The gang had finally arrived back at the Institute after the events. Lexi was still reeling. Not the fact that her father was working with Valentine all along, everyone they knew seemed to be working with Valentine one way or another, but the fact he broke her trust. Trust was a big issue with Lexi. One of her downfalls to her personality, she found it hard to trust people sometimes, unless she really knew you like she knew Izzy and the rest of them. For Clary, Lexi still hadn't trust her fully, especially since it was revealed Valentine was her daddy, she believed Clary was a traitor one way or another, it would be a long time before Lexi would trust the red head. If someone broke the brunettes trust, she would break them, slowly and painfully, like she did with her father, Hodge. He lied to her all along, he never wanted her, and all this playing father and daughter role during her growing up at the institute of becoming a Shadowhunter, was just for play.
And now with Jace going with Valentine, he had traitor written all over his face. She would never trust him ever again. He would have to beg for her trust, unless she broke his perfect face instead. They grew up together, they shared stories of their messed up life. Jace being adopted and Lexi's mother being a former mundane, compared to everyone else, they had a perfect Shadowhunter family.
"Are you okay?" Alec asked looking at Lexi.
"I'm fine" she said lying "Actually no, how do you feel right now? Knowing your parabatai, your brother, and your best friend has gone to work with the enemy?" She asked raising her eyebrow.
"Like a piece of me is gone, broken, shattered" he told her
"Well that's how my trust for Jace has gone. For all I care, he can be locked in the City of Bones" she told him shaking her head entering the building and watching everyone panic. They must have already known what happened.
Hodge a traitor, being locked away, Jace, the prized pupil, a traitor, now working with Valentine.
"I think I need to lay down for a bit, I need to sleep, maybe never wake up, this has just gotten so messy, all because of her" she said glancing at Clary before walking off towards her bedroom, before being stopped. "Move" she said looking at the two men.
"We have instructions to take you in" One of the men spoke. Lexi frowned before seeing Lydia appear.
"Of course you would be behind this Miss Bramwell, I bet you wish you were being called Mrs Lightwood" she smirked
"That is the past now, the Clave have ordered to take you in, they believe the daughter of Hodge Starkweather may have something to do with working with Valentine and your father" she spoke, hands together in front of her.
"Wait...what?" she asked frowning to herself, before raising her eyebrow "Please tell me you're kidding me, you think I have something to with Valentine?"
"The Clave believe that yes, your father was a former circle member, and working with Valentine, he stole the Mortal Cup, he injured me and got away, until now"
"Do you want sympathy for not fighting for yourself? It's not my fault you lost the fight, in fact, you lost the Mortal Cup, you should be strong enough to fight him off, for god sake Lydia! I beat my own father up and I am only 18!" she told her laughing "If the Clave want to take me in, they will drag me in, I am not a traitor!"
"The Clave believe differently" She spoke, a smirk appearing on her face. Lexi started forming a fist in her hands.
"So Clary, the daughter of Valentine is allowed to get away with it?" she asked raising her eyebrow "One rule for one, one rule for another! Just because Clary's abilities were hidden for years, doesn't make her innocent, for all we know, her 'oh I am just an innocent girl who knew nothing about my father or my brother who I nearly slept with' is all an act? Get your facts right" she ordered her
"Lexi calm down, it's the Clave's orders, we have to take you in" Lydia nodded her head, the two men coming towards her. She wasn't going down without a fight. Placing her hands out, she caused a telekinetic blast towards the men, sending them backwards down the hall. She then looked at Lydia.
"I didn't hurt you did I?" she asked "Proves something right?" she asked before turning around and running outside of the institute. Tears rolling down her faces, slightly salty...weren't the best taste. She wanted to wipe her eyes, take a deep breath and calm down, but she didn't want to, she needed to let rip.
The sky suddenly turned even darker, pitch black, clouds covering the sky, hiding the sparkling stars sprinkled in the sky, before her hands formed into fists again. Thunder rumbled in the sky, flashes in the dark cloud, revealing the hidden silver stars, before rain started falling down heavy on the ground, instantly soaking her in the h2o liquid. She had to let it all out, and she did, she let out a heavy screech, that could be heard miles away, cities away. The screaming lasted for about 7 seconds, before she stopped, whimpering in exhaustion. She was tired of fighting all the time. Closing her eyes, she was still angry, she needed to release it. As she opened her eyes, they turned silver; a white flash of lightning struck the ground where she stood. A small smirk appeared on her face, white sparkling fangs hiding behind her plump lips.
She was hungry...For blood...
Turning her head around to face the institute, she smirked before running off to a spot she knew. It was a large alley in a rough part of the neighbourhood, Greenwood Heights, known for its violence; she would find someone to eat.
Rushing off to the location, she arrived under an hour. It was dark and quiet, perfect for a quick kill. Now she had a selection, homeless men where no one would care they had been killed, or find a bad one, a murderer, drug dealer or a rapist, she had a pick, as long as one was killed. There were quiet a lot of men out on the streets, smoking probably weed or something illegal, they looked at her, but no them. As she continued walking, she walked past a large alley way, someone wolf whistling at her. Smirking to herself, she stopped walking and looked at the men, both black and white, trying to dress like they are hard.
"Well look what we have here, a sweet one, whatcha doing out here in the middle of the night?" one of the black men asked.
"I could ask you the same thing here, sweet one" she said smirking, mocking his nickname. The three of them laughed at her before circling her.
"Sweet tattoos, what do they mean?" another asked
"They aren't tattoos, they are runes, they give me abilities" That made them laugh, she had to make out she was a silly girl, they were the perfect targets.
"What kind of abilities?" another asked
"This and that, but I haven't come to talk about my runes, I wanted some fun" she smirked watching the three of them.
"Fun, what kind of fun you talking about girl?" He seemed to be the main one of the group. She grabbed him by his collar of his white top and slammed him against the wall.
"This type, rough, wild, public" she winked, the other two on high alert. The main leader put his hand up to let them know he was okay. He then smirked biting his lip.
"Mind if my men watch?" he asked. Was this dude serious?
"Sorry, I don't do that" she said turning her head and enchanting them. From the male's perspective, a white glow was around her as she enchanted them. "Go home, never remember my face" she ordered them. They stared at her before nodding. She then turned to the man and grinned "let's go further" she said taking his hand and walking down further into the alley, until the large dumpsters were covering their bodies and faces. Slamming him against the wall hard enough for something to crack, either his spine or his rib, she covered his mouth before he could let out a groan or a scream as he realised that he was being attacked. "You're the type of men that disgust me, and you deserve to pay, you need to learn to respect women" she said tilting her head, before her eyes glowed silver, panic raised in his eyes, before she bared her fangs. The sound of his pulse through his smooth neck drew her in closer, before sinking her fangs into his skin, the release of blood into her mouth calmed her down, and it was like a drug. Sucking hard, blood running down her chin and his neck, she pulled away once she sucked the soul out of him. His limp body falling down onto the ground, placing her hand out, she set it a light, before placing her hand on his body, it instantly turning to ash.
Breathing slowly, she wiped her mouth, her fangs hiding, and her eyes now brown. Looking up she looked at the man standing in front of her.
"Can I help you Raphael?" she asked raising her eyebrow as she walked out
"That's impressive for your first feed" he spoke.
"Well compared to new vampires, Sirens are born blood thirsty creatures, so it's kinda in our blood" she grinned "What are you doing here?" she asked
"I like having a walk in rough neighbourhoods, like you, I like to deal with some bad people, but I don't kill them"
"That must suck, anyway, I have to go" she said walking past him.
"If you don't feed again, you are going to get cold turkey!" he shouted
"Vampires and Sirens are different! We have control, I just needed to release it" she said walking back to the institute, but first, she would need a swim, to create a good story, they probably would be able to smell the blood on her, salt water would be the better excuse.
Walking to the nearest source of water, she stripped down to her naked body, before diving in, scales forming on her breasts and lower half. Feeling the fresh water around her, she came up for air, and looking at the sparkling stars in the sky, before grinning then laughing...
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