VERENA // to fear, to respect
Soulmates were something Alec Lightwood didn't trust or necessarily believe In.
But when he saw Verena Fray, he soon believed in them. She could wield a sword alright and fight her own battles but something else drew h...
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—VAMPS OF BROOKLYN—
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Waking up with a pounding headache was something I didn't do often and was something I didn't plan on doing much more.
My head throbbed and my surroundings were dark. I wasn't in the institute infirmary, that shit is brighter than this room.
"Dammit." I cursed as I tried to sit up.
"Rea! Thank god!" I felt arms wrap around me tightly. I pried them off and glared at Simon, who winced. "I said I was sorry."
"Sorry doesn't cut it." I harshly whispered, shoving him from my face. I got up and pounded on the door. "Open this door!"
"Hello! Anyone? I’m just an accounting student. I have no value to anyone. And I barely saw your faces, so if you let me go, I couldn’t even identify you. Not that I would, ‘cause you guys are vampires! Who would believe me? I didn’t even know you guys existed until yesterday! Is anyone there?" Simon tried pounding the door, making me huff. I walked a few steps away and sat, resting my elbow on my leg and my head in my hand.
How did I end up hostage?
"If your goal was to scare the crap outta me, mission accomplished!" I heard Simon yell, making me sigh.
Looking up, I saw a raven haired man that screamed different century.
"And as far as I’m concerned… you can have it out with those Shadowhunters. Especially, the blonde one." I gaped at Simon, who didn't meet my eye.
"Excuse me?" I breathed out, and the man looked to me, sickeningly.
"Oh. So a daughter of an Angel. Oh...but which one?" I shrugged, shoving the man's shoulder with mine as I walked passed him to sit away from Simon.
"Don't know, don't care right now."
"You know...you don't need me...or-or Rea." Simon stammered, and I sent him a small smile. I can't be mad at him forever. Clary? Yes. But Simon, considering the situation we were in, it wasn't worth it.
"On the contrary, I think i do."
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"Uh, look at all this stuff, these screens. I mean, can any of this help me find Simon and Rea? Where are they, anyway? Some kind of crypt in Transylvania?" Clary asked, thinking of her sister for once.