1Angel Of Love
"Mom," Clary called over her shoulder, "I'm going out with Simon now." Clary grabbed her messenger bag and walked over to the door. She was wearing a casual blue tank top and loose comfortable jeans, nothing over the top. Looking through her house as she headed to the door she was greeted with the sight of her mother's paintings. They covered the walls with beautiful colors making everything glow.
Jocelyn's head popped out from behind her bedroom door to reply to Clary. She was quite the sight. Her hair was painted with different colors from her current work of art, and her stance was slightly uncomfortable as she tried her hardest not to touch the white door with her blue paint covered hands. She was wearing an apron, so not to get her cloths dirty, and her fiery red hair was tied in a bun with a green elastic band to keeping it out of her face; however, that didn't stop her from painting it.
"Alright sweetie," Jocelyn smiled at her daughter, and walked over to the coffee table to grab a second paint brush. She examined the tip before putting it down and grabbing a thinner one, "I told you what Dorothea told me right?" Jocelyn lifted an eyebrow at her daughter.
"Yes Mom," Clary waved off her concern. She bent down to pull her green sketchers on then stood up and straightened her shirt. She flung the messenger bag safely across her shoulder and reached for the doorknob, "I'm perfectly capable of-," Clary was interrupted by her own scream as she opened the door and a black creature towered over her smiling deviously. Jocelyn looked over Clary's shoulder and gasped, the cup of water and brush falling out of her hand. The water spilled on the carpet, and Jocelyn dove for the seraph blade she had in the painting mug. "Sanvi!" She yelled as the blade flared with life, and dashed towards the door toward Clary who was too shocked to react. The creature was already about to grab her daughter and Jocelyn knew she couldn't make it in time, she needed to act fast. She drew her hand back and flung the blade at the creature.
The blade twirled a bit but flew straight at it, the immensely sharp tip piercing into the creature's stomach. The creature fell back with a shriek-as close as it can get to a shriek- and what looked like sticky mucus oozed from its wound. Jocelyn grabbed another seraph blade from the kitchen cabinet and raced in front of Clary who now recovered from shock and was fumbling in her bag for a blade.
"I got it!" Jocelyn shouted to her as she stepped in front of her daughter. She pushed Clary behind her and slammed the creature down.
"Clary! Move!" Clary's eyes widened and she stumbled back from the force her mom put on her, "Hadraniel, Angel of Love," Jocelyn named the blade as she looked at her daughter.
"No Mom!" Clary shouted over the creatures shrieks as Jocelyn slashed it, "It's a Ravener you won't be able to take it-," right on cue the Ravener stuck out his claws and slashed Jocelyn causing her to scream out in pain. She fell back against the wall causing her paintings to crash to the floor, all of them breaking into pieces.
"Mom!" Clary screamed and ran to her mother's side, as the demon started to enter their home slowly. Clary propped her mom up and pushed the hair back from her mom's face.
"Clary," her mom whispered as she touched her daughter's face gently. Clary dug in her pockets for her stele, and once her fingers gripped it she pulled it out quickly and started to draw the iratze rune onto her mom's exposed skin. She finished the rune with incredible speed, right when the demon was above her dripping with ichor. Jocelyn felt the pain beginning to lessen and she stood up as the demon grabbed Clary and threw her across the room as if she weighed the same as a feather.
"Clary!" Jocelyn screamed and slashed the demon before running towards her, but the Ravener stopped her. "Clary run! He's here for me!" Jocelyn took the blade and tried to strike the demon but it dodged it.
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City Of Bones
FanfictionClary Fray knows all about the shadowhunter world, they just don't know about her.When Clary's father, Valentine, returns to steal the cup she must protect it with her life. Can she do it on here on?Will she be able to hide from the Clave? Enjoy!