*To my older readers: I changed very little in this chapter just a description of Izzy's necklace, and the hallways after class.
Sorry it's a short chapter, but I had to end were I did, you'll see why*
Seraphina stared into the room that she would be living in for the year. It had two sides, which each had a bed with a desk. Along with that there were two wardrobes, and a bathroom. It wasn't exactly big, but it wasn't small either.
"Hi, it seems were roommates," Isabelle Lightwood walk in the door way with her duffle bag and the piece of paper that had her class list on it. She was wearing a necklace with a huge red stone on it. Seraphina wondered how she hadn't noticed it before. The stone was the size of a fist.
"Of course that would happen," Seraphina smiled. She said a silent thank you for sharing a room with someone she already knew. "I like your necklace,"
"Thanks, it acts like a sensor," she held the stone between her fingers. "When demons are near it glows and you feel heat,"
"What's your first class?" Isabelle leaned towards Seraphina's list.
"Training, what's yours?" Seraphina already could feel the dread of waking up early to swing a sword around. She groaned.
"Same, you don't get up early do you?" Isabelle smiled.
"No, never," both the girls laughed.
The next day at 7:15 in the morning the girls were up with their weapons in the massive training classroom. The teacher was a middle aged man in gear who had a sword in his hand.
"Alright," he cleared his throat. "You all have a range of weapons. Which in turn has a different distance range then others," he smiled. "I want to see what you all can do with your own weapon, and then were going to start with swords. You are going to need to know how to use all different kinds of weapons, so don't get to attached to whatever one is in your hand,"
"Go find a target, not a person, to practice on, and I will walk around the room to evaluate you," he stood watching as sleepy shadowhunters moved to different areas of the classroom. Isabelle and Seraphina moved off to one side were there was an open space.
"I have a sword, what's your weapon of choice?" Seraphina looked at Isabelle who smiled.
"I've got a whip," Isabelle unwrapped what looked like a bracelet from her wrist. It really was a whip but it was different than a typical whip; the color of it was a silvery-gold.
"Is that an electrum whip?" Seraphina asked surprised. Its was a unique weapon she had only seen a few people use.
"Yeah, I got it for my birthday last year," Isabelle looked down at her whip, still smiling.
"Ok girls your next, show me what you can do," their teacher was standing next to them smiling.
Isabelle went first swinging her whip and slicing through the air. She caught on to a dummy resembling a demon and ripped it from its stand. The dummy went flying in the air and landed across the room.
"Very good," he turned to Seraphina who turned to another realistic dummy of a demon.
She lifted the sword and gracefully swiped an x on the dummy through the chest. The teacher nodded, and moved on to the next group of students. Class went on for an hour and then Seraphina had math. Isabelle had demonology which was on another side of the school. They both walked out of the class room and down the hall before they had to split up were three other hallways lead off.
Seraphina was the only one walking down the hallway in that moment. When she got to the far end of it she noticed a boy and a girl arguing. She tried to not listen as she walked by but she caught a few words.
"The circle will just have to have a different goal," the girl whispered to the boy.