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Jace:

Jace was at a party. Not just any party, Magnus Bane's party. He was the high warlock of Brooklyn, and was extremely popular. Jace and his adoptive siblings, Alec and Isabelle, were here on a mission, as they had gotten an alert that two-shape shifting demons were here.

"Let's split up," Alec said, looking at the crowd. "It'll be easier that way. I'll take the second floor, you two split up into other areas."

Jace and Izzy nodded, and they all split up from each other. Somehow, Jace found himself at the bar. He wasn't surprised though, as he had just dumped his ex-girlfriend, and now, as always, was looking for someone to hook up with.

Tons of girls swarmed around him. All types, there were faeries, werewolves, vampires, even some were men. But one little red-head caught his eye, as she was the only one who wasn't swarming him. And she was drawing. Drawing, at a bar? Who does that? He approached her and sat down. He gave her one of his most charming smiles, as she looked up at him. Jace recognized her. She was a shadowhunter, like him. He could tell because for one, she had runes all over her that he is just now noticing, and two, because she was known for her ability to create runes. Jace had also seen her at the institute passing by, but he never really looked at her, the way he was doing now.

Her name was Clarissa Fray, but everyone called her Clary for short. She had red, wavy long hair, and green eyes that Jace found so hard not to stare into. He was broken from his thoughts when she spoke.

"Um.. hello? You're staring at me," she said, and Jace realized he still was. Now that was stupid. He probably looked like a stalker.

"Um, h-h-hi! I'm Jace, Jace Herondale." Jace said, and he cursed himself for stuttering.

"Clary," she said, then went back to her sketching. Jace blinked. Normally girls were all over him the moment they saw him. They found him unnaturally hot, and honestly, who could blame them. But she was different. Jace had always just smiled or grinned at a girl with his shiny teeth and golden hair, and that was it. They hooked up. And he never saw them again, because he didn't call back.

"So, you come here often?" Jace flirted, or well he tried. Clary looked at him. "Well, considering you go to the same Institute as me, you probably know that we don't exactly, come here often as you put it."

Jace laughed nervously. "Right, right." God, what was he doing? Of course he knew that so why would he ask that? Ugh, he could be so stupid sometimes. "So, Clarissa-" he started but she cut him off. "Don't call me Clarissa," Clary said, and she seemed to be angry.

"So-," Jace started, but was cut off when he heard a loud, "Look out!"

Jace and Clary both automatically ducked and looked ahead to see what was happening. It was a demon. The shapeshifter demon, and it had tried to attack Jace. The demon hissed at them, and Jace heard a scream from the second floor, and he assumed the other demon was up there with them. Alec and Isabelle could handle that, however, he needed to handle this. Him and Clary, he reminded himself, as Jace remembered she was a shadowhunter as well, and could take care of herself.

The Demon was in the form of a lady, who had black hair and grey eyes, and she looked very slim. But Jace knew never to underestimate a demon, or anyone for that matter.

The demon lunged at Clary, and Jace pushed her down to the ground, defending her. He got up, and grabbed his seraph blade. Jace attempted to stab it through him, but the demon dodged it and slammed Jace against the wall.

The demon threw his seraph blade, and had him binned. The demon's teeth barred out, and Jace, on instinct, kicked him hard in the stomach, making the demon hiss in pain and back away.

This gave Jace the perfect chance to grab his seraph blade from the floor. He grabbed it, and, as always, it lit up by his touch. The demon lunged for him, and Jace flipped and was going to stab him, but Clary had gotten to it first.

She had stuck the blade right into his back, or whatever demon's had. It hissed out painfully, and began having a little spasm attack on the floor. It calmed after a bit, then disintigrated.

"Nice shot," Jace complemented Clary, who looked over at him. "Thank you," she said, and Jace looked at her in confusion.

"For what?"

"For saving my life. You pushed me when you saw the demon coming my way, even though I was basically a jerk to you. So thanks."

Jace seemed shocked that someone was actually thanking him. "You would've done the same. We're shadowhunters, it's what we do."

Clary smiled slightly, and Jace decided right then and there, that he loved that smile. Even though it was only small, he loved the look on her face. Happiness.

"That was a pretty good move," Clary said, breaking the silence. "When the demon had you pinned to the wall, most people would've given up, but you found a way out of it. I'm impressed."

Jace grinned. "Well, the demon was probably surprised by my amazing looks, and got distracted."

Clary snorted and rolled her eyes, but she was laughing, so Jace knew they were good. Everything was good.

"JACE!" He heard someone screech. And never mind. He turned around to see Alec walking with Izzy towards them.

"Come on Jace, we've got to get back to the Institute!" Izzy said, and then she noticed Clary. "Oh, Hi! Clary, right?" Isabelle said, and they shook hands. "Yeah," Clary said. "Isabelle Lightwood, correct?" Isabelle nodded.

"And this is Alec." Isabelle said, and Clary waved. Alec muttered a "Hi." to her, and that was it.

"You can take home with us if you want. After all, we both live at the Institute," Jace offered to Clary, and Jace swore he saw a flash of jealousy in Alec's eyes, only for a moment. And Jace had no idea why.

"Um.. if it's ok with your siblings," Clary said, gesturing towards them. Izzy nodded. "Sure!" Alec just muttered a "Fine," and Jace got the feeling he didn't like Clary very much, but Jace didn't put too much thought into it. It was Alec, after all.

Alec:

When Jace had offered the girl a ride home, Alec couldn't help but feel jealousy and a bit of anger at her. Who did she think she was? She had just met Jace, and he had known him his whole life. They grew up together.

They were at the Institute right now, and Alec turned to see Jace and Clary walking together down the hallway, laughing and blushing. Alec looked away. Jace always made him blush like that, but it was never the other way around like the way it was for them.

He hit the punching bag harder. Sweat dripped down his body, and he was read in the face, but he didn't care. Alec was mad, and he needed to take his anger out on something, anything.

His mind flashed to what happened earlier tonight, about the one man who made him blush, that wasn't Jace.

Alec was looking through the crowd of the 2nd floor. He was trying to find that shapeshifter demon, but it was hard, considering the fact that they could shapeshift into anything.

He felt someone pinch his ass. Alec turned, to see a vampire grinning at him, then backed away laughing. Alec turned bright red, as he wasn't used to being hit on or teased with. It was always Jace. After all, his parents always congratulated Jace on killing the demon, but Alec had never even killed one. He had always been defense, protecting Jace and Isabelle, but nobody ever acknowledges that. It was always the person who actually killed the demon. It was always Jace.

He heard a man behind him chuckle. He turned again, to see Magnus Bane, covered in glitter, watching him.

"Black hair and blue eyes," Magnus said, "My favorite."

Alec turned red. Not from embaressment like the vampire, but it was like he was nervous. This Magnus guy did something to him. But the reason for it, was unknown to Alec.

"U-u-u-m," Alec stuttered, and Magnus laughed. "How adorable," he said, "What's your name, blue eyes?"

"I-I'm Alec, Alec Lightwood," Alec said, and Magnus's eyebrows rose up at this. "You don't look like a Lightwood." Magnus said.

"The Lightwood's you knew didn't have blue eyes?" Alec asked and Magnus shook his head.

"So, Alec, what does that stand for?" Magnus asked him, and Alec blushed again. "Dammit," he thought, " I really have to stop doing that."

"I-it stands for A-alexander, but I prefer to be called Alec," he said, and Magnus's eyes glittered. "Alexander," he said, "What a sexy name."

Alec didn't think he could go any redder, but he did, and Magnus laughed. Alec liked the way the name Alexander rolled off his tongue.

Alec heard a scream from the crowd, and he saw the shapeshifter demon. "Dammit," he said outloud, and was about to go run to it when Magnus stopped him.

"Magnus-I have to go-," Alec started, but Magnus cut him off.

"I know, but here." Magnus handed Alec a card with Magnus's information on it. "Call me." He said, and then Alec dashed off.

Alec just blushed thinking about that, and his punches slowed down. Little did Magnus know, Alec was dialing his number right now.

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