"Jace." Alec whispered creaking the door open a bit. Air rushed to meet with his face as the doors movement created a current.
"JACE!" Alec said, louder this time. One of the two sleeping figures stirred and flipped onto their back.
"Alec, what do you want at," he glanced at his clock on the beside table," 5:30 in the morning?" Jace finished, clearly agitated.
"Demons at pandemonium." He simply stated. Jace groaned and slowly got into a sitting position. Alec turned his back to the large room and was just about to leave, when he heard rustling of covers. He peered back and saw Jace snuggling up next to Clary, slipping back into sleep.
"NOW!" He whisper-yelled. Jace opened his eyes and climbed off the bed. Alec turned away and ambled down the hall.
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"The owner called and said there were a few dozen hanging around outside of the club." Jace said, shutting down his phone. Alec nodded and grabbed another arrow. He slipped it into its quiver and checked his watch.
"We should be back by 7." The brunette stated. Jace zipped up his tight gear jacket, the only layer of protection from the pests outside. He then scribbled a note on a post it and stuck it down on the counter.
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"Simon, do you smell something?" Isabelle asked, twisting her long jet black hair into a bun. Her nerdy boyfriend sniffed at the air and furrowed his eyebrows. "Yeah. Is that smoke?" He asked. The couple looked at each other and then back at the building.
Within minutes, the room was flooded with grey puffs of heavy smoke and the young couple was darting out the front door. Once they slammed it shut, they realized one person who never got up as early as the other Shadowhunters was still inside.
"Clary." Isabelle whispered and crumpled against Simons chest. He covered his mouth with his hand and pulled the girl close. They both stared at the large building, not knowing what to do or who to call.
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ALEC POV
We pulled up to pandemonium at 5:58 am. Jace and I were both nearly asleep. What kind of idiotic demon comes out with the sun? Well, we walked into the club and saw five short Ravener Demons raiding the place. Jace scoffed lowly next to me and I smirked. This ought to be easy.
I was about to draw back my bow and kill a couple of the Raveners when Jace put a hand on my chest.
"I got this." He whispered. I huffed and rolled my eyes while, he took long, silent strides towards the pack. Jaces hair was messy from sleep, but better than mine. Whenever we go on early hunts, my sleep-hair is crazy.
Jace reached behind him and pulled out two seraph blades. He then crossed the blades over his chest and waited for the right moment to attack. Once the demons finished up their raid, Jace leaped into action. He flipped over the pack leader and killed two less-powerful members. He then threw a dagger at the smallest one shooting it right in the heart. His eyes lit up with energy as the pack leader tried to swipe at him. Jace ducked the demons arm swiftly and then pulled another blade out.
