Hello Readers! Thank you for reading this story. This is my very first Fan Fiction and I am so excited. I hope you like this story as much as I do. Reviews are appreciated!

Chapter 1

So much has changed in the past weeks. Everything I've known from Dungeons and Dragons is real. Vampires and werewolves. Faeries and warlocks. Demons and angels. Good and evil. Life and death. War and hate.

I flop down on my bed and mope. I seem to be doing that a lot lately, moping. The one girl I want is so far out of reach it's almost comical. "Ha," I laugh out of spite for myself and the stupid fucking laws. Shadowhunters can't date Downworlders. But Alec has Magnus, I argue with myself, there's got to be a loophole the Clave hasn't

thought of. But of course I'm too weak and stupid to think of one. Everyone thinks of me as the weak little mundane that would follow Clary everywhere she went. Nobody respects my new vampire powers. I'm looked down upon even by Valentine who isn't even capable of loving his own daughter. Izzy dated Meliorn, I argued again. As soon as I thought of her name, an empty black hole opened in my chest. Izzy. Izzy, Izzy, Izzy. I fell in love as soon as she kissed me, before I turned into a rat and was almost killed by a hotel full of vampires. Oh, don't get me wrong, I know I could never have a chance with a girl like that. I close my eyes and think of her perfect curves. Her long smooth hair. Her wide brown eyes hardened with hate for demon-kind. I feel a pain in my lip and a tingling in my gums. My fang teeth are coming out. I need to feed.

"Simon, honey," mom calls, "Dinner!"

"Hang on a sec mom," I reply. My lip is starting to bleed.

"Come sit down young man, or I'm taking away your Xbox!"

"Mom, I'm on the phone with Clary!"

"Oh that's nice sweetie, you two never hang out anymore."

"Yeah, she's picking me up in ten minutes," I lie as I start dialling Clary's number. She picks up on the second ring.

"Simon this better be good I'm out shopping with Izzy."

"I have a major problem regarding mom, fangs, blood, and vegetarian enchiladas."

"Sounds like quite the predicament," Clary deadpans.

"I assure you, it is. Can you pick me up?" I can hear Izzy saying no in the background. I must be on speaker.

"Izzy will be pissed," she answers.

"Clary, please?"

"Be ready in ten minutes," Clary decides and I hear Isabelle groan.

"Thanks-" I begin to say but she had already hung up.

"Clary's picking me up in, like, ten minutes," I tell my mom as I dash outside. I don't hear what she has to say in response because Luke's truck roars up to the curb in front of my house. Clary looks tiny behind the wheel of the big truck. In the front seat I see Izzy fingering her seraph blade. I gulp, hoping she doesn't plan on hunting any vampires tonight.

"Ladies," I greet them.

"In the back, vamp," responds Izzy and I dutifully open the door to the back seat,"This had better be fucking important or I will cut your throat." I quickly explained what had happened and Clary sighs.

"You need to tell your mom that you're a vampire," says Clary.

"It's not that easy," I sigh, "Most of the other vampires don't live at home. A lot of them don't even have a family. I'm the only one who still lives with my mom. I'm not even legal and I never will be so I can't move out. I will never age." Clary looks over at me with dull, tired eyes. Eyes that have already seen too much. I send her a pleading glance.

"I don't want to talk about it now," Clary says as she steps on the gas. "Luke's in Idris meeting with the Clave and he took my mom with him. He isn't at the apartment so you can crash there. Izzy do you wanna sleep over too?"

"Um...sure, I guess. I have a bottle of wine in my bag," she says gesturing to her oversized tote bag. That earns incredulous stares from both me and Clary. "What?" Izzy defends, "In case of an emergency!"

"What exactly qualifies as an emergency?" I smirk.

"Right now's a good a time as any," she responds. Her tone has lightened up and she no longer sounds like she's going to murder me.