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Chapter One.
They were trapped. Ravener demons surrounded them. Barbed tails raised, ready to pounce. The surrounded shadowhunters stood defensively, seraph blades pointing outward. One of them held a whip, sizzling with electrum. As the demons closed in, a samurai sword came flying through the air and into the head of one of the advancing demons. Twelve hazy figures stepped out of the shadows and ran with purpose towards the mass of demons. There were fountains of red blood and black inchor. The strangers made quick work of the Raveners. Leaving the shadowhunters shocked and disorientated, they fled into the night.
Six Weeks Later.
Jace, Clary, Isabelle, Alec and Simon had forgotten all about the Ravener attack. They were getting on with business as usual, when the summoning bell rang. Alec dropped his bow to the floor and walked with a calm demeanour to answer. A short while later, he returned, his face calm all but for a flicker of doubt. He was accompanied by twelve shadowhunters, all dressed in gear.
"Jace, Clary, these people will speak only to you. I do not know why. But these two," he gestured to the girl and boy at the front of the group, "have been elected as spokespeople from their group. Please, step this way."
Alec lead them to a small side room. With a nod at Jace and Clary, he left. The girl and the boy across the room shared a nervous glance and to a deep breath, almost in sync.
"First, let us introduce ourselves. We are Jessica Herondale and Connor Fairchild of the London Institute. We are your twins," Jessica took a deep breath. "Which twin is which, I'm sure you can work out for yourselves." She looked sheepishly at the floor. "Any questions?"