City of Connections
Summary: Clary and Jace always had a special connection, though they have never met. They grew up together, faced the good and the bad times together, and eventually fell in love with each other. What happens, though, when they do meet? What happens when they must face the Shadow world together, deal with Valentine, find the Mortal Instruments, and find out what exactly that permanent rune is on their hands? And why that rune seems to give them their connection?
Previously:
"The Hotel Dumort," Jace confirmed as we stalked back outside into the midnight air and started in the direction of the Hotel of Death.
Chapter 6: The Hotel Dumort
We walked around the side of the morbid building. Back in the day it was a fancy hotel but now it was home to the vampires of the New York coven. Jace took me around back where we tried to find an entrance to the hotel.
We heard a crash behind us and saw a kid standing nehind us in worn jeans with a black shirt, jacket with blue eyes and black hair.
"You are trespassing," he said stepping towards us. "My name is should not go in there. A few years back my brother and his friends tried to break in one night. They were never found. It would not be wise for you to try to enter, too, the same thing could happen," he said.
I don't trust him, Clary, Jace thought.
"Well, I don't think we will end up like your brother, Raphael, but do you know how to get us in there?" Jace asked.
Raphael looked at us apprehensively and nodded while showing us an entry through a door dug into the ground, leading to a basement. Jace took out his knife, sneakily and thought to me to do the same. I did so as we walked up the staircase that lead to the lobby.
The lobby looked ancient but was very popular in its day. Everything was covered in dust but still beautiful.
I looked at Raphael who looked around the wonderous lobby in amazement. His head turned to follow the staircase. I saw something on his neck.
Two vampire bites. Next thing I know Jace has Raphael on the floor, seraph blade at his neck.
Raphael chuckled. "How did you figure it out?" he asked.
"Lots of reasons but I wasn't sure until I saw these bites on your neck," Jace snapped.
Raphael cried out in a high-pitched screech. All of a sudden we were surrounded by vampires. One of them holding Simon. Simon was trying to escape, chewing on the vampires hands. "Simon," I yelled taking the rat from the vampires hands.
Raphael stood up. "Why are you here?" he asked. Jace looked at Simon and said "The rat is ours, not a vampire and we wanted him back. You took him tonight at Magnus Banes's party. Where is you leader?"
"Ahh," Raphael murmered. "However, our leader is not here at the moment and she left me in charge. I do not think it would be wise for you to leave," he said trying to take back Simon but I held him back.
"Well, we do not think it would be wise for you to take the rat when he is obviously not a vampire," Jace said.
Raphael was about to argue when the windows broke in and 7 werewolves joined us.
"What is this?" Jace asked pulling me to his right side, "A party?"
"YOU should not be here!" Raphael growled. "This is OUR territory! Leave! We can handle the girl!"
"Where is the girl?" a werewolf said turning into a man and completely disregarding Raphael. "She knows where the Mortal Cup is. Valentine will get to her sooner or later and we need to stop him," he said to Raphael, but when he saw me he stopped. "There you are," he said springing to attack.
"Wait," Jace said. "How do you even know Clary is the girl you are looking for. And, Valentine is dead. He has been for over 15 years. The Mortal Cup is hidden and Clary has no idea where is is. You have no reason to attack us."
Get ready. Jace thought. We need to get out of here, just in case. Jace quickly glanced around the lobby and found our only way of escape.
"No, she is the girl and the reason that those vampires won't let you leave. We need that Mortal Cup for safe keeping. Give us the girl. She will be safe," the werewolf pressed.
"Wait, what's that on your hand?" a vampire questioned us.
"A flower. What the hell do you think it is?" Jace answered sarcastically. I silently repremended him in my head.
"No, the Mark. It's different," she glanced at us. All of sudden, the focal point of the creatures' attentions, were all surrounded by our hands.
"Could it be?" a small vampire questioned, looking slightly at the vampire who spoke before. "Do you think that this is why he wants them...?" he murmered.
"It doesn't matter," a werewolf exclaimed. "We need the girl. Who cares about those stupid Marks. It's not like they can be that powerful. We have never even seem anything like it before!" the werewolf continued.
"No, Gabriel, I think I know what that means, I'm not sure, maybe the vampires are onto something. Maybe if we-" a young female was cut off by a growling from Gabriel, who then commanded the other werewolfs to surround us. Automatically, the vampires did the same thing.
The werewolves and the vampires started to box us in, growling at each other and us the entire way. Jace pulled out his sereph blade and dagger and shown it at the creatures. They quickly screeched and backed away. Both of the weapons glowed in the light.
Jace pulled me to his side and dragged me up the staircase. As we put our weight on each step, it started to collapse. The werewolves and some of the vampires running behind us. The other vampires swirled around our heads getting ready to attack us. Jace pulled me into a hallway where doors aligned each side of the walls. There was one door marked ROOF and Jace pulled me through it.
Inside was a staircase that trailed to another door. Outside that door was where we were hit with the chill of the night air. Jace turned around and marked a locking rune on the door with his stele. I clutched Simon to my chest as Jace got onto a motorcycle and glanced at the moon.
"Get on," he said. I through my leg over the seat, effectively straddling it adm held tightly onto Jace's torso as Jace reveed the engine.
Trust me, Jace thought.
Always, I answered as Jace drove us off of the roof as the vampires and the werewolves broke through the door.
They ran to the edge of the roof and realized that they couldn't follow us.
Jace rode us through the night until we landed on the top of the Brooklyn bridge.
I pressed my face into Jace's shoulder as he cut the engine.
Are you okay? Jace thought to me. Yeah, I thought back.
Jace looked at they sky, again.
We should get back to the Institute soon, I thought.
Jace nodded while starting the bike again. Simon hissed in my hand. I looked at him. "What is wrong, Simon?" I asked but then shook my head realizing that he couldn't answer.
I got back on the bike behind Jace and we took off.
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