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"I'm through with standing in line to clubs I'll never get in"
"It's like the bottom of the ninth and I'm never gonna win"
"This life hasn't turned out quite the way I want it to be"
The first few lines of Nickleback's Rockstar blaring out of Jace's cell ruined the dramatic moment. Jace huffed. Did his cell phone have to ruin everything? How did they not annoy the Hell out of every other person moronic enough to have one? Reaching deep into the side pocket of his low slung jeans he reluctantly pulled the thin expensive metal object out and put it to his ear. He didn't need to check the screen to know that it was Simon who was calling. Simon was the only one who had Jace's number. Well, him and Tavish, but why would Tavish be calling him - he knew better. Jace often gave his number to his girlfriend of the week but he always ended up having to change his number when they broke up. Jace's girls tended to have obsessive qualities that were incredibly aggravating.
"What?" Jace snapped,
"Oh hi. I'm fine thanks. You?" Simon replied sarcastically,
"What is it?"
"Ooh...whats up your-"
"SIMON!" Jace snapped, "This REALLY isn't a good time."
"Alright, alright...I was just phoning to see if you wanted to meet up, I mean I haven't seen you in like, forever."
"No, I don't." Jace stated rather cruelly, "Sorry Simon. I'll phone you." and then he hung up. As he disconnected the call he became aware of the two figures that were standing in the doorway watching him, and Hodge who still stood clutching Jace's free arm. Jace spun to face Alec and Izzy, dragging Hogde round with him. They wore strange expressions on their faces. Alec was shocked while Izzy was impressed.
"What?" Jace pressed. At this Alec promptly realigned his face to give an expression of bland bordom.
"You move pretty fast for a Mundie." Izzy appraised,
"I'm not a Mundie." Jace replied, surprised at how right those words felt to say.
"Indeed." Hodge muttered, too low for anyone but Jace to hear.
"He's not that fast." Alec said,
"I'll race you sometime." Jace promised, "But right now I need to...to...find Clary...I have to find her." he carried on a little stumped at what to do now. He hadn't been brought up in a world where seconds were quite so precious.
"Really? And how do you propose to do that?" Alec asked with an air of superiority,
"Alec!" Isabelle scolded, "Clary's in trouble..." Alec's unconcerned mask fell from his face to reveal worry and pain before he quickly covered it up again with determination,
"Your right. Let's go." he said turning on the spot and rushing inside. Izzy behind him. Jace behind her. They ended up in the weapons room just as Jace suspected. Alec took a large blade and a slightly smaller one of the wall and sheathed them in his belt.
"No, Alec." Izzy said to him as she tossed him a bundle of black leather, "You getting killed won't help Clary." he sighed sharply but untied the bundle revealing Shadowhunter fighting gear. Reluctantly he put it on over the clothes he already had on.
"Jace, here," Izzy said, throwing him a similar bundle, "I'm not sure if they'll fit perfectly but they'll do you more good than bad."
"Izzy? What are you doing?" Alec asked through gritted teeth,
"You saw him run, Alec." She replied coolly while giving him a meaningful look. Alec glared at Jace before going back to tieing his boot lace. Jace would have laughed at Alec's stupid childishness if the situation wasn't quite so serious. Izzy gave him a small comforting smile and then proceeded to slip her gear on. Jace forgot about Izzy's strange comment - he just ran, had they never seen anyone run before - and did the same.
Alec, dressed first, sheathed his 2 blades into his belt once again and stormed out of the room before Izzy and Jace had even put on half their fighting gear. The door slammed with a hollow crash behind him. Jace looked at Izzy for an explanation, "Don't worry about him," she said, "He's just having trouble adjusting. He's meant to be the guy around here...to him, you're only competition."
Jace, at a loss for what to say, just nodded and resumed dressing. The silence that followed was more than slightly awkward. When they were both dressed Izzy walked in a wide circle round the room,
studying the walls that were lined with all manner of weaponry. "I think...a simple blade to start you off." she said handing Jace a small curved knife.
Jace stared at it in horror, "I have experiance with knives you know..."
"And?" Izzy replied,
"Well, I think I can handle something a little more challenging."
"Really?" Izzy tested. Then she turned so fast and struck him lightly in the chest with her trade-mark golden whip that he didn't even see it, "Stick to the blade." and then she too left the room and Jace was left on his own in the middle of the Weapons Room looking down at his meager little knife.
He sighed and turned to follow the others through the door.
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Alec and Izzy were sitting on a stone bench that was inserted into the wall a little way down the long menacing corridor. As Jace made his way to them, the soles of his expensive shoes rapped loudly on the stone floor, sending great waves of noise out into the silence that echoed long after he had first put his foot down. Alec glared at him as he approached but didn't say anything. Izzy sat beside him with her arms draped round his shoulders, her head rested against his left arm. Jace stopped in front of Alec, the echos from his shoes cutting through the tense silence for a few seconds after. He waited until they had faded before matching Alec's glare and asking, "So what now then?"
Alec smirked, something between a snort and a sharpe exhail through his nose, and replied, "Let's make this clear, shall we? You are NOT trained so therefore will not do anything unless I or Izzy tell you to. You will not walk, talk, sit, eat, fight or die until we tell you to. OK?"
"I understand where you're coming from here, but I can't really choose when I'm going to die." Jace replied. Izzy shook her head warningly,
"You will or we won't take you. We don't have to you know. Your a Hell of a burden." Alec's raised voice reasoned, "Clary is going to be hard enough to find anyway, besides having to tow a dead weight like you along."
"Well then, don't you think we should get going?" Jace said arrogantly. Alec's face turned red but he got to his feet with an assuring squeeze from Izzy, "And you know I'm not just dead weight," Jace continued, "You saw me run." Jace didn't know what was so amazingly spectacular about him running but he knew Alec didn't like it. Jace turned abruptly and strutted in the direction of the front door. At the end of the corridor they were in he sharply turned right.
"Other way, Wayland!" Alec called, glee and mocking clear in his heightned voice. Jace didn't look at the others as he followed Alec's instructions. He could hear Alec's booming laugh behind him.
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