I didn't realize so many people would be excited about this one haha.

Why don't we just get out of this way, and I'll do a blanket note.

Madi Monotone:I do not own Shadow Kiss, or Richelle Mead, or her work, or her cousin. Again, we should realize how amazing I am on my own.

Richelle Mead: …

Madi: This is why I'm hot! This is why I'm hot!

~THEMESONGS ~

Take a Vacation! ~ The Young Veins

.M.I.W.

1. Duty over Desire

You know, after a bit of thought, I was beginning to realize that there are a few issues in my life.

No kiddies, it's not what you think.

And, if you're one of those strange kiddies that live under rocks for long durations of time, care to let me elaborate? Maybe in a better way than Roscoe Dash could ever? I think it may be possible, though I'm not all that great at judging things of this nature. How about I just give it my grandest whack, and see where that leads us?

I'm Madi, the Rogue.

Yes… I know it sounds lame at first, but I'm not done elaborating. I'm not that awesome (yet) where only my name can strike amazement into the hearts of many wannabe adventure-seekers and glory hounds. And yeah, I just admitted I'm one of the biggest glory hounds out there. Sue me.

But, maybe, where I've been, will help you understand how amazing I really am.

I've spent time with some of the finest, most talented angel warriors in their modern day history in downtown Brooklyn. They call themselves Shadowhunters. I fought in a war against demons, received some kickass weapons, and became very close to one certain golden-haired Shadowhunter who is just as obnoxious as me. And no, I don't mean 'close' as in we dated. More like we've decided that we're going to be family in bond.

Then, more depressingly, I went back to an old frontier (for my world, anyways), and made fun of vampires, klutzy brunettes, and ate with werewolves. Then, I fought some of these walking disco balls (hey! I think that was a hint you just missed!), and killed an innocent person as a result of my cockiness. I guess it was then that I should've maybe humbled myself?

Eh, why bother?

And, of course, I went into the world where mutant children played, kicked ass, and enjoyed it (much like myself), with a friend from my world. This was where things had started going… minutely downhill. In the book, one of those crazy doctors shot me up with some awesome serum that made me a bit faster, stronger… you know, the usual. Except, if that stuff mixes with my natural adrenaline, it creates blood upchucking side effects?

I know right? It's amazing!

But… These were not exactly a few of the things I'd call 'issues'.

You see… I needed to get out more.

Yeah, I know. I suppose (as I've been told) only I would say something like that, but it's true. I really needed to get out.

I've been so focused lately on working out, practicing my swords, and writing that I hadn't exactly had much time to spend with friends.

Well, that was changing today.

Today, I was going to hang out with a friend, at the mall, go shopping, eat copious amounts of Chinese food, and then get home and create outfits out of the clothes I bought!

It was any teenage girl's fantasy… or maybe just her normal weekend.

For me, this was not so.

But, oh well. I'd rather not dwell on things like that.

I was in my basement, relaxing, defusing from a heavy workout session with the swords. They leaned calmly against my legs as I sat on the recliner, regaining my breath. My eyes wandered across the eclectic collection of memorabilia from all past decades lining the walls, shelves, piled in boxes, and shoved in corners.

Behind a sketch and color of an ocelot's head – probably bought in the 80's, early 90's, due to the gold, thin frame surrounding it – was a small rucksack I'd scrapped out of one of the many closets filled with wrapping paper and older clothes for some reason my grandmother decided against throwing out.

It was dark brown leather, having a sort of vintage, worn feel. But the weather was strong, durable, as the Italian label on the inside of the flap proved when I Googled it, just for grins and out of pure boredom.

Inside was the Shadowhunter gear Jace had given me a few months ago. A light, durable black tanktop, skin tight black pants, a tough black jacket, and the English riding boots. There was also a silver studded belt (added by yours truly to make it seem more badass) and the ever so mysterious Fae-Bag I was given the last time I'd gone playing around in The Mortal Instruments. I'd contemplated on opening it a few times, but always decided against it, a strange fear making me not want to deal with the magic.

It was now March, and there hadn't been a real portal since November, which was worrying me. I wasn't exactly in the mood to let this adventure end. It was fantastic fun thus far.

.M.I.W.

After showered and cleaned, I was downstairs again in a pair of blue shorts, a black tank top, and a thin shirt that was screen printed from the cover of a book by an all time favorite author F. Scott Fitzgerald. I also had my red, flowered sunglasses, and a pair of gray vans.

Oh yes, Madi can accessorize.

I crouched down and reached out to my rucksack, where I left my money in case of portal hopping emergencies. I paused though at the sight of silver glinting in the fluorescent light. It was a ring. A simple silver band with interesting markings in a pattern around it. It was a gift, sent via Jace Lightwood, by a certain Fae Knight.

Meliorn.

I sighed. I'd written him a letter just after I left the world of The Mortal Instruments to come back home, explaining everything about me. Mainly how I wasn't from his world, had to get home, and how I managed to fall in love with him after three amazing weeks.

It still made my chest feel incredibly hollow at the thought.

Jace had Runed (I guess I could use it as a verb) me the envelope, just incasing the ring, and actually a letter from himself. In the letter, Jace explained most of the secondary story of my effect on the knight. The day after Jace gave him the letter, Meliorn came to the Institute to ask Jace about my 'portal hopping'. Jace said he'd explained it as clearly as he could, and Meliorn just handed him the ring and told him to give it to me. He also said that Meliorn told Jace what I had been up to and how I managed to get that potion. He thanked me simply, and signed in farewell: Your Cousin, Jace.

"Madi!" I heard my mom call from upstairs. "Do you want to go or not?"

I rolled my eyes. What a stupid question.

"Yeah!" I called back. "Two seconds! I just needed to get something!"

I sighed as the door closed, gave the ring a sparing look, and went back to my bag. Just as I was grabbing the wallet, there was a bright flash of blue light, and I looked up immediately. There was a metallic rip that pierced the air, and a portal furled out from empty atmosphere.

I smiled slightly, letting out a sigh. Of course. Why should I ever get a break.

But I shrugged and grabbed the rucksack, slinging the straps on my shoulders and tightening them accordingly. I put on my sunglasses, and walked towards the bright light, ready for any unexpected happening to come my way.

.M.I.W.

Ew… It's short. Let's call this a teaser.

The outfit's online. I'll post it on the profile.

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