Hey! This is my first fanfic, so i hope you guys will like it. I know this is short, so I'll try doing longer chapters. I have the basic plot already in my mind, but a lot of stuff will be up to you guys. So read this, tell me your thoughts, ideas etc. Do not worry, Clace will exist, ill add other pairings if you want. Warning: some spoilers, rating may change, you could find some stuff similar with other stories, this could turn totally cliche. I am European, so ask me if you don't understand some stuff.
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Hello. My name is Clarissa Adele Fray, but you should call me Clary unless you want to die a slow and painful death. I was born 485 BC on November 1st, so I will celebrate my 2500th birthday this year. I am a hybrid. My mothers grandparents are: Liam Hayde (a vampire); Rose Callum (a faerie); Beatrice Mirad (a werewolf): Asmodeus (a demon, prince of hell). My father is someone well known in the Shadow world and in Downworld, but I don't like saying he's my father, because of people's reactions. All I will say, is – he has angel blood in his veins like most shadowhunters. Because of my parents and ancestors, I can transform into a bat, a wolf, I can grow wings, I can do magic like a warlock, but not have a warlock sign, I have a demon form, and because of my relation to Admodeus, I am referred to as The Princess of Hell or as Arandea, and, because of some weird phenomenon, I can lie and even Maelartach (the Mortal sword) has no effect on me.
Because of angel blood in my system, I can bear runes, but they aren't normal runes. They are golden, and are put on using a stele, that uses heavenly fire to burn in the runes. If a normal shadowhunter tries to apply a rune on me, my healing is delayed and I either have to peel off the rune, if I get to it early enough, or I have to peel my skin off. Don't worry, wounds like that heal in about 10-15 seconds. There are only 2 things that can kill me, but only two people know how and one's dead, the other is not on earth. That person is my father. He only knows it, because it is the same thing that can kill him.
My best friend is Simon Lewis. He is a vampire, but he can walk in daylight. This happened a while back, someone gave him some blood with angel blood mixed in, so out went a daylighter. Simon is turning 500 this December, so, when he tried to ask me out, I said 'I am not dating someone 2000 years younger than me!'
I also have befriended Magnus Bane, The High Warlock of Brooklyn and The king of parties. He is a thousand years younger than me, but still calls me Biscuit, because Asmodeus is his father and my great-grandfather, so technically I'm his niece. I often hang out with him or his brother, Zedekiah. Zed is only 500 years younger than me, so he is usually the one to drag a drunk me and wasted Magnus out of parties.
Along the lines of friends, I have a couple vampire clans, a wolf pack here and there, the Seelie court, and most of Edom. I sometimes get a present from either my dad or Asmodeus, but they usually come only on special occasions. The best I've gotten from Asmodeus is my hellhound, Deus. He looks like a giant black husky and as the most amazing piercing blue eyes. I got him 2000 years ago for my birthday.
I am not rebellious, but I am extremely loyal and have a temper more fiery than my crimson locks and shorter than my 5'2 body. I am short, I know. But, at least I have wicked aim and can beat anybody on this Earth any day.
To spend time like a normal teenager (because I look 16), I go to mundane school with Simon and Zed. Since we have gone to school so many times, we are known as nerds. We all speak perfect English, Spanish, Italian, French, Greek, Portuguese, Russian, Bulgarian, Swedish, German, Polish, Mandarin, Japanese and even Latvian. To not be constantly beaten up by bullies, we all have learned karate, taekwondo, jujitsu, boxing, kickboxing and MMA to defend ourselves. We also have individual skills: Zed is the most athletic person I've ever seen, Simon is a wiz at anything related to computers and anime. I can sing, dance, but most of all, I love to paint. Ever since I could hold a pencil, no wall in my mothers house had been clean of scribbles.
Right now, I am in my room, packing my schoolbag. This is going to be my sophomore year, but I'll have Si and Zed with me. The three of us eat breakfast and head off to Zed's car, a silver Mercedes suv 2014, leaving our 4-story house behind.
