Clary was standing in the shadows, her hood pulled over her head. She had just created a portal and to do so had taken a lot of energy. She had to make one good enough for her brothers and her to travel from London to New was talking with their new tutor. They had portaled from London after their tutor Peter Blackhorn had told them that he did not want to continue training them. Peter was replacing their older tutor and Peter had told them that he did not trust the bad blood in her family.
Clary was used to this, was used to how people looked at her with distrust. They looked at her brother Tom the same way. His dad Lucian Graymark was a shadow hunter but turned into a werewolf after being bitten. Shadow hunters did not like down worlders, so Luke was happily ignored by the clave. Her other brother Wes was from a family that was in good standing in the clave until they all were suddenly killed leaving Wes an orphan. And so they were use to being left to themselves.
Clary was the daughter of Valentine and Thomas her stepbrother was the son of Luke her step dad. Luke was married before, but his wife Ana could not handle the whole down worlder change in Luke, And so she left but sent him his son some months later with a note that she was ashamed to be connected to a down worlder, even hating her own son. Clary and Thomas were raised together as siblings, true siblings. Thomas was usually joyful, she had never really seen him loose his temper. Clary really liked that. Their younger brother Wes was a jokester, so they both loved jokes.
Shadow hunting was something they were all very good at too. Each of them was broken Clary always thought. They each embraced the dark side of themselves, when they fought demons. But their parents had raised them to take time for laughter too.
Clary's mom and Luke have been married for years. Living in London mainly. They now had a little sister to welcome to the family. Jocelyn and Luke thought they were too old to have kids after being married for so many years and not having any children. But last year they found out that Jocelyn was pregnant . Now they have little Pascal.
Wes was next to Thomas now trying to get directions to a bed or kitchen. He said either feed me or get me a bed. Clary would have love to take a shower. Her red hair was a mess and her hoodie was sticking to her skin. The very vain girl inside wanted to look pretty and feel clean.
The doors to the institute burst open. Both Thomas and Wes ready their blades. In came a tall model type girl with long black hair, a boy shorter than her but looked to be a brother, and then a blond angel faced boy with demon blood all over his black hoodie. All three looked to have had a good hunt that night.
"Well that was a crazy night," said the darkheaded boy."
"Not as crazy as...what the hell...?" the angel boy said. Now everyone except Hodge and Clary had a weapon out looking at one another trying to size up one another.
Hodge came around Wes and Thomas and was about to explain when the tall model yanked Hodge behind her and yelled "Get'um!"
Wes and the blond boy looked to be evenly matched Thomas was fending off the girl abd her whip plus the dark boy with his blade was fencing some but Tom easily knocked him across the room. Tom was doing well, moving around making it hard for them to attack. Hodge was in the middle of the room looking horrified at the sceen.
Clary watched as Tom was pinned by the girls whip and the dark boy was gaining ground on him. Clary knew they were shadow hunters and that they had thought their tutor was being attacked. So she was waiting out the situation. Now though things were starting to get out if hand. She decided to use her whip to get things back to order. She pulled her silver whip out pushed her hood back to reveal her bright red hair. She slashed the whip across the room aiming for the girl first. Wrapping her whip around an arm Clary yanked the girl back, disarming her easily.
Clary took quick aim for the dark haired boy knocking him to the ground with her whip. She turned to the angel boy on the stairs and wrapped he whip around his chest, pulling him backwards to land at her feet.
"Nice..." said Tom coming down the steps to her. Wes was on her otherside. Everyone gained their feet and looked to be in a fighter mad stance.
"As I was just saying, these are our new students." Hodge said with a strangled expression. " This is Thomas Graymark, Wes Mortland and Clarissa Morgenstern. And this is Alec Lightwood, who was the dark haired boy, Isabelle Lightwood the model, and Jace Harondale, who was the angel boy.
Wes asked "So was that the welcome?" He smirked.
" I am sorry. Guess we over reacted. I just saw Hodge with you two strangers and well.. guess I jumped the gun. And where were you at by the way?" She asked me. All eyes turned to the midget in the room.