A/N: I finally updated.

Chapter 6

Alec's POV

"Damn it," Jace muttered, as he and I chased after Percy. We were sloshing in dirty alley water, probably caused by the rain and the runoff of questionable fluid, trying to find him; he must have hid because he was nowhere as fast as Jace. And to make matters worse there were many places he could hide in this dump. "Percy," Jace shouted kicking any bin large enough to hide him over, in the process causing a huge mess.

"What are you doing? Littering is against the law," I hissed.

Jace stopped to give me a sardonic smile. "Shadowhunters follow clave law not mundanes," and as if to make a point he kicked over another bin. Then Jace did something he rarely did, he shut up to listen. "He couldn't have gone far. I hear shuffling."

I listened intently too, scanning the streets and examining the shadows closely, even with a rune to improve sight I saw nothing. Jace gestured up to the roof top of one of the houses. I could make out a shape but it was just the chimney. "Jace, I don't see anything," I whispered.

"That's because he's good." And with that Jace leaped onto the roof in a single jump, which was impressive because the house was three stories tall. I, unlike Jace didn't have the power to leap unto tall buildings like a movie super hero and was forced to used a bin as leverage and from then make my way up. Inch by tedious inch.

I wasn't at the roof yet but I could hear the sounds of frantic running, I assumed it was Percy, and the reassuring sounds of pursuit- which had to be Jace.

"All we want to do is talk." I nearly slipped with surprise, Jace had sounded almost gentle.

"Well I'm not interested in what you have to say." I was now at the top and could make out the shadowy forms of both Percy, who looked ready to leap off the roof, and Jace, who was primed to follow.

Sometime during the last thirty minutes the moon's light had been blocked by clouds, but now it resurfaced and in its bright light, I could see what transpired clearly even though both their backs were to me.

Percy leaped but Jace was fast and grabbed onto to him, jumping with him. I sighed in relief, I didn't know if Percy Jackson was a mundane or not, but I seriously doubted he could fly. I would not have been able to handle the guilt of possibly have driven him to his death. Then the relief transformed to annoyance as I realised I'd have to climb all the way back. Defiantly I leaped off the roof, my hands already primed to grip the window ledge of the window on the bottom story, luckily the blinds were closed and there was no light emanating from the inside, possibly the occupants had gone to sleep or on holiday.

"Let me go." Percy and Jace were rolling on the ground, Jace holding onto Percy with all his strength. Percy kicked, landing a blow to Jace's midsection, Jace grunted but still didn't let go.

"We need to talk to you."

"This is America and I don't want to talk to you."

"You misunderstood; I'm not giving you a choice." I recognised the smirk in Jace's voice.

I decided it was time to intervene, I didn't want the neighbours calling the cops. Jace and I were still glamoured but Percy wasn't, and he was tussling with an invisible foe. Even mundanes, as blind as they were, would notice that. They'd probably assume he was drunk or raving mad but either option still involved the local authorities.

"Jace ease up. He's a mundane."

Jace spared me a glance but he only had eyes for Percy. "I'll let him up if he promises not to run."

"Never going to happen." Even though Percy's voice was muffled, I could sense his determination. Percy somehow managed to push Jace off him, slightly panting with exhaustion, he stood to his feet. His bearing was combatant, his hand firmly gripping... a pen?

Jace was sprawled rather inelegantly on the floor; his expression amused as he stood up and brushed the dirt of his clothes. "You really think you can take me on, Seagreen?

Percy didn't respond, in fact he watched Jace attentively, like he was a cobra about to strike. I ran to stand inbetween them, thoroughly irritated, this had been a long night and Jace and Percy's standoff was the last thing I needed.

I was just in time to be hit in the stomach- by my own parabatai. I started to keel over in pain but shook it off. Enough was enough. It was time for me to take charge.

"Sorry Alec," Jace said in a tone that was more annoyed than apologetic, "that blow was meant for him." He was still glaring at Percy over my shoulder.

I scowled. "Stop trying to beat up mundanes, it's the exact opposite of what we're supposed to do."

Jace snorted. "Fifty bucks says he's not really a mundane."

Ignoring Jace I turned to face Percy, those sea green eyes were filled with determination and resignation, as if the effort it took to defeat us would be a waste but he could see no other way. I was both insulted and fascinated, he had seen how fast we could move and had matched our speed- well mine, Jace was one of the fastest of our kind. He didn't even look the least bit afraid. "What are you?" I asked.

"A seventeen year old boy with ADHD who really wishes you people will stop asking him the same questions over and over again," he replied.

"Don't be a smartass. I already have one." I gestured to Jace. Percy watched me warily, the pen still in his hands. "Come with us, talk. We'll let you go afterwards, we swear by the angel." I glared at Jace for good measure. He nodded, clearly he got it.

"Try on the river Styx," Percy retorted. "Sorry, I have plans and a girlfriend. And it's a Friday night."

"Translation, I have a bed time." Jace's snark combined with Percy's was starting to feel worse than a demon's venom. And that hurt.

"We are trying to help you Percy. Doesn't it suck seeing things you can't understand? "

"Alec, I have dyslexia, it's like that every time I read a book. Look, this has been fun but I have to go, my mum will be worried. And frankly I don't want to go anywhere with you two..." Percy shot us a look that I translated into: psychos.

I was tired; I'd spent all night looking for Magnus's cat, now I'm chasing the boy who found him. I was dirty and there were no demons to transfer my frustration to. And worst of all, I'd chosen this over spending the rest of the night with my boyfriend.

So without giving it much thought, or time to hesitate, I punched Percy squarely in the face- effectively knocking him out. Judging from his widening eyes, he didn't see it coming. He fell limp unto the ground.

Jace whistled. "Nicely done. Didn't think you had it in you."

"Jace?"

"Yes?"

"You're starting to piss me off."

"I see Magnus's grouchiness is contagious."

I ignored him; instead I picked up Percy's body, his face still frozen in shock. He was quite heavy despite his lithe frame. "Jace, help me." Jace heaved Percy's legs unto his shoulder, while I gripped Percy's middle to my chest.

"What do we do with him?" Jace asked. "We need to find Clary, she's not as fast and the angel knows how angry she is that we left her."

"That you left her."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

I tilted Percy's body in a silent indication to get moving. We retraced our steps easily, even with the clouds once again concealing the moon, with the help of our sight rune. "You were the first to chase after him. You are the fastest. And most importantly you are her boyfriend."

I couldn't see it but I could feel Jace wincing. "I didn't want him to get away. She can handle herself?" He made it sound like a question. Jace loved Clary, for a while he even drove us crazy because of her. They were like addicts, the way they couldn't get enough of each other. It was extremely nauseating and somewhat sweet. I shook my head instinctively. Sweet? Clearly I was losing it.

"If she can take on Sebastian then she can take on anything," I said reassuringly. "We'll probably find her on the way; we should take Percy to Magnus's. My mum will freak if she sees Percy and we don't need the clave on our backs."

"Sounds good. We'll-"

"You guys are the worst!" Clary's colour was high and little tendrils of her hair had escaped its ponytail, she was also panting. Even more alarming, her clothes were torn in places. "You left me in an alleyway."

She'd come out unexpectedly from what seemed like nowhere, but on closer inspection was a gap between one of the houses we were walking past. I couldn't see Jace's expression but I suspected he looked suitable chastised.

"I'm sorry. I kind of forgot about everything but chasing after Percy. I'll-"

"Make it up to me? I was attacked by a demon." Clary did not look very forgiving. Her green eyes were narrowed, and her nostrils were flared. Jace, much to my chagrin, dropped Percy's legs and rushed to her side. Percy's legs dragged on the ground as I struggled under he's weight

"I couldn't let him get away," Jace put up his hand to stop Clary's reply, "I know that's no excuse. But did you get him?"Clary looked puzzled. "The demon."

Clary smirked, an expression that made her look scarily like Isabelle. "It's now a pile of goo."

"That is so hot."

Jace kissed Clary for way longer than I'd have liked to witness. I'd have rolled my eyes in annoyance but I was too busy using all of my energy to carry Percy. "Little help here?"

Jace, reluctantly, broke off the kiss to give me blank look- which I did not appreciate. Fortunately, he recovered his senses and helped me carry Percy's body- much to my relief.

Clary looked at Percy curiously. "Er what happened to him?"

"Alec knocked him out."

Clary stared at me in surprise, her mouth a little open. I shrugged. "It's been a long night." And that was that. We continued our slow- Percy, with his long arms and legs, was awkward to carry- walk to Magnus's house.

A/N: Sorry if it wasn't amazing, I did the best I could. This actually my second draft. The next chapter will be way better and will finally include other characters from Percy Jackson besides Percy.

Loved it? Hated it? Please review. Also tell me if the characters are OC, it would torment me if they were and no one told me.

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