe in her hand and she bent down to whisper in his ear,

"Sirens may look and sound beautiful, but once you get up close to them, they end up drowning you in your own blood," She laughed as his eyes rolled into the back of his head.

"Hey, Obsidian, did you get it?" one of the girls asked. She had red fiery hair and piercing green eyes. The girl, Obsidian, took an object out of her pocket and held it up. It was a folded piece of paper that held the names of a certain group of boys.

"Great now can we go? I already have blood on my new pumps from kicking this fucker and I don't need any more," another girl complained. She was tall and had long black hair and dark brown eyes. Obsidian nodded and the group of girls walked out of the alley, stepping over bodies and continued walking into the night.

Chapter 1

I wasn't your average goodie goodie toe shoe, 'oh look at me I get straight A's and am an Honor mofo student'. No. I was far from all the good princess crap; although my GPA is a 4.0. Along with four other girls, I joined a group named The Sirens; their leader was at the top of the food chain at their school, going head to head with another group called the Cheerleaders. Our leader, though, was by far the coolest girl at that place.

Her name is Alexei Verlac; her alias was The Obsidian Angel or the Fire Witch. The four other girls are Isabelle Lightwood, the Beauteous Demon; she's the bitchy one of our group. Then there's Maximum Ride, the Arch Angel; she's the tough it out, sort of girl. Next is Maia Roberts, the Lone Wolf; she has these cool but weird eyes that glow amber when she's pissed off. And then Angel O'Brien, aka The Blue eyed Devil; this girl may look like an angel, but underneath, she's a real devil. My name is Clarissa Fairchild, aka the Emerald Assassin; Alexei picked out the name for me, because I'm a 5 foot 4 girl with crazy red hair and bright green eyes that shine like emeralds.

But we weren't 'criminals', like how the portray it on the TV. We're just a gang of girls that go and kick some asses, steal some things that we need, keep tabs on the gangs around us, and again, if someone challenges us to a fight, we go and kick there asses. But I'm getting ahead of myself and probably messing up the story. Anyway, our school was an all-girls school, hence why I said, Alexei was going head to head with just the Cheerleaders and not, the Cheerleaders and the Jocks. The boy's school wasn't that close or that far from us. We were separated by the soccer field and a small forest, where the school holds bonfires.

Now on to the story, the actual story, in present time