Shadowhunters Preferences

How you met

Jace: You walked into the Institute, not knowing what was going on. A girl, that went by the name of Isabella, had brought you here after she found you. You had cuts and gashes from being attacked by a demon. "Izzy, what happened? Who is that?" A voice asked from behind you. You turn around to face a blonde boy, with one blue eye and one brown eye. "Thank god your here Jace. Her name is N/Y. I found her on the ground, after she was attacked by a demon," Izzy responded, grabbing a first aid kit off the wall. So, the blonde boy's name was, Jace? You felt a little dizzy as black dots began to appear. You realized you were beginning to collapse, but a hand grabbed your elbow before you fell and an arm wrapped around your waist. "I've got you," Jace whispered softly, in your ear.

Alec: You followed the blonde boy that had your sister, Clary, in his arms. You and her, had been attacked by a demon, but she had gotten far worse of a beating than you. A tear fell down your cheek as Clary lie limp in his arms. "What the hell, Jace?" A deep voice, said from behind you. As soon as you turned around your eyes connected with a dark haired boy's. "This is Clary," Jace said looking down at Clary in his arms and then gestured over to you with the nod of his head, "and that's N/Y, Clary's sister. They were attacked by a demon, but somehow survived." The dark haired boy shook his head in disbelief and said, "How is that possible?" Jace said with the shake of his head, "That's what I thought, Alec." So, Alec was his name. Another tear ran down your cheek as you turned your attention back to Clary. "Is she going to be ok?" You ask, with a shaky voice. Jace set Clary down on some sort of hospital bed and said with a distant look, "I'm not sure." You cover your face with your hands and let out a muffled sob, not wanting to believe that your sister may die. Suddenly, you felt a hand on your shoulder. It was Alec. "Everything's going to be ok," Alec says softly.

Simon: You have known Simon for most of your life since you, Clary, and him are all best friends. Since your older than your sister clary by a year, you've always been less needy towards both of them. You did hang out with them, but not as much as they hung out with each other. The first thing Simon ever said to you was, "Hey, wanna play video games?"

Magnus: You walked into Pandemonium with an irritated look on your face. It was Clary's eighteenth birthday and she chose to come here. It's not like there was anything special about it. Just drunk teenagers, drug dealers, Ect. You look over to see Simon with the same look on his face, and you smile. He seemed to dislike this place almost as much as you did. You sigh and say, "I'm going sit down." Clary says 'ok' and begins walking in the other direction, with Simon right behind her. You honestly just wanted to leave this place and never come back. You always felt like there was something strange about this place. Suddenly, you numb into someone's shoulder, which causes you to lose your balance. But, before you hit the ground, a strange force wraps around your body and you are somehow lifted back onto your feet. You look up in shock, and your eyes come to meet a pair of cat eyed ones. It was a man, with glitter everywhere. "I'm sorry about that, I should watch where I'm going. I'm Magnus by the way," the man says, with a small smirk.

Raphael: You walk through the subway station after a long day at work. It was around midnight, and there was barely anyone walking in the streets. You hated walking around at night because you felt like you were going to be kidnapped or something. After getting off the subway, you walk through an alleyway, as a shortcut to get to your home faster. Suddenly, you hear a blood curdling scream that causes you to look around frantically. A shuffling noise appears out of nowhere and you take of sprinting away. You end up behind some old hotel. Your eyes begin to water up as you look around. You didn't know where you were at. "You shouldn't be here, princesa," a male voice said, nonchalantly.