I've read books, seen anime's, TV shows and heard of people running away. They make it look so easy. A fake ID, a new passport, and a place to stay is all you need. Maybe its that easy for mortals. They dont have warlocks tracking them, they dont have the so called new god of the world out for them. By the angle, what was I thinking? I'll never make it though this. What if he hurts my family? No. I need to clear my thoughts. Sebastian would do much worst than that.
I looked around me. I was at St. Francis Xavier School. Why did I come here? I knew I couldn't go home, to Luke's farm. Out of all places I came here. Suddenly, the bell of the school rang and teens began to pour out of the school. I watched them all go by. They had there problems. Winter Formal was coming up, collages to apply to, brothers who annoy you ( that don't want to kill you.) That was me. I mean I had my problems. The world has changed. Well, no. Jace once told me that world hadn't changed, just the way I saw it. He was right.
Jace. What could Valentine be doing to him? He could be torturing him he could...
I was broken away from my thought by someone yelling my name. My first thought was that it was Valentine, that he had found me, but when I saw who it was, I immediately relaxed. It was Eric, Kirk, and Matt, from Simon's band.
"Clary," Eric yelled, coming to a stop, in front of me, " I haven't seen you in forever. And Simon. How are you," he breathed. He looked the same. They all did.
"Uh, we've just been busy," was all I could say. What was I doing? Why was I doing? The longer I stand out in the open, the more of a chance Valentine has of finding me.
"What happened to you," Matt said, coming up besides Eric. I didn't understand what he was talking about then I looked down at myself. My clothes were torn, covered in dirt. My hair was probably a frizzy Afro and I hadn't even taken a shower in a week.
"Bad hide-gen. I got to go," I said, backing away awkwardly. Matt was about to saying something but he never got the chance. Because right at that moment, a dagger flew right past me and impaled into his chest. He tried to scream but blood just gurgled out of his mouth. He crumpled to the ground. People all around us began to scream. What have I done?
...
I ran. I ran faster than I've ever ran. There were demons. Everywhere. Of all shapes and sizes. And I left Simon's friends to be killed. They were probably already dead. What have I've done? I should have thought of a plan. A better one. Not this one. Screams of men, woman, and children echoed off the streets of Manhattan. Valentine was right; I am a pathetic excuse of a shadow hunter. Running down a empty alley- at least I thought it was empty. At the very end was a woman about the age of 30 or so with her small child. And were being cornered by Drevak demon.
Oh, come on. Valentine could do better than that. The least I could do is help.
"Hey," I yelled. It didn't move. I grabbed the nearest thing to me- a rock- and threw it. It bounced off it back. Immediately, it whirled around. It might not be able to see me, but it sure as hell can here me. " Your looking for me. Clarissa. Well come and get me."
It made a hissing noise and starting crawling across the ground towards me. Okay, I probably should have thought this through. All I had was my stele. I probably should think of plan because it was going strait for me. Running over to the wall, I drew a portal rune. I imagined the perfect place for it to go; Valentines apartment. It took a couple of seconds to swirl open. The light illuminated the space around me. I kicked the trash can next to me, making the Drevak demon head perk up, then he came charging towards me. About 3 yards away it dove for me. At the last moment I jumped out of the way, causing the demon to fly past me into the portal. Take that Valentine.
The woman and her child were gone. They must of run off. Smart. Looking back at the end of the alley, I saw demons, still chasing people, diving down and snatching people off the ground. This was Idris all over again. Maybe I should have just listened to Sebastian... No. I've gone this far. I can't look back, or everyone's life will be for nothing.
Then I heard it. The sound of something falling, whistling though the air. I look up just in time to see a body fall to the ground right in front of me. Up until then I've never heard my self scream so loud. It was Simon.
...
He wasn't moving. What was he doing here? Valentine had him. Valentine...
"Clary," he whispered. Demon venom, and blood was ozzying out of chest where his chest layed in shreds from claw marks. And
"Simon!" I gasped, falling to the ground beside him. "Your going to be okay," tears were poring down my cheeks.
"Clary. He took the mark of Cain. He made a deal with a angle," he gasped. He was death pale- more than his usual vampire self." Valentine found you. I knew were you were. I had to make sure you were okay. I ran though the portal. They were so many demons. I'm sorry Clary," he whispered.
"No, Simon. I'm sorry. Come on. We'll find someone to help you, we'll go to..." But there's no where to go. Valentine had all Warlocks, Downworlders, Shadowhunters, every supernatural creature that could possibility find us.
"Go Clary. As long as your gone, Valentine won't be stupid enough to kill them." He coughed.
Valentine. "Thats it," I breathed," I'll take you to Valentine. I'll make a deal. I'll-" he cut me off," He'll kill me after words."
We were both silent for a second, when Simon said," I finally found a name for my band."
"What is it?"
"Red Headed Spitfires."
I laughed. He gave me a small smile. "Bye Clary," his eyes fluttering shut.
"No." I said quietly. He wasn't moving. "No," I shouted. "Simon," I shook him," Simon," He didn't move. I began sobbing. My heart throbbed in my chest threatening to break free. "No, Simon. No, no, no, no."
I backed up against the wall. He was dead. How could Simon, geeky, crooked glasses Simon be dead?
I had to get out of here. He told me not to give into Valentine. I crawled over to the nearest wall and scribbled a portal rune, barley legible. A moment later a portal open and I crawled though. I didn't know where to go, where could I go. I hit soft grass. Not nothing to move, I sobbed, and sobbed and sobbed. I couldn't move.
I began to slip out of consciousness. I saw someone in black robes coming towords me. Then everything went black.
Do you know wheres shes at? Who else will die for Clary? Can she ever escape her family? Find out in the next chapter called "Silent Brothers"
-FayNightRaven