"It was an abnormally quiet day at the Institute, all the residents off doing their own thing until it was all interrupted by a scream.
Who did that scream belong to?
Yep, you guessed it, the almighty Jace Herondale. Who is that you might ask. Well, he's my boyfriend and this is how I met you mother, Nah just kidding this is how my boyfriend turned into a smurf.
It's all started when my parabatai and I were watching star wars…...again. Anyway not the point, so we were watching the movie when church came into the room looking drunk and my first thought, like any cat owner is oh no did they find and break my stash of alcohol.
The answer is no, he didn't thankfully, but the real reason was that if he was human he would have been pissing himself laughing, so he was doing the cat equivalent and it looked ridiculous.
Anyway, after watching that and then turning to my best friend in the whole world who is amazing and handsom-, Simon Lewis did you really just type that into my computer? I can't undo it now, yes it's going to have to stay there, No let me finish writing the story bugger off.
Back to the point, I turned to Simon who was totally oblivious, when the scream of my brave world saving boyfriend destroyed my eardrums. Simon being the fearless shadowhunter that he is answered with a high pitch squeal of his own, because like always, Jace scared the crap out of him…..unintentionally, But I still have to get rid of the stain on the couch. Yes, Simon, I did just write that, no I can't get rid of it. Well, at least that's what Magnus said about that stain. Okay, so maybe I have been spending too much time with Jace.
Anyway, at this rate, I'm never gonna get to the point, so while two of the most important men in my life are both shrieking, I, like the good girlfriend I am, try and locate the owner of the first scream.
Up the stairs
2 lefts
A right
Though the 3rd door
Down the hall
Into Izzy's room
And voila you are presented with a crime scene, and if you go through into her bathroom you are displayed with the source of the scream.
And this is how the situation went when I opened the door.
Reaching for the doorknob while out of breath nearly resulted with me going on a date with the ground. When I opened Izzy's door I actually did trip over two pairs of heels, a dagger and a half eaten pizza, Ew Izzy, Ew. As I was fearing for my life while crossing Izzy's boobie traps, literal boobie traps,
I might have to borrow that bra one day and stuff it with socks so it might fit. Gosh, Clary, people are dying on the other side of that door and you're thinking about bras. FOCUS.
Right, So, as I was doing that I swear I can hear the big bad Jace start crying. I reach for the bathroom door, twist the knob, and push.
The sight I was greeted with was surprisingly normal considering the events we have all faced in the past, so out of habit I scanned the scene with my Alec like scenes that I picked up from, Well Alec himself.
Okay, they both still have their feet and legs attached,
body in one piece,
head still there.
Eyes still in sockets.
No blood,
blue hair, yep all good.
Wait blue hair? Ohhh shit, Izzy's dead.
I'm sorry if it sucked I do most of my writing for school and this is my first published fanfic.
I also want to thank my good friend Rockyy1950 for checking my spelling and grammar because I suck at that half of writing so if there are any grammar errors let me know so I can fix them. thanx, Beth XXXXXX