Clary brought the tip of her pencil onto the paper and started to draw, loops and curves, letting her hand flow the way her mind wanted. She stopped. Satisfied, she looked at the fearless rune and immediately thought back to her mum, her white dress from when she was with Valentine crinkled as the wind blew across the pier in Clary's dream. A knock startled her out of the reverie and Jace poked his head, toppedwith golden hair that was ruffled, he had a urgent look on his face.
"Clary, Isabelle is hurt and demons are popping up all over the place." Jace seemed like he wanted to say more, but instead clenched his hand onto the doorknob and shut it carefully. Clary scrabbled around her bed for her steele, she thrusted away pieces of crumpled up drawing paper and triumphantly produced the wand-like object. With a single movement, Clary twisted it into her belt and rushed out of her room.
Clary hastily rolled to the side, thanks to the light runes that ran down the length of her arm she was able to be more agile, Jace yelled at her and tossed her a seraph blade. She glanced at it and recognized the blunt edge as Nakir Clary avoided Achaierai Demon and called upon the blade. For a moment's hesitation, it didn't do anything and Clary was immediately disappointed, however a low hum had begun and a bright blade sprung out of the dull hilt. The Achaierai Demon had turned on Clary and was screeching as it flapped its wide leathery wings in an uneven rythmn, in a panic Clary swung her angel blade, as it connected with the demon's shoulder blade, it cut through the leathery skin surprisingly easily. It shrieked and imploded into dust. Clary coughed and blinked furiously trying to stop the dust from invading her eyes. Once her eyes had cleared, she saw Jace, but he was with the dark haired girl she had seen in Idris, he glared at her with cold eyes.
"Why are you here Clary? I don't need you. I don't love you." Jace stated, with no emotion. Stop it Clary, it must be a demon. Clary's mind reasoned, but she was still on the verge of tears.. Of fury and of hopelessness. Suddenly out of nowhere Luke sprang in, snarling at Agramon, half transformed into a werewolf. Seizing the oppurtunity Clary stabbed Nakir into Agramon's chest, it howled and flooded into a black puddle. Jace appeared by her side, panting and gripping a seraph blade.
"Clary are you alright?" Jace asked, trying to maintain an emotionless face, though his eyes told a different story. Clary managed a slow nod before producing her steele, she had an idea.. A minor demon had crept up to them and was lunging at Jace, he grappled with it as Clary wrote a rune in the air in front of her, that she just invented. Push
She directed it at the demon and finished off the rune, almost immediately the rune took place, an invisible force slammed the demon off Jace and into a brick wall, it punched through the wall, creating a demon-sized hole. Jace whirled around to look at Clary, stunned, Clary, despite herself blushed. Jace smirked and once again engaged himself in battle, Isabelle looked at Clary, then wrenched her steele out of her pocket, copying the push rune almost flawlessly. For a brief, but tense few seconds nothing happened... And it stayed that way. Isabelle grudgingly shoved her steele back into her belt and flung her whip at a spider demon, it hissed and evaporated. Clary felt cold hands grip her shoulders and she let out a half scream before she realised it was Simon, he smiled almost apologetically and snarled at a demon that had come too close. There are flip sides to Simon now. Clary realised as he bit the demon. Black ichor sprayed everywhere and Clary resisted the urge to cringe, instead she drew the rune for push again, she targeted a wider range of demons and with a flick of her wrist, finished the rune. From the little group Clary and her friends had made themselves in; a perfect arc was formed, devoid of demons. Luke was ripped away from the demon he was grappling with, Jace was about to give the finishing blow and Isabelle and Alec were ready to kill another monster. They all turned to her, Jace with an annoyed face and others with astonishment. Suddenly a Scorpios Demon reared on its back legs and howled, Isabelle's face turned white and Jace backed away from it. The Clave that had been engaged in battle now stopped at stared, the Scorpios writhed and its mouth frothed, suddenly Jace was beside Clary.
"Clary this isn't normal." He muttered," I have been hunting demons for one third of my life, this is NOT normal."
The new Inquisitor appeared by Clary's side, panting slightly, before roaring out to everyone.
"EVERYONE RETREAT, ITS THE BANE OF THE ANGEL." Magnus's eyes glittered in annoyance and retreated along with everyone. Clary turned to Jace.
"The Bane of the Angel?" She questioned, snatching a glance at Jace, who seemed rigid as a board.
"He...He's the lieutenant of Lucifer himself, he's.." Jace was interrupted by an ear-piercing shriek, a member of the Clave was unsuccesfully trying to twist his seraph blade out of his belt, why the Scorpis Demon threatened to cut him in half with it's pincers.
"It's impossible." Alec muttered, while gripping his seraph blade, Amriel." A minor demon hosting a greater demon such as Azazel?" The name chilled Clary to the bone, she remembered reading about it amongst the many books in Hodge's library. He was an angel.. Once, he gave mankind weapons which is what cast himto hell, he then became Lucifer's lieutenant and was Prince Of Hell, second only to Lucifer. The Scorpios Demon's exoskeleton was cracking and beneath it, vivid red liquids was bubbling out; soon it evolved into a huge THING with 6 blood red eyes, but its face was horribly, human like, it's back was shiny and smooth; its armour. It had razor edged pincers and it laughed, a sound so human-like Clary shivered.
"Puny shadowhunters! Behold the might of Azazel!" It bellowed as it sunk one of it's pincers into a nearby shadowhunter. Jace, beside Clary cursed and whipped a second blade, Jophiel, Clary heard Jace whisper to it. It instantly formed into a glowing, razor-sharp blade. As he took a single step toward the demon, it whipped its head around and examined him.
"Jace Morgenstern. What a... Pleasure to see you grow up so fast." The demon formed a grin on its face, it looked so wrong, Clary thought as the skin on its face was pulled back to show its sharp teeth.
"I hate it when people assume that." Jace replied breezily, although his fists were clenched to his sides; gripping his two angel blades."It makes this situation all the more dramatic doesn't it?" With that remark Jace sprang forward and Alec, as if on cue sprang toward the demon after him.