Clary was curled in her bed, reading a demonology book she had found in a tucked-away library located in Sebastian's house. There were a variety of books, mostly about weapons, demons or mythology; but this was the only demonology book that was not filled with scribbled notes.
Strange, Clary wondered, why all the notes? She figured that it wasn't just a 'normal' Shadowhunter thing, because all of the books at the Institute had been crisp and in good condition, even the really old ones. Even stranger was that as Clary had skimmed throughout the notes, a name had been repeated frequently: Lilith. But the rest had been in a sort of strange code.
A knock at the door started the redhead from her thoughts. "Clary?" It was Jace. "I'm coming in."
She sat up hurriedly, tucking the demonology book deep under her covers. Jace came in, face blanching when he saw Clary's sweatpants and tank top. "Miami, Clary. We're in Miami."
Fists on her hips, Clary frowned. "Technically we're in a weird demon-house. And by the way, you usually knock before going into someone's room, Jace. What if I had been changing?"
The blonde smiled slyly. "Then this converstation would be going in an entirely different manner. Would you like me to re-enter?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Gross, Jace." Was all Clary could manage to say, a hot blush creeping up her neck and cheeks.
Jace shrugged, though he smirked at her pinkened face. "I came to tell you to get ready. We're going to a club."
"Why?" Clary asked, curious.
"Ask Seb." Jace said, walking across the room.
"Where is he anyways?" When Clary and Jace had maneuvered their way through the streets of Tofino and back to the house, Sebastian was in his room. When they arrived in Miami, he had left abruptly.
"Right here, Sis." Sebastian stated popping out from under her bed, a grin forming as Clary jumped in surprise. "Boo."
"Yeesh, Sebastian. It's not normal to hide under peoples beds!" Clary grumbled, then turned towards Jace. "So-Jace!" Clary screeched, as she noticed Jace rifling through her closet.
"Here." He replied, tossing her a slip of green material.
Sebastian swiped the material before Clary could inspect it. "Really, Jace? It's Miami." He stated, mimicking Jace's earlier comment to Clary. Sebastian tossed the dress into the back of the closet and produced a smaller, red slip of material. "Here, Clary. We'll meet you downstairs in ten, okay?"
Clary shook her head. "Why in the world do you want me to wear this?"
"Because we're going to a club. Jace said as much" Sebastian stated calmly. "Look, Birdy, I know it's not what you would normally wear, but you have two amazing guys who'll protect you from creepys."
"Creepys?" Clary had to laugh. "I'm pretty sure I'm looking at two of them right now."
Jace snorted, "I promise you, I am far better looking than any creepy you will ever meet." Sebastian chuckled a bit before focusing back on Clary.
"Ten minutes, Birdy." He said, with a dark warning beneath the smirk.
"Okay, I'll wear the...Dress. But, first tell me what you were doing in Tofino and why we're going to this club." Clary said firmly.
Sebastian sighed. "So stubborn." He mumbled. "I was meeting an old friend in Tofino. And I have business in Miami."
"That's not good enough." Clary frowned.
"Too bad." Sebastian said flatly. "You'll find out soon enough. Then he and Jace left, closing the door behind themselves with a finalizing click.
Clary shook her head in frustration. She knew they were planning something. She just had to figure out what. After a minute or two of Clary's brain trying to figure out the two boys' plan, she decided that the headache could wait.
Her preparation was simple: Brushed hair shoved into a ponytail, a swipe of makeup and slipping into the dress. For lack of other shoes, Clary shoved her feet into her black converse.
About to leave, Clary abruptly rushed back to her bed and threw her covers away, revealing her previously concealed book and phone. Grabbing the items off her mattress, Clary headed to the adjoined bathroom and opened the cabinet under the marble sink. There were baskets filled with extra shampoo, conditioner, soap etc. piled neatly; behind a stack of towels was a basket filled with Clary's hygiene products. She shoved her phone under the various items and folded the book into a blue towel.
"Claaaaaaary." Jace's voice sounded from outside her room.
"I'm coming!" Clary hurriedly shut the cabinet and out her room, where an impatient blonde was waiting.
Miami really was amazing. "There are so many palm trees!" Exclaimed Clary, as she and her two blonde companions made their way to the bouncer waiting at the club doors. The club, from the outside, was a large, white building with the title Chaos printed in big, blocky letters above the doors.
"Mm." Respond Sebastian, as they finally were in front of the bouncer. Sebastian leaned in and whispered a few words to the bouncer, who motioned for them to enter.
Once the three entered, Clary froze. The club was huge! It made Pandemonium seem like a playground, compared to the large, open Maimi was a sunken dance floor in the center of the club, shaped sort of like a keyhole, which took up most of the floor space. On the upper part, black couches and raised glass tables were strewn over the shiny black floor. At the far wall from the club doors was a raised stage, which a deejay(DJ) was currently occupying.
Every item was neon-colored or shiny black, from the large bar to the lights reflecting off multiple hanging disco balls. The air was smoky and heavy mixed with sweat, cologne and exotic perfumes. The large dance floor was crowded with people dancing to the deafeningly loud music, a wild mass of bodies moving like a school of frantic fish.
"Clary." Jace nudged the redhead.
"Huh?" She turned to face Jace, noticing Sebastians absence. "Where'd Sebastian go?"
"Sheesh, Red, have you not yet noticed the amazing blonde in front of you?" Jace mocked a hurt expression, grinning at Clary's unamused expression. "C'mon, we're here to have a little fun. Mingle." He added, wiggling his fingers.
Clary sighed. To be honest, the large club seemed intimidating, and she was sure that she would wake up deaf the next morning. On top of that, it was obvious that she wouldn't be able to discover anything of Jace and Sebastian's plan tonight. "Fine. I'll go 'mingle'." Clary grumbled, mimicking Jace's wiggly fingers.
"That's the spirit, Sunshine." Jace said sarcastically, then told Clary that he and Sebastian would find her when it was time to go. "If you need anything, just find me." He said, before disappearing into the crowd.
"Sure, that'll be so easy." Clary mumbled, making her way through the crowd and to the edge of the sunken dance floor, her eyes on a vacant couch.
Slouched in the leather upholstery, Clary darted her vision around the room, searching for Sebastian's white-blonde hair. She spotted three girls and two boys with similar hair color, but no Sebastian. I wonder if Jace or Sebastian will tell me who or what Lilith is...Probably not. Clary thought, their secrecy once again grating against her nerves. I ran away so that I could get inside information. But It won't work if they don't trust me! Exasperated, Clary let out a huff. I really hope this is all worth it.
"Hey." A tall boy stood in front of Clary, his unfamiliar face smiled slyly down at her, eyes twinkling beneath snow-white hair.
"Hi. Do I know you?" Clary asked, racking her brain in an attempt to match his face with a name as he seemed oddly familiar.
"Not yet." He grinned. "Wanna dance?"
Clary shrugged. Why not? She thought, following him down to the packed dance floor.
The two of them danced for a while, Clary caught up in the music, the two of them not talking just dancing. This is nice. This is normal. I wonder what it would be like to not have to worry about your demonic brother and a devastatingly handsome guy who may-or-may-not be with your evil brother… Clary sighed internally.
"I've never seen you here before, are you going to be back?" The boy yelled over the music.
"I-probably not." Clary replied, a twinge of regret laced into her voice. This guy seemed perfectly normal, and nice. Plus, he wasn't to hard on the eyes either. Speaking of eyes, Clary noticed that his were purple. An intense shade that glittered like amethyst.
"Oh, that's too bad." The boy shrugged, his eyes still smiling with almost childlike naivety.
"What's your name?"
He smiled. "Malcolm Fade."
A/N: Okay, so I will end up finishing this story, I finished planning and hopefully will get a bunch done over spring break. Expect Clace;) Please review!
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