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Jace P.O.V.:
"Well that was odd," I said to Clary. We had just portald back to the institute after that strange encounter, and now we were looking in the library for any Greek or Roman books.
"I agree, that's the whole point of looking for any books that can lead us to them." Clary said.
"It was a good idea and all, but this is a shadowhunter library. The only books we're going to find here are about demons, not gods," I told her. "I say we ask the others about this, because honestly we're getting nowhere."
"Fine," she says sounding a little defeated, "I guess I'll get Simon and you round up Izzy and Alec."
"Deal, meet you back here in an hour." I told her. Then we parted ways to find the gang.
Clary P.O.V.:
"So, their exact words were 'Greek or Roman?'" Simon asked as we walked to the institute.
"Uh hu," I told him for the umpteenth time.
"Did those empires even exist at the same time? More to the point, I'm almost positive that they don't exist any more."
" I don't know, maybe it was code for something. Like good guys and bad guys, weren't the Romans supposed to be a whole lot more violent?" I asked.
"I think, in Mr. Burns history class, we learned that ancient Greeks were more about the kill and ancient Romans were more about the torture." He said casually.
"How is that supposed to be any better?" I exclaim. "Am I expected to feel reassured by that fun fact?" I couldn't help it I started to laugh. The moment was short livid seeing as some demon thing jumped out of an ally and onto the sidewalk right where we were standing.
It was horrifying, think of the scariest thing you've ever seen and multiply it by a number higher than you can count. Maybe then you can start to understand how terrifying it was.
It was a flipping bunny!
Simon P.O.V.:
A four foot tall bunny, seriously. It had to be Clarry's childhood fear. I don't think Satan himself could scare her more; in fact I'm willing to bet he couldn't.
No time to gamble now though, because Clary had taken less than a second to recover from her shock before chopping into the demon thing with a seraph blade as long as her arm. Before I had time to react, Mr. Bunny was no more than a pile of ash.
"You scare the crap out of me when you do that, you know." I told her.
"Of course," she said out of breath. With that we hurried back to the institute.
So there it is, chapter two! It would have been updated earlier but a HUGE spider decided to take an extended vacation on my keyboard. Totally scared the manliness out of me. Review please, I'll send shout outs next chapter to those who do. Until next time, bye!