Alec pretended to be perusing the assortment of magazines on the shelves behind the counter at the tiny produce stall, his adrenaline pumping as he the demon he was hunting passed by behind him. Directly behind Alec's back, the demon stopped and turned from side to side, as if it sensed the danger around it.
He knew the demon couldn't see him through his invisibilty glamour, but it didn't stop him from wanting to take the threat out right then and there. But that wasn't the mission tonight. The demon was insignificant. The goal here was to find out who was killing mundanes and draining them of blood. That was the only thing of importance to the Clave. Once they had the information they need, then if they had to take out a demon or two, well... He smirked to himself.
Once the demon resumed his path, walking away from Alec, he turned and followed. His heart pumped rapidly in his chest, the thrill of the Hunt pumping through his veins. Protecting the humans from the demons, this was what he was trained for. Being in the role of acting head of the Institute was the job he'd been given by his parents, but Hunting, killing demons, that was what he'd been born to do.
He was so preoccupied with his thoughts he almost missed seeing the demon slow and turn to look over his shoulder, barely jumping up out of sight before the monster could spot him. Up on an overhang between two buildings, he nodded to his sister as she took up the tracking. He jumped again, onto the roof of the building closest to him and followed silently.
Isabel stood from her crouch as the demon passed under the overhang she currently stood upon and turned to peer over the other side, crouching down once again. She pulled out her stele, running it over a rune on her forearm to activate it, before standing and running across to jump to the roof of the next building to better follow the demon below. She loved being a Shadow Hunter almost as much as she loved her fashion, from the platinum wig on her head, to the heels on her feet.
Isabel watched as the demon bumped into a man dressed in a track suit and suddenly became an exact double of the man. This was what made tracking this particular type of demon so challenging, and so much fun. Ravener demons could change shape at will. Take on the form of anyone, or anything, it came into contact with. When her other brother came into view, Isabel nodded his way, indicating the track suited man below them.
Jace Wayland watched the man cross below him and turned to watch the other side, smirking when the demon bumped into a woman in a sexy dress and became her evil twin. At least this form was more appealing than the last. He nodded as his sibling join him on the overhang and they nimbly flipped back down to the ground, Jace landing in a crouch, one knee to the ground, before rising and following the woman.
The entrance to Pandemonium came into view and Jace's smirk widened. Everyone in the Shadow World knew about Pandemonium. It was one of the hottest clubs in all of Brooklyn. It even catered to mundanes, which was what drew demons to the place. Of course, Jace knew that with his Invisibilty glamour on place, no mundane was even going to notice his presence this evening. Which was why he was taken completely off guard when he bumped into a short little red head and she immediately called him out on it.
"Hey, can you watch where you're going?" she demanded in a quietly indignant voice.
Jace stopped abruptly and turned to really look at the girl. She was short, really short, and she was staring right at him. "You can see me?" he asked in disbelief.