So here's chapter 8 :) A couple of days ago someone said I should do the part about Madame Dorothea going into the sunlight, so... drum roll pleas... Here it is! I kinda just winged this one and it gets a tad bit random, so don't say I didn't warn you :P

And just a tiny language warning in this one guys.

Oh, and it's in Simon's POV :)

Have fun reading! :3

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"Simon!" Clary's fist pounded against the window of Madame Dorothea's apartment, "Simon! It's not really her! She has the cup!"

I looked from Clary, to Madame Dorothea (who stood on the porch in front of me), and back to Clary again. I was a bit confused, to say the very least. I glanced down towards Madame Dorothea's waist, where a bulge protruded from her pocket. The tip of the mortal cup stuck out from the top of her apron. Damn, I thought dully, you seriously suck at hiding things, woman!

Clary continued banging on the window relentlessly. Dorothea pretended not to notice it. I mean, seriously? How dumb or deaf did she think I was? "She's a greater demon!" Clary warned.

"Huh?" I said, losing my cool, "G-greater demon?"

Clary nodded and Madame Dorothea smiled innocently back at me, like she was somehow still pulling off her charade. "Use the sunlight Simon!" Clary said, "Greater demons can't go into the sunlight!"

I deadpanned. I looked at Madame Dorothea, who was standing outside, in broad daylight, and then back at Clary. Clary, you dipshit, I thought to myself.

Excuse me? Clary's voice echoed in my mind, making me jump. Who are you calling a dipshit?

Clary? I think incredulously, I'm not even safe in my thoughts now? How are you doing this?

The rings, Simon. She held up her hand through the window, showing a golden ring strapped around her finger. I raised my own hand I saw that I was wearing an identical one. Whoa, wait, I thought at her, I thought we didn't get these rings until the fifth book?

Well, she thinks at me, they decided that they had already screwed this movie up enough to do whatever the heck they wanted, so they decided to give us the rings now.

Ohhh, I think, that makes sense.

Simon! Madame Dorothea? Greater demon? Ring any bells? Clary nags telepathically.

Right. Madame Dorothea had turned her attention to the door for reasons that were unknown to me, so I picked up a conveniently placed shovel while she was distracted. When she turned back around to face me, I got ready to be awesome for once, and swung my shovel at her head. Her neck bent at an awkward angle and she stood stunned for a moment.

Yeah! Shovel power! I think at first. But, then, her neck rights itself and Dorothea's face morphed and twisted until I was looking at demon in Madame Dorothea's clothing. It was pretty trippy.

Panicking, I charge at her. All because of my immense upper body strength and extreme muscles, I send her flying through the door. She falls and I try my best to keep her down. Somehow (I think with my other-worldly mundane powers) I keep her pinned down with difficulty.

Luckily, Jace manages to push aside the piano that had them trapped in her apartment, because he could obviously only do that when someone's life was in mortal danger, instead of breaking out and killing Madame Dorothea and getting the cup back probably much quicker and without risking someone's (mine specifically) life. But no, he just had to do things the dramatic way.

Anyways, I moved out of the way while Jace stabbed her in the chest. She started spasming and Clary swooped in like a girl who had to get around a cockroach or spider or something, and snatched the cup from Dorothea's hand before skipping away with a squeal. And she was the one with awesome, badass shadow hunter blood in her?

I can hear you, She says in my mind.

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Sooo... too random? Next I'll try and write about Magnus's party :) If there's anything else, let me know :D