Hey, guys. This is my first FanFinction. I was very skeptical at first if I should even start this ff, given that I'm not the most persistent person in the world. I just hope you like it and I look forward on you feedback. So tell me what you think. But just so you know English is NOT my first language (it's Slovene)
Disclaimer: I'll only write this once so here it is.
I owe absolutely nothing. Not the characters nor any other references or songs unless I say so. I only own the plot (I think and I hope).
Also tell me what country you're from. I'm from Slovenia.
#love ya
Clary P.O.V.
My name is Clary Fray. I'm 18 and I live with my two best friends Tessa Gray and Emma Carstairs in New York.
We work for a secret organization called The Dark. We are basically highly trained assassins. We even get to pick our code-names. Mine's Wolfscar, Emma's is Foxwood and Tessa's is Nightheart.
Anyways back to who we are. Tessa's full name is Theresa but she prefers Tessa. She has long brown hair and gray eyes. She's very tall. Oh, and she is obsessed with reading.
Emma. She's not your typical dumb blond. Though she is blonde, she is very smart and cunning. She is also quite tall. Like Tessa.
And then, there's me. I'm the witty crazypants of the bunch. I have RED frizzy hair (*insert your best redhead joke here*) and weird emerald green eyes. I also have a lot of freckles. I'm very short. Like seriously. Everyone is a giant to me.
While Tessa and Emma are stunningly beautiful, I consider myself more like being pretty. Like pretty close to being pretty.
I was just finished with watching the latest episode of The Vampire Diaries (The clock has signaled that it's three thirty in the morning), when my phone started ringing. The sound of Radioactive by Imagine Dragons filled the quiet room.
I picked up my phone and answered without checking the ID. "Hello?"
"Ah, Wolfscar. This is Bearway." Oh, great. The boss. "I need you and your 'teammates' Nightheart and Foxwood in London by tomorrow night. You have a new mission."
"Really, sir? London? Can't you get someon-"
And he disconnected. Just like that. I sigh out loud and go to tell my best friends-almost-sisters the great news. When I get in front of Tessa's room, there was silence. But since it's basically the middle of the night… I just go in without knocking, expecting her to be asleep, but what do I find? Tessa. Reading. On the floor.
"Hey Tessa. Having fun?" I asked.
"Duh. Can't you see?" she actually snapped. Tessa never snaps at people.
"Sorry I asked…"
"No actually I'm sorry. I am reading this book that is very emotional and I've been on edge ever since I started reading it. Anyways, why did you come here in the middle of the night?" she asked.
"Oh, I almost forgot. We got a mission and we have to get to London by tomorrow night." I tell her.
"Okay, so go tell Emma." She ordered.
"No way in hell am I gonna go in there and wake her BY MYSELF. You are coming down with me." I demanded.
We chuckled and went straight for Emma's room.
We tried EVERYTHING to wake this girl up. She just swatted us away.
"Okay. You leave me absolutely no other choice." I said in a sudden wave of courage. "Get up, BLONDIE." I knew that'll tick her off enough to jump off the bed, but before I knew it, I was hit in the face with a pillow.
