Chapter two: Sparkly Doctors
Clary's POV:
My doctor, Magnus Bane came the next morning. He was my only friend, really. He dressed in colourful clothing and always had his hair gelled and covered in glitter. He wore contact lenses that made his eyes look like a cats. I had never seen him without them, but they seemed to suit his appearance. Today he wore blood red skinny jeans and a sparkly crimson tee-shirt. His hair was done up in spikes and about a tonne of red glitter was in it. "how are you feeling today Clary?" He asked.
He walked over to my side of the room, and pulled up a chair. We went through the routine as we did every day, and everything seemed normal.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jace watching us. After Magnus had finished, he got up as if to leave.
A sudden pain shot through my back, right in the area where all the skin was deformed. I let out a horribly loud scream, and everyone in the room turned to look at me. Magnus rushed forward. "Clary, are you ok?" He asked. I could only moan. "Clary, listen to me, I need you to tell me what's going on."
"My back." I managed to gasp out.
He turned me onto my stomach, and began to inspect the deformed skin that made up my back. I heard Jace let out a strangled gasp. Magnus was talking to one of the nurses, Tessa I think she was called. I heard the word 'X-ray', and I looked up. For a second green met gold. Then my vision went black.
Jace POV:
The girl I was sharing a room with was different. She seemed incredibly fragile, although when she talked there was always plenty of attitude. When she told me about herself, I couldn't help feel sorry for her. WHAT? No. Jace does not feel feel emotions. Especially not for sick mundie girls. The mission was simply to check up on the warlock acting as a doctor, and then leave.
Said warlock l just entered the room. He was a sight to see, what with his cat eyes and sparkly outfits. Magnus Bane, high warlock of Brooklyn. Why in the Angles name would he want to be working in this rundown mundane hospital? He walked over to Little Red, and they appeared to be doing some kind of check up. Just as he was leaving, the girl screamed. Loud.
We all looked at her, and Magnus rushed over to her.
"Clary, are you ok?" He asked. She only moaned. "Clary, listen to me, I need you to tell me what's going on."
"My back." Clary finally gasped out.
Magnus turned her onto her stomach. He lifted up her shirt, and began to look at her back. Clary shifted slightly, and I let out a gasp. Sure, I had seen a lot of disturbing things in my life, but this, this was just horrible. And on a mundane girl too. The skin of her back was all twisted. It seems to be mainly in between her shoulder blades, and there were large areas that stood out in angry red welts. Magnus went over to talk to another warlock who was acting as a nurse.
Clary looked at me for a second, and then she fainted. Magnus rushed off over again, but this time he grabbed the bed and wheeled it out of the ward. Within seconds, I was left on my own, the images of what had just happened playing repeating itself in my mind
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