Clary Fray was walking around the streets of New York, only pausing when she thought she saw someone. Being a seer, she knew she did see the person.
The person was a beautiful Asian female with pale olive skin and jet black hair. Her eyes were an emerald green. She wore an interesting military uniform, all green with metal armor. Her stature was regal and stern.
She could've been a fairy or vampire, but it was bright of dawn and her metal armor was an iron alloy.
"My name is Clary, and what are you doing here?"
"Clarissa Fray." Kuvira bowed, a signature thing in wherever she lives.
" The Downworld is at chaos, the Seelie Queen has been killed by an anarchist. I will do whatever it takes to reunite the Downworld and Shadowhunter worlds."
Clary was pretty puzzled. " And you are a downworlder?"
"No. I am my own breed. A bender. A mundane who can control an element and see through glamour, yet can also be born as a Shadowhunter. I'm just a bender, not a Shadowhunter"
"What do you want?" Asked Clary
"What I always get, unity in a chaotic world
