"Clary!" Jace shouted out, and she blinked as she regained consciousness after realizing that she must have actually been knocked out for a minute, because things were different than when her eyes had been opened a moment ago. Everything was a bit fuzzy around the edges, and there was something sticky along her hairline and spilling over her forehead, toward her eyebrow. "Clary!" Her shoulder was sore, it was throbbing, and her head hurt, and there was a tightness around her thumb that was becoming almost impossible to ignore. "Clary!" Jace's voice was panicked and Clary twisted her head, looking over to where Jace was crouched on the ground of the vehicle. The car had landed the right way up, but the doors were all dented and the roof was caved in. She felt relief flood through him as he realized that she was okay, but then she also became aware of the noise outside.
Gunfire.
So much gunfire.
She had only ever heard it on television before, but it was unmistakable.
It was thunderous, shots going off one after another with barely any pause—machine guns, Clary surmised from her limited knowledge of weaponry, and it felt as though her stomach was completely filled with something heavy.
"Jace," Alec gasped out, and Clary looked forward to where Alec was twisted at an awkward angle between the front two seats. Something tore through the window—a bullet—and glass shattered everywhere, spraying over their bodies. Jace reached out, covering her face with his arm, trying to protect her, pulling her in close to his body.
"Get us out of here!" Jace snapped at Alec, his whole body strung tight with tension. Raphael had managed to get his door open and was half out of the car, pulling himself up with one foot on the metal step of the SUV so that he could look over the roof of the car. His eyes were wide and he had his gun in his hand as he tried to pin point the direction where the shots were coming from. He wasn't firing off, though, and when Clary peeked out the window, she realized why.
All around them was a dense fog, a mist, as though they were in the middle of a dank forest. Clary could barely see a metre or so in front of her face.
Alec was hurt, Clary could see the pain on his face, and she wanted to try and soothe it with her power, but her head was throbbing and she was scared, and she just couldn't concentrate.
Alec reached out for them, wincing as he did so, and she saw the blood dripping from his shoulder, through his clothes. He wrapped one hand around Clary's wrist and slapped the other hand down on Jace's shoulder, and then all three of them whipped out of the car. They reappeared several feet away, against a hard, brick wall of one of the abandoned buildings. Raphael saw them and backed away from the car, his eyes still darting around as he held his weapon at the ready as he took up a protective stance in front of the three. Jace stretched out his hand, and the SUV suddenly squealed as it moved towards them, and started twisting in shape so that it was blocking off the entrance way of the tiny alcove that they were in, trapping the four of them inside.
"You need to get us out of here, Alec! Get us anywhere else!" Jace snarled, his eyes flickering between his two men and Clary, who was shaking and reaching up her fingers to touch the thick red blood that was now dripping into her eyes. They were left in the open, and given the mist that was still hanging thick around them, they were still blinded to where they were being attacked from.
But then the car was being ripped away, and they were left in the open.
"It's a telekenetic," Alec hissed through his teeth, and the cold feeling that had been resting in Clary's stomach spread through her limbs.
A telekenetic.
Raphael jumped up from his crouched position, his gun going off in rapid fire, in the general direction that it sounded as though the gunshots were coming from. Clary squeezed her eyes shut, trying to reach out to the people around them, to Jace's men. She could sense Isabelle, and Alec's pain kept finding it's way into her thoughts. Jace was shouting, he was shouting at Alec, and Clary knew that he was trying hard to gather his remaining strength to teleport them out of there, but he was struggling.
Alec, Clary focused on the dark haired man, trying to shut out the commotion around them, trying to ignore the fact that there was another telekentic around, sending cars flying in every direction, because the fact that they were up against a telekentic made her want to curl up in a ball. Jace was now standing, his hands reaching out to protect them, twisting and crumbling the metal objects that were coming flying in their direction. Isabelle and one of the other men, Theo Cohen, from the car in front of theirs, came running into the alcove with them, there was blood on Isabelle's face, and the other man was limping, and although Clary could tell they were afraid, their expressions were grim and determined. Alec, Clary repeated. Let me help.
Alec glared over at Clary, but he relented after a moment, letting her into his head without any resistance. She tried to block out the pain for him, letting him regain his strength without the worries of the pain dragging him down.
There was so much noise around them, Clary was trying to help Isabelle with the pain she was feeling as well, and she was trying to ignore the throbbing in her own head. There were bullets flying in their direction, and Jace was sending them soaring upwards, or toward the buildings, harmlessly falling the side. Alec seemed to be able to draw his strength, and Clary withdrew from his mind, staring up helpless from where she was huddled on the ground.
"Jace," Clary didn't want to distract him, she knew how much he needed to concentrate right now but she needed to tell him.
She couldn't find the other telekenetic.
She couldn't find the source.
She couldn't read their mind.
They were protected.
And if they were protected, then that had to mean that there had to be another telepath, working alongside whoever it was that was behind this attack.
It was just a void, and even though she couldn't focus entirely on penetrating the barrier that was blocking her, she still had a feeling that she wouldn't be able to break through. There was just this chasm and she couldn't see or feel anything within it.
"Jace, I can't—"
"Just stay down, Clary!" Jace shouted at her as a massive concrete pillar that had rebar sticking out of it dangerously came flying toward them. Jace's hand lashed out, and it went crashing into the building beside them. Concrete shards fell down, showering over them, and Clary let out a squawk as chunk fell on her shoulder. Jace looked down at her, distracted by her sound of pain, when one of their SUV's came flying toward them. Jace only caught it at the last minute, trying to deflect it, but it clipped Isabelle in the side, sending her flying into the brick wall with a sickening thud.
"Izzy!" Alec cried out, and Clary reached out, sensing that Isabelle was alive, just injured, and unconscious.
"Alec!" Jace shouted. Alec was panting, blood was falling from his shoulder, it had soaked through his clothes, and his arm was hanging awkwardly.
"Let him take Isabelle first," Clary told Jace.
"He can take all of us," Jace argued. Alec was trying to concentrate, he was squinting, and he was flickering right in front of their eyes. The bullets were still flying, loud, screeching through the air, and Raphael and the man who had been in the SUV with Isabelle were reloading their weapons and trying to protect themselves, and their boss.
"No, he can't!" Clary shouted. Jace looked at her, and she could feel his mind reeling. He wanted to protect her, he wanted to protect his men. "Let him take Isabelle, and then come back for us," she tried to reason with him. Jace swallowed hard and then jerked his head in a nod. He turned back around, and there was a squealing—a screeching protest from one of the cars that had fallen in front of them as Jace's hands clenched into a fist. The giant ball of metal that had once been a car went flying toward the opposite side of the street.
Alec made it to Isabelle, and wrapped an arm around her. He was looking around worriedly, and Clary could completely understand his concern—near the entrance of the alcove, they were completely in the open, exposed to the gunshots that were coming their way. Jace was intercepting all of them, but it was still terrifying.
Alec and Isabelle disappeared, and Clary felt herself let out a sigh of relief, knowing that at least two of them were safe.
"Do you know where the shots are coming from?!" Jace shouted over at Clary as he sent a handful of bullets smashing into the building next to them. A shower a concrete and plaster fell down, spattering over the four who were left in the alley.
"I can't! I can't—I can't read their minds! I can't feel anything!" Clary admitted, blinking as another roll of mist came toward them, making it even harder to see in front of them. Raphael let out a shout and his body jerked to the side. Clary felt a surge of pain rush through the man, and Theo, who had been in the car with Isabelle, wrapped an arm around Raphael and pulled him backwards.
"We're fading fast, boss," the man commented, raising his voice to be heard over the noise around them. "We're fighting against invisible people—we have no idea where they are!" Jace's face was a grimace, because he knew the man was right. But Alec would be back soon, and he would be able to get them all out of here. At least, that's what he hoped. Alec had been badly hurt and it was affecting his power.
Clary was crouched against the wall, behind Jace, trying to protect her head when suddenly the cloud lifted from her mind, and suddenly she was able to see each and every single one of the attackers. There were six, and one of them was right—
"Jace!" Clary screamed out as a person materialized in front of them, out of the thick smoke. It was a girl, with long blonde hair, and if her mind wasn't viciously intent on harming them, maybe she would be considered beautiful. She completely ignored Raphael and the man to the side, who lifted his arm and fired off a shot at her.
"What the fuck..." Jace breathed, stilling as the girl deflected the bullet by her body transforming completely, her body suddenly looking as though she was fully made of glass. Her thoughts instantly disappeared from Clary's mind, but she had seen enough. Everything was already happening to fast, and she had to get Jace out of the way.
"No—Jace!" Clary jumped up from the ground, ignoring the aches in her body from the concrete that had hit her, colliding with Jace and pushing him out of the way.
"Clary!" Jace growled, reaching out for her, trying to pull him with her. Alec suddenly appeared, looking even worse, more pale and blood soaking right through his shirt now, one arm and shoulder completely red. "No, take Clary!" Jace tried to argue as Alec wrapped a hand around his wrist, but Clary just shook her head.
The blonde girl in front of them suddenly turned human again, as though it was as easy to shift between her dense glass state and flesh and bone like snapping her fingers. Her eyes were once again on Jace, and she lashed out her hand, and her hand was glass now, and thick, deadly looking shards flew from her fingers. Clary moved again, throwing herself in front of Jace and Alec. She vaguely heard Jace shouting at her, but then it was abruptly cut off, and she knew that Alec had managed to disappear with Jace.
At least he was safe, she thought idly as a searing pain pierced her stomach.
Sooooo the first thing I want to say was that the P!nk concert was absolutely amazing! Holy shit, she was incredible. She spent more time up in the air than she did on the stage. It was also her birthday the night we went, so her daughter and hubby came out with a cake, and shit...The whole thing was just amazing.
I rewatched a couple of old movies when I was off work sick, some of my old favourites; Dinosaur, Matilda and Stardust. Honestly, I can never get tired of them. Animated movies are my go-to's when I'm sick or drained and just done with life. Haha. They're just the beeeest. I also really wanted to recommend Hannah Gandsby: Nanette. It's a comedy special on Netflix and I really don't want to say much about it and give it away, but it is absolutely incredible, and not quite what you would expect? Watch iiiiiit.
Song wise, I'm super obsessed with Dynasty by MIIA, and all the fandom videos on Youtube using that song. And High Hopes by Panic! at the Disco. Everytime I hear that song, all I can see is Shawn Mendes appreciative look at Brendon Urie as he was performing it at the VMA's. Hahaha. Also High On Life by Martin Garrix, Temporary Love by Joey, 48 by Moss Kena and The Getaway by Hilary Duff. If you guys have any recommendations, send them through!
I've also become re-obsessed with 5SOS. They were amazing in concert when I saw them a few years ago, but I hadn't been a massive fan then. I ammmm now! Luke Hemming in that damn glittery eyeliner. Shit! And maybe when he and Michael play each others guitars, I get intense heart eyes, I don't know...
Oh, has anyone watched the newest season of Ozark? I haven't gotten around to it yet, not sure if it's as good as the first season? Also, we finally finished Banshee. Haha. I know that it's a super old show, but we just have so many that we took ages to get through. But we finally did! God, it was brilliant. I absolutely adored Job and Sugar, and Siobhan just broke my heart. Overall, the show was great, and if you haven't seen it, please do!
Oooh, oooh! And The Gifted is back! Thunderblink is beautiful and I'm totally digging Andy's look. And SVU!
Oh—and is everyone else watching the new Shane Dawsons documentary? I don't really like the subject matter at all, dude's an ass, but I love him.
Omg. Okay. I'll stop here. God I hate these once monthly updates. Can't wait till my schedule is less busy. Anyway. Let me know what you thought of the chapter, and let me know if you want a preview xx