Hey guys, so this is my first fan fiction and I don't know whether I should continue later on or..i don't know. But if I get at least 50 reviews and requests for more, then I will try my best to continue. Thanks, hope you enjoy..here goes nothing ..*sigh*

Clary P.O.V

"Do we have to come here, I mean, we could be playing battlefield 3 at my house right now Clary!"

"Simon quit your whining and shut up"

"Humph…whatever"

I watched as Simon strolled into the crowd of dancers. Grinding and swaying to pandemonium's music. A lot of them mundane. They don't have a clue of the dangers that lurk around them. And the rest downworlders. And only some demons. Talking about demons, I've spotted one and now it's time for some fun.

I move into the crowd blending in as I start swaying my hips. The demon has spotted me. Ugh. It's a draineer demon. Just my luck. I start moving towards the back room; it follows. Once I've gotten him into the back room, I turn to face it.

"Hello beautiful; do you like crazy?"

I nod my head yes and bat my eye lashes

"Well then you're in for one hell of a ride baby"

As he starts nearing me, I back up against a wall. Once he's close enough I whisper..

"Not today sweetheart" and with that I jump up, and land expertly behind him.

"Shadow hunter" he hisses

"Duh, no shit Sherlock"…can demons get any stupider?

"You sure don't look like one"

"Yeah, yeah whatever… I get that a lot. Now where do you want me to start…the heart..or the head.." I give him my devilish grin.

"How about none princess"

I gave him my "I'm-thinking" look ..."hmm….nahh…heart it is.." with one quick move, I plunge my dagger into its heart. Thankfully I didn't get any blood on my outfit. As he starts to fold in on himself, four more demons walk in through the doors. Great. Demon has friends.

I better not get blood on this dress tonight when I'm done with these four.

"Shadow hunter" they all hiss in unison

"Yes, yes…me and your little friend already went over this" man demons can really be a pain in the ass.

"Say your last words shadow hunter"

"Ha, over my dead body"

At that moment they all strike, but I lash out just in time. My first dagger hits one and dead. The three others corner me against a wall. Shit.

"Do you mind giving me some space" I ask sarcasm dripping from my voice.

"Shut up shadow hunter"

"Ohh..Touchy touchy"

At that I plunged my dagger in its chest and jump, landing outside their demon made enclosure. The two demons left lunge at me and just as I'm about to hit, the door swings open revealing three shadow hunters.

Two of the people who are staring right at me have jet black hair and piercing blue eyes. They look almost identical. Must be brother and sister. But the one that stands out the most is the blond one. He's tall, buff, golden hair and the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. These beautiful golden eyes…

Crap! Don't get distracted. Too late. One of the demons has caught me and its claws have their way through my dress. Ugh. New dress….Ruined!

Now, I'm mad! I get up and slice the demons head off, demon blood spraying everywhere and all over me. One more demon to go. I see it moving out of the corner of my eye, trying to escape. It's fast, but apparently not fast enough. I catch up to it and send my last dagger flying straight towards its heart. He dodges it, turns to me, and in a matter of seconds it claws rip through the side of my face.

At this point in the evening, I'm plain infuriated. I land in front of the demon, jam my fist in its chest, kick it with all my force and send it flying across the room. It hits the wall opposite to me and slumps to the ground. I retrieve my dagger and aim. Right in the head.

The demon disappears and I'm left with the three kids who made me ruined my dress. I turn to them, trying to keep my cool.

"Can I help you?"

"Holy shit that was awesome!" the girl with the jet black hair screeched.

"How many did you kill?" Her brother asked

"5...i killed one before you guys barged in and rained on my parade" I mentally laugh at my joke

"Wow…jace you totally have competition"

So Jace is golden angel's name. Fits him perfectly. Wonder if he fits me perfectly..I have got to stop thinking like that!

"Alec, shut up" blond boy spoke and god dammit it's sexy!

Clary, stop thinking like that!

"Alec's right…don't get to full of yourself thinking you're the best..It's not good for you" I smirk and blond boys eyes widen..Got him.

"So..Are you a shadow hunter?" now it's Goldie asking the questions.

"No..Im some random chick killing demons with a kitchen knife..Of course I'm a shadow hunter"

"Sorry…it's just I've seen some crazy chicks that do crazy stuff…and you could've been one of them cupcake"

"Just wanted to clarify for you sweetie..Now if you don't mind.. I have to go have some fun on the dance floor..Tootles.." I push past them and walk out the door. Man, that Jace guy has a real cocky attitude. And you know you love it..

Oh god, its getting worse. I have to clear my head. I quickly run to the bathroom and pull out my skin tight strapless black dress from my bag I've hid here over the years. I quickly put back the bag, draw an iratze to heal the claw marks on my face, re apply my make up and put on my stilettos.

I make my way into the dance floor and start grinding against people, swaying to the beat.After a couple of minutes I head to the bar and no one other than Blondie is there, ordering drinks. I decide to act like he's not there and make my way over to the bartender.

"Margarita on the rocks please, and make it strong." I wink at him and smirk, earning me a free drink.

"Anything for you sexy; on the house" he leaves and I'm left alone with Jace. I have to admit, he's pretty hot. Not only how he's built but he has these eyes. These beautiful, golden, honey…

"Can I help you cupcake?" a familiar voice pulls me from my dream state.

"Huh?..What sorry.."

He smirks. Oh. My. God. He has this smile that makes me want to jump in bed with him…wait what! No! Clarissa stop it!

"Like what you see cupcake?"

Umm..Yes I do Mr. Right… " ..Actually..No…Not seeing much..."

He leans in and whispers "meet me in the back room and I can change that"

Right when I'm about to answer, he's gone and on his way to the back of the club. I'm really going to regret this, but hey, I can have some fun once in a while right? My inner perv wins over my conscience and my feet are pulling me to the back of pandemonium.

This is going to be one hell of a night.

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