Howdy! Sorry for the hiatus, I've been busy with a German Exchange student! As you may have noticed I changed the name, sorry for any inconvenience caused!
I'm falling? The cold air rushes past me and I slam into something hard. I snap open my eyes, both confused and disorientated.
"GET DOWN!" A shout pierces through the air.
"What?" I ask, both confused and disorientated. Someone grabs me by the arm and drags me behind a piece of rubble. I blink in newly waken confusion, my eyes sharpen and my head fuzziness clears. Izzy is sitting across from me looking terrified.
"What's going on?" I ask.
"Shhh!" She whispers putting a finger to her lips. The deep sound resonates through the air resembling a severely unbalance washing machine on the spin cycle. It is, of course, a helicopter.
"They found us" Simon whispers as he crawls out from behind Izzy. "Jordon says it's because of the trackers in our wrist bands, he's gone to distract them. It's only an air patrol, but if they find us we're as good as dead."
"Then what do we do?"
"Deactivate them, give me your wrist"
I present my wrist band to him, not remorseful of the inconclusive results in the slightest. He brandishes a screwdriver and removes the outer compartment, twiddling around with some wires.
"Done" He whispers, giving it back to me.
"You're not going to take it off?"
"I can't, it'd kill you. I've only shut off the tracking mechanism"
"Since when could you do all this?" I ask him.
"He's a complete computer geek!" Izzy interjects. Simon looks sheepish but then adds.
"My uncle used to fix old wrist bands, but now I'm willing to bet he actually tampered with them. Maia says he was part of the rebellion"
"Who isn't?" I wonder aloud.
"Exactly" Jordon says from above, it is then that I notice the helicopter noise is distant. "You can't trust anyone, they could be a rebel…or they could turn you in. I've made that mistake too often, there's a surprisingly thin line between the two"
He offers me a hand and I gratefully take it, dusting off my tattered jeans. We all separate to search through the rummage and try to find anything useful. I wander alone, collecting my haul. Two hours later we gather together all our finds and share them out. Simon finds a guitar, which he pointlessly carries; claiming a guitar in this good condition shouldn't be wasted. Jordon and Maia share the load of food and other essentials in some backpacks that I found. They give me and Izzy a range of Shadowhunter weapons that were scattered around. I'm also wearing some random items of Shadowhunter gear, creating an odd mixture of jeans and tough leather jacket, but if it's gonna keep me alive…We resume our looooong trek across America.
It's quiet and nothing has happened for hours when Maia stops the group.
"Can you hear that?"
"What?"
We're silent for a moment and then we all hear the rumbling.
"Trucks, they're coming along the road. Quick!" She says running off the road and into a forest nearby. We run through the thicket, trying to keep hidden. I run blindly, terrified that they'll see me. Being the klutz that I am, I manage to trip over a thick tree root. I hit the ground hard and when I stand back up I'm in the middle of dense forest with no-one else in sight.
"Guys?" I call, fairly loud. "IZZY?" I ask louder. The sound of a twig snapping can be heard behind me, my breathing grows rapid, I turn but there's nothing there.
"Guys, this isn't funny" Another twig snaps. I turn towards the noise and nearly die of a heart attack. A huge Hydra demon stalks towards me, four heads slithering separately, sniffing the air for my presence. I go deathly still. Oh how I wish I listened in all those dreary demonology lessons! Hydra….Hydra….Cannot see normally and relies on sound, scent, and it's sheer number of loud mouths to catch it's prey…So it can't see me? I run side to side and all over the place, hoping to distract it whilst I think of a better plan. The demon is successfully disorientated, I stop and hurriedly draw the soundless rune on my arm. I walk around it, grab a dagger from my belt and swipe at the nearest head, managing to slice it off. The Hydra shrieks, I'm about to do something heroic like run away when it blocks my exit. I curse and grab a Seraph blade. It doesn't work! Wait…don't we have to name them!?
"JESUS" It doesn't light up…angel name's… "GARY" Still nothing, come on that has to be a name! "MONTOGUE" Nope…The Hydra stalks closer, I now feel more and more like I'm talking to a piece of metal. "RAZZAZZA!" I trip over as I walk backwards now in a very vulnerable position.
"GABRIEL!" A shout can be heard as a figure jumps on top of the demon, they hack and slash manically until the vile creature folds in on itself. It disappears to reveal a very out of breath Isabelle.
"Razzaza? Seriously?" She mocks me.
"Hey! How was I supposed to know all those fancy names?" I protest, but fling my arms at her anyway, she hugs me back.
"I could've died! I'm so sorry I made you upset!" I cry, thankful.
"It's okay, I was being mean anyway."
"Who knew you were so badass?" I exclaim, puling away from the hug.
"Baby, I was born this way"
I roll my eyes. Apparently the others weren't too far away and it doesn't take long to catch-up and re group. The journey is much the same as before until we reach a set of train tracks. Jordon stops the group.
"We're going to have to catch a train"
"What, a moving train!?" Simon exclaims
"No, a train that stops conveniently half way towards it's next station, just so we can hop on" Jordon replies sarcastically.
"But, how do we get on?" I ask.
"Well, the trains that come through here are rarely passenger trains because the clave doesn't let most people out of their hometowns. Theses trains are usually freight trains, carrying important resources and stuff. They are generally slower and I'm sure Clary could think of some extra speed rune or something" He says, looking at me.
"Erm…I…err…sure…" I reply uncertain.
"But what about me? I'm still mundane!" Simon complains.
"Oh stop complaining!" Maia calls, just as Jordon puts up his hand.
"The train, its coming"
"Okay, Clary now would be a great time for a magical rune" Izzy announces, looking at me expectantly. I pull out my stele and quickly sketch out the enhanced speed rune on both of us. Not long after we can see the train on the horizon Simon starts panicking.
"But I can't jump! On a train! A moving train! You're all crazy! We're all going to die!"
"Oh shut up, think of it as one of your games. Be the hero Simon" Izzy says.
Simon is about to reply when Jordon makes the call.
"Okay. Aim for the last cart, run alongside the train first"
"1…" Maia shouts as the train hurtles towards us.
"2…" It's maybe a hundred metres away now.
"3…" Fifty metres.
"4…" The head of the train goes past.
"5!"
They both start running fast, I grab Simon's hand and sprint alongside the train. Izzy makes a war cry and lurches into a carriage. Two carriages hurtle past us. I yell at Simon and jump sideways, pulling him with me. I smack against hard metal floor, my head spinning. Simon lands on me with a thump and I groan as my recently bruised body is thwacked back against the hard floor. I feel like my body is hurtling at thousands of miles per hour. Simon is suddenly yanked off me and I struggle up, only to be greeted with a sizzy make out session. I check my wristband, just one more time. Still 0, and I apparently don't have a home either. Le sigh.
"You alright?" Maia asks, giving me a hand. I nod, she pulls me up and I stumble, not compensating for the moving train. She laughs and sits me down on a crate nearby.
A few hours later Simon's playing his guitar. He claims to have been in a band before, they were called Turkey Twizzlers or something. Izzy fell asleep on his shoulders hours ago and I'm humming along to it with my legs dangling off they ledge of the train, watching the country fly by. Jordon is talking to Maia in the corner, but it doesn't look much like a romantic thing, more of a battle strategy business conversation. I'm sure my name is mentioned a lot, but I'm just going to shrug it off for now.
A shadow moves fast in my peripheral vision, I sit up straighter, suddenly more alert. I scan the area, the shape moves again, this time much closer to me. I scramble away from the edge and draw a seraph blade.
"What is it?" Jordon asks, Simon stops the guitar playing.
"I thought I saw-" I don't finish as a figure leaps on to the train, I screech and attack it with my blade. I barely see any movement but one second it's in front of me and the next I've been disarmed and slammed against the train wall. The figure is a male with curly, golden blond hair and eyes that look gold, which are coincidentally looking straight at me.
"Ahh, nice of you to pop in" Jordon says from behind. Goldie's attention is snapped away from me as his eyes rest on Jordon. He smirks.
"Well, no-one can resist a bit of this." He says, pointing to his leather clad body with one hand, as the other is still absentmindedly on my shoulder pinning me to the wall. He clicks his fingers at Simon.
"Nice music, nice of you to stop for us"
Us? It's then that I notice another black haired, leather clad dude.
"Who are you?" I ask blondey.
He turns towards me and smirks.
"My name is Jace. Jace Lightwood, at your service"
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