Vivian
Vivian leaned back in her chair and sighed. She had been doing investigation into James Mason, otherwise known as Jim the creep. His background that she could find seemed spotless. He had two parents, both of which he resembled. There were no news stories about him getting into trouble and nothing particularly suspicious.
Maybe he just talked a bit with a werewolf or something and picked up the phrase mundane? She wasn't sure. He appeared to not recognize the Nephilm.
She sighed.
Nephilm.
Sure they were getting better. It appeared the children of the circle were far better than their parents. She was even impressed that the boy raised by Valentine himself seemed perfectly happy that his parabatai was dating a warlock. They still weren't perfect though.
She still heard from her friends about Shadowhunters harassing downworlders. She still didn't trust them, but she wa considering working with them if it meant making sure her foster home and her school were safe. She sighed. She had good reasons not to trust them.
Like the the jar that held her sisters head.
She shook her head. Better not to dwell on these things. She climbed out of her chair and went out into the Foster home.
Daniel and Grant were wrapping Jake in tape. Anna was practicing a binding spell on her sister Megan. It was a normal day.
She found Jude, as usual, asleep in the attic and jabbed him in the side.
"Hey what the eff!?" He exclaimed. All the windows in the attic were boarded up so Jude had a place to stay during the daytime without getting burnt to a crisp.
He fell out of bed and the light of the small lamp illuminated his fangs. He rubbed his was and looked up at her angrily. He had short dark brown hair and bronze skin. His mixed ancestry lent him an exotic look, with delicate eyes, an angular face and muscular body, he was very handsome.
"Oh no why do you have that face?" He said.
"What face? I just have my normal face on?" Vivian said indignantly.
"You have the 'I have just learned some frightening gossip that might lead to our demise' face, don't try to hide it I can read you like a book."
"There's a mundane practicing magic at the school and he's definitely pissed off the dramahunters." Vivian explained.
Dramahunters was the term the foster home had started using to refer to the youngest generation of Shadowhunters at the New York Institute. It had started out when it was revealed Valentine had returned and apparently had a son and daughter.
"Oh no, every time they get involved it somehow ends up almost destroying the world." Jude groaned.
"I don't think they cause it, I just think they attract it." Vivian defended. Defended? She thought. No, more like gave the benefit of the doubt, she did not defend Shadowhunters.
"Whatever, so how did he piss them off?"
"Apparently he drugged Clary at a party."
"Damn that's gonna piss off Jace." Jude said with raised eyebrows.
"Yeah you said it. The kids name is Jim, I've been investigating him, he's squeaky clean"
"So maybe he's not involved in the Shadow world, maybe you didn't have to wake me up." Jude complained.
Vivian smiled, turning out the light. "Go back to sleep Jude." She said and left the attic.
...
The sun was down and Jude had agreed to join Vivian in her investigation of Jim, but she had already thoroughly searched the internet and it was own for boots on the ground.
She walked out in the cool night air with Jude by her side into the suburban neighborhood where Jim lived.
His house was as unassuming as all the other houses. It was painted a light purple and had white shutters. Vivian crept across the lawn and knelt down beside a wall of the house. There was a window half open. It was quiet inside the house, but then she heard hushed voices.
Jim
"Come on Barbs, tell me something useful." Jim groaned at the demon in front of him.
Barbs was human height with dark purple skin and a horse-like head and face he had way too big black eyes and fangs and to top it off, he had a barbed tail, which is where he got his name.
"Look kid, I don't know a heck of a lot about Nephilm, all I know is demons fear them and they are your biggest enemy." He said in a scratchy voice.
"Why should I fear them?" Jim asked.
"Well for one thing, you can't tell 'em apart from mundies, 'cept they got tatoos of runes all over 'em."
"Anything else."
"Well they're pretty strong and fast and have been trained their entire life. I haven't been all that up to date on the latest gossip, but a buddy of mine said they just got finished defeating some kid who was tryin to turn 'em all evil." Barbs mused.
"'Turn them evil.'? How would he do that?" Jim asked with curiosity.
"Well I don't know much, but apparently this kid was a Shadowhunter with demon blood in him. Made a special cup to make the others like him. But I wouldn't take that route if I was you, kid was damn near impossible to kill and had greater demons on his side, apparently he even rose from the dead, you can't compare to him."
"Thanks for the support." Jim grumbled.
"Hey, I'm supporting ya. You summoned me, I disposed of your parents, and I'm teachin' you how to take over the world."
"Fine." Jim sighed.
Vivian
Her had was over her mouth she exchanged looks of shock Jude, just then footsteps began to approach the window and They darted around the corner. The window opened further and Vivian held her breath.
"Thought I saw something." Jim murmured and closed the window.
Vivian and Jude rushed from the house and down the street. Vivian was gasping for breath and Jude had wide eyes.
"So he really has summoned a demon. What do we do?" Jude asked.
Vivian bottled her pride and said something she wished she didn't have to.
"We tell the Shadowhunters."
A/N- so that's it for now, I'm off to music camp in Maine for three weeks, when I get back I will be sure to post a chapter, love you!