(Zach's Pov.)
I was having the best dream. Me and Cammie were on a mission together and… I think I should stop there. But the point is, the dang alarm clock woke me up and I was having a very good dream! I guess it didn't matter though because I would be seeing her later.
I got up, took a shower, and fixed my hair, making it spiky and a bit messy. Just the way I know Cam likes it. I kept thinking about her. I had this bad feeling, like I knew something bad was going to happen. Or already did.
As I walked out the door, I was attacked my three girls.
"ZACH, WERE IS CAMMIE!" Bex, Liz, and Macy asked.
"I don't know," I defended. "How would I know? I've been sleeping. What's wrong? What happened?"
"Cammie wasn't in the room this morning," Bex said.
"So, check the passage ways."
"Already did," Liz said. "Not there."
"Her mom's office?"
Macy shook her head. "Not there ether. We thought we better come to you before we tell the headmistress that she may possibly be missing."
I took a shaky breath. "I'm sure she's fine. We'll see her at breakfast, or in class. She wouldn't miss that."
I walked past them, filling my stride with as much swagger as possible. Even though my outsides said I wasn't worried, my insides were freaking out!
God I wished I had gone looking for her. Where did she go? It's like she just disappeared. She blends. Not vanishes.
I went to my first class, and Cammie wasn't there. When they took attendance, and she didn't answer, everyone started to panic. Me especially. There was a code black, and everyone searched every part of every room, but there was no Cammie.
"Mr. Goode?" I spun around to see Mr. Solomon standing with the girls and headmistress on the other side of the room. I walked over there as smoothly as possible.
"Find her?" I asked.
He shook his head sadly. "Zack, we went over the video tapes, and there are no signs of Cammie. We saw her exit her room, but after that… nothing."
I bowed my head. "What are you saying?"
"Zach, Cammie most likely ran away. and out there on her own..? the COC has better chances of getting her now."
(Cammie's Pov.)
Six months later
Being back home was great. Although mom and dad were still gone, I was having a blast. I was training again, properly, and was fighting demons with the gang every Friday night.
I had washed out the light brown hair die, and now it was back to normal. Black, like every other Lightwood. Now that I didn't have to wear a uniform, I resorted to black skinny jeans, a black tank top, and a mix of converses and pumps. I still couldn't decide which ones I liked best. And if you haven't noticed, the Lightwoods wear a lot of black. It just goes with our attire and iced blue eyes.
I was sitting in my room, lying on my bed, throwing a ball up into the air, and catching it.
"As fun as that looks," Alec said, peering in. "I must asked… would you like to go hunting?"
"Sure," I said, sitting up. "Who's all going?"
"It'd be you and me."
"Cool-e-o. let's do this thang. Were too?"
He smirked. "My favorite place. The Pandemonium."
We had arrived at the club, splitting up as usual. I would go to the dance floor, and lure the demon out. Us Lightwood Girls were extremely good at that. I wasn't wearing the rune that would make me blend in, not seeing the point. I was glamoured, and was supposed to be being noticed.
I spotted my target, and started dancing it's way.
Extra-
(Zach's Pov.)
It had been half a year, and we were still searching. We searched every state, and now we reached New York. We were heading to a club to investigate there. Not to long ago we had been looking at video feeds and saw her around that area. We had it on high alert all the time. Then we saw her go it. I didn't
When we got to the club, I expected to be searching for hours trying to find her. Surprisingly it only took a minuet.
"Found her," I said. I was so excited. I had found her. But she didn't look like herself. She had a green dress that barely came up mid-thigh with long, flowing sleeves. Her pumps were so Macy approved, and don't let me forget that she had black hair now that look so natural it'd made me think it was real for a second. She stood out like a sore thumb. I was about to race over there when someone grabbed her waist, and looked to be dancing with her.
And she danced with him. She turned to look at him, and smiled. She danced closer, and closer until there was barely any room between them. Then she kissed him. Hard.
I stood there, shocked. Mr. Solomon noticed and gave me a sympathetic look. She pulled the boy closer and whispered something in his ear. He was shocked, then seemed angry. It was a good thing I could read lips.
(Cammie's Pov.)
I danced close to the demon, and I was just so beautiful he couldn't resist dancing back. I decided to speed things up, so I kissed him. He growled with hunger.
"You like that demon," I asked.
He looked down at me, shocked. I allowed him to see the runes on my arms.
He sneered. "Shadow Hunter?"
"that's right," I whispered in his ear. "Now lets take this outside, shall we?"
I grabbed his are, and pulled him out the door. But not before signaling Alec first.
(Zach's Pov.)
What a shadow hunter? It didn't make sense. I told Mr. Solomon what I saw.
"We should follow," he said.
"I know."
We ran out the door, the girls and headmistress behind us. I saw a boy get up from the bar and make his way over. I warned the others.
"Could be COC," Miss. Moran said.
"We'd better take him down," Bex said. "He could hurt Cams."
I nodded. I wasn't taking any chances.
We got out there, and watched.
Cammie walked closer to the boy she was dancing with earlier.
"Anything you'd like to say?" she asked.
He growled. "No."
"You sure?"
"Yes."
The boy from the bar stepped out of the shadows, and approached behind Cammie with a knife in his hand.
I don't know what I would have done, but know what Mrs. Morgan would have, and did.
She shot him.
(Cammie's Pov.)
I felt Alec come up behind me, and I expected him to help me kill the demon. What I didn't expect was for there to be the echoing ring of a gun, and for him to fall right behind me.
"ALEC!" I screamed. I dropped to my knees and cradled his head in my arms.
I looked up at the shooter. "Rachel?" I looked at the others around her. "Mr. Solomon, Bex, Liz, Macy… Zach? What are you…" I looked down at the gun in her hand. "You shot him? You shot Alec?"
"He could be COC, Cam," Rachel said.
I glared at her. "He's not COC."
"You don't know that Cammie," Mr. Solomon said
"Actually I do. He's my brother."