City of Heavenly Fire

by Taylizzlee

Clary has been kidnapped by her evil, diabolical brother Sebastian. Will Clary ever make it home? Will Clary's loved ones save her? Will they die trying? Will Sebastian succeed at his attempts to burn down the world? Find out in this CoHF fan fiction. Important:this is a continuation of Lilly13245's CoHF fan fiction, in order to understand mine you have to read hers.

3. Chapter 9

Chapter 9:

Maureen sat in the old, abandoned house in Queens, New York. Around her stood many fledglings, heeding to her demands, drinking ripe blood from innocent humans. Maureen liked their presence, making her feel worthy, she had never felt like that at home. She'd never live up to anything in that vicinity, she was always seen as a child, who is bound to always make straight A's at school. She wanted to be something more, and she had done it, all she needed was one more piece to the puzzle. Simon Lewis. She had been watching him for the past 2 months, and she had built a special hatred for the beautiful, tall, dark-haired girl that Simon seemed to be swoon over. She wanted him to look at her that way. She knew what she had to do to get Simon. Erase that girl from his life, forever. She knew he would be heartbroken, but with her on his side she could build him back up. She would then get Simon to rule the Vampire Clan with her. Now that she had conquered Camille and her clan, all she needed was the brown-eyed boy. Then she would live happily ever after. She smiled a wicked smile at the beautiful thought of it. It was a plain simple plan and took barely any thinking at all.

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Simon, Isabelle, and Jace were still thrashing out the pond. Certainly the faeries would still be after them. Isabelle was so cold, she couldn't feel her fingers or toes, as was Jace. Simon was just wringing out his red hoodie, not fazed by running, not losing any breath at all. Jace and Isabelle were panting, but they still had to run. "We need a go, now." Isabelle demanded, water dripping from her face as water would drip from a faucet. It was obvious that they needed to get away before the faeries caught up. "Lets take a taxi." Jace added, smirking.

"You want us to take a taxi while about 80 faeries are out to kill us?" Simon looked at Jace in awe.

"Why not? It'll take us to the busy streets, they can't get us there." Jace started moving towards the weathered streets.

"Its not that bad of a plan." Isabelle shrugged, smiling at Simon and walked after Jace. Simon threw his hands up and rolled his eyes. Typical Jace. Why do I even try? Simon thought. With that, he followed after the two silhouettes in the dark night.