AN:
Hi! Anna here! Wow, this story needs work... Hey, at least I'm admitting it! I made a resolution to make this story as good as we thought it was when we first started writing it, but now I've realized that this story is past saving. There is no plot. And the semblance of a plot makes no sense. We had a really epic idea for this, but I have no idea what it was. And I'm pretty sure that epic idea had no plot either. Because I'm good at last minute plots and the fact I can't come up with one for this does not bode well.
So, we'll be taking this disgrace down. If you like it/the threads of the story and think you can save it... go ahead! Just keep me updated, I'd love to see what I theoretically could have done with this. This story will disappear as soon as we get one of our other stories (now preplanned and with plots!) online. Which could take a while. We have several works in progress. Most of them are crack, just saying. So is this one, if the parts I remember are any indication. To those who had actually liked this story: thank you. You were brilliant motivation up until we gave up. And, we will keep writing. Just not this story.
He paced and down the room, restlessly checking his phone. His contact had to answer soon, or the ritual would be preformed and his plans would fall apart. He stared at the skyline of the city. There, to the North, he could see the tall spires of the Institute piercing the sky. His target was there, underneath the roof, surrounded by wards. His mother (as he thought of her) had done a good job. He was linked to his target so perfectly, that no one could even tell of the danger. If they had, the boy would be locked in the Silent City by now.
"Enjoying the view?' a lazy voice inquired behind him
"Hardly," he answered, turning around. "I was starting to worry that you wouldn't come"
"And miss a chance for revenge? Not likely"
The air in the room shivered, and suddenly the owner of the lazy voice was visible. For a demon, Vynn wasn't that bad. She had a vaguely human shape and voice, and if it wasn't for the fire that blazed up and down her body she could easily pass as a normal person. She was also one of the more powerful demons. Her race could add power to themselves by ingesting emotions or applying demonic symbols to their arms. In a way, the race of Wrashant demons was a lot like the shadowhunters, except for the fact that they were evil. Vynn had been training and studying for ages, and she could suppress the flames that were the only sign of her demonic heritage. That was why he had chosen her for this task-she could easily lure humans and nephilim in with her beautiful human disguise.
"Do you have the orbs?" he asked. "They are almost ready to perform the ritual, and you know what happens then"
"Of course I have them. Six from nephilim, six from mundanes. You should have come with me. The looks on their faces when I released the fire was priceless! And each one's emotions made me stronger."
Vynn handed him twelve small, clear, orbs. They contained soul essence from her victims. He smiled as he took in their clarity. No emotions fogged up the glass.
He walked over to the circle on the floor, placing each orb on a certain point. Vynn herself stood in the center. He chanted, and from each orb rose a sliver of mist, which Vynn absorbed. She smiled, and stepped from the circle, fire blazing up and down her arms.
"Remember, tonight, you go and find them. A single touch and the essence will be transferred into the boy. With all the confusion, I'll be able to seize control of his mind"
"And then I will feed on the panic and confusion!" Vynn cackled. Her race fed on human emotions, and their methods of draining the mundanes were horrifying.
"Are you sure that you understand?" He asked, "I can't risk anything"
Vynn smiled and strode over to him, giving him a hug. She had been close friends with Lilith, and she was quiet fond of anyone who wished to cause pain.
"Don't worry Sebastian," she said,"there is no way that I will fail"
Then, with a swirl of fire, she disappeared into the night.
She was right. The only way Vynn could fail was if Jace didn't show up. Knowing Jace, however, there was no way he would miss the demon attack on the "mundane" girl who was really Vynn. Not with a pack of Dragoniod demons on the loose. Of course, these were also part of the plan, pets of Vynn who no longer pleased her. They would die tonight, but the confusion brought on by their target would shake the shadow world to its core.