Scarlette Night and Shadow Hunters.
This is a story based off the Mortal Instruments. None of the character from the Mortal Instruments belong to me because sadly I'm not Cassandra Clare. I'm me, but all the character from the story I'm writing do belong to me. (Flare: I'm part of the Mortal Instruments, right? Please say right. Me: Afraid not, you belong to me.) Well now that that's settled on with story.
Ch.1
Flare's POV
I'm almost out of breath, but I can't stop running. He's too close, I'm running out of time, and places to run. Its times like these that make me wish that my twin, Ash was here, but he's not so I have to do this my self. He's still much too close, but there's still hope. I see a church it's not too far and if I can make it, I'll be safe because vampires can't go into churches. Using the last of my strength I sprint towards the church, vampire right on my tail. Please, please let this work, I think. I grab the handle of the door and like a miracle, it opens. I scramble inside, close the door, and fall against it. I'm breathing heavily, but its nothing I can't handle. A few minutes go by and I look up. There's a guy with blonde hair and gold eyes looking at me. Crap.
"Who are you?!" He shouts at me, I roll my eyes. I've been through too much today to mess around with this guys crap.
"I could ask you the same thing. I needed a place to crash so I came here, what's it to you?!" I glare at him, stand up, and cross my arms. My eyes were probably glowing a bright gold by now, not that I care. Blondie doesn't scare me one bit.
"This isn't a place for stupid, little mundane girls to "crash"." Did Blondie just call me "stupid" and "mundane"?! Does he have any idea who he's messing with?! I hunted rogue vampires and werewolves for a living! I have visions, psychic powers, and can change into a wolf damn it! This guy must have a death wish!
"You obviously have no idea who you're dealing with, so I'll tell you. I'm Flare Moon, The Seer. I see things before they happen and take down rogue vampires and werewolves for a living. Thank you, very much. What do you do, huh Blondie?!" I was out raged.
He was about to say something when a red-head with green eyes walked into the hall, yelling "Jace!". She runs up and hugs him, they're clearing dating. "I've looked all over for you. Who's this?"
"Great, there's more of you. Clearly, I picked the wrong church to hide in." I mumble to no one in particular.
"Who are you hiding from?" The girl asks me. I stare at her for a moment, its been a while since anyone's wanted to help me or know something. The fact that she asks that means something to me.
"A vampire, his name's Lucas. I don't suppose that means anything to either of you?" The shake their heads. "Didn't think so. I suppose I'll be going then, take care." I turn around and start walking back down the hall.
The red-head stops me. "Don't go. We might be able to help." I turn back around, the guy, Jace, doesn't look to happy about this.
"Clary, you don't know her! For all we know she could a murder! This isn't a good idea!" He whispers to her.
"She can also hear you, but no worries she's not offended much." I tell him. It was at the moment I decided to stay. Someone needed to knock this Jace character off his high horse. And I didn't really have anywhere else to go, I could go back to Ash, but I didn't want to put him and Scarlette in danger. Though, if I know them, they're already searching for me and will likely find me soon. I sigh. "So, Blond- I mean, Jace, I can stay here, right? After all, I have nowhere else to go."
"Jace, you have to let her stay here or else." The girl, Clary, threatens him. I'm starting to like this girl.
"Fine, she can stay. Just try not fall for my charms, I'm taken after all." He says.
"I think I can manage. Now, if you'd be so kind to show me to a room or a place where I can rest for a little while, I'd be delighted." I say, in my sweetest voice.