CHAPTER 1:Clary POV

I'm going to kill those fucking bitches, but first, I'm going to torture their asses because they, of course, are going to Elysum. They don't even deserve it though! All the messes they created, they have harmed, even killed, innocent people. Like Percy Jackson, he blew up a goddamn volcano, and killed a whole bunch of people, including my parents.

I started to pack my bag. I could only use my small backpack because I needed to make it look as though I wasn't going to run away. I texted my friend who I was going with.

"Bitch are you ready yet?"

"Not at all."

"Bitch I'm coming anyways. Meet at that point we decided to meet at."

"Fine. No need to say bitch in every goddamn sentence."

"I do what I want." I texted back. I delete my message history and turn off my cellar data. I turned off my phone so that they wouldn't be able to track me. I asked my aunt if I could go to the Walgreens. She said yes. It's all going to plan. Perfect. I took some money out of the money jar, about ten bucks. I still had some money of on my own but I needed to take it out my card. I walked outside, I could feel the cold against my cheeks. I walked inside the Walgreens and bought a shitload of food, took the rest of the mony out of my card and headed for the bus.