Life As A Teenage Shadowhunter

Most girls would wake up and worry about impressing every guys in high school. I'm obviously different. I wake up and worry about which weapon I should use to slay demons. I was like any other teenage girl a year ago. Until I watched a guy drive a sword through, what I thought was, a boy. I honestly thought I was going mad. But I wasn't. See I'm a shadowhunter, I was born to protect the world from creatures if the Shadow World. I slay mostly demons, but if it comes down to killing a vampire or a werewolf, putting myself in danger, I'll gladly die.

I didn't feel this way a year ago. I was a shy, book worm with one best friend, Simon. But when I'm with Jace, I feel so confident. I'm always out with Jace. No, he wasn't my parabatai, but he felt like it. Although I have a parabatai, Isabelle, I'd rather be out fighting with Jace.
Wondering what a parabatai is? Well since you're a mundane, I'll simplify it for you. It's like a best friend. You're together most of your life. You take an oath, you must die for your parabatai. Seems a but serious and nerve racking? Not to a shadowhunter. You basically give your life for the world.

Don't believe me?

Read my life page by page.

Clary's POV-


The institute isn't like it was. Hodge betrayed us and ever since no one has been the same. Even Jace. Jace.. The name repeats in my head. I think I'm falling in love. Not like the 'lets date for a few days then break up' kind of love. The real love. I get chills sent down my spine as he replays in my mind.

Then I think of Valentine, despicable. That foul loathsome cockroach. Rage courses through my veins when I hear of him. I can feel my blood boiling at the thought of Valentine. I didn't think I could hate a person as much as I hate Valentine. He brain washed my mother.



Mom....


I feel like bursting into tears at the thought of my mother. The last time I saw her she was laying in a hospital bed. She still hasn't waken from her coma. I honestly think she isn't going to. I suddenly am drawing my mother. Quite quickly as well.

"What are you drawing?"

Jace.

I just stare. My heart is racing. No one has given me this feeling before. I feel like I'm floating on air when I'm with him. I was actually floating on air with him once. He had stolen a vampire's motorcycle at Magnus's party. I relive that moment every night before I drift off. I put my arms around him and could feel his muscular abs.

"Hello?"

He looked a bit confused as to why I was staring at him.

"I.. Well. My mom.."

"Ahh. I see." He walks over and picks up my sketch book. I see him smirking but that faded as looked through the rest of my sketch book, I was a very.. "Deep"? Artist. I was very dramatic with what I drew. I think he found the one of me.

"Care to explain?"

I snatched my book from him. I didn't want to explain. It was a very deep and personal drawing.
I didn't want to explain it was too hard.


"What do you need, Jace?" I tried to be as calm as I could. But my voice cracked when I said it. I was so embarrassed. I started laughing and hid my face in my hands. I fell onto my bed. I cannot believe my voice cracked in front of Jace. He started laughing, he picked me up bridal style and carried me somewhere. I couldn't tell because I was still hiding in my hands.

"Open your eyes."

I opened them and we were at the top of the roof. He had turned it into a garden. I love plants. Especially ones you can eat. I just looked around in awe. There were twinkley lights strung everywhere. Most of my favourite plants. There was a fountain, a bird bath, and a bench. I could tell he had painted the bench himself. Then there was a couch swing.

"You did all this?"

He just replied with a smile. I was full of butterflies. I was blushing like crazy. I could feel my cheeks burning. I looked at all of the plants and smelled the flowers. Jace picked a flower and put it in my hair. He was just so perfect.

"Care to explain?" I said smiling, my cheeks were starting to hurt.

"I.. Um.. I was just.."

"You did do this for me right?"

"Well.. Yeah.."


He was definitely shy about his feelings. Everything else. Not so much.


"Then that's all the explaining I need."

I twirled around picking at certain plants. Tasting some of them.