➰Cecily (TMI FANFIC)➰

Warlocks

 I didn't bother to tell Zane about the voice, and it left my concern almost instantly as the glances I was getting from creatures inside the club were terrifying. As if sensing my fright, Zane tightened his grip on my waist. He lead us through crowds of creatures and my eyes absorbed every detail. Some of them had pointed ears and almost glittered in the dim lighting, others were obviously vampires, and then there was the ones who looked practically human except for the black marble eyes. Yet, all shared the common interest of staring at me as I passed them by.  

 Just as we reached what looked to be a bar, I had glances dirty and curious being thrown my way like daggers. Zane leaned up against the bar and looked almost bored at the whole scene.

"Why the hell are we stopping?" I kept my eyes on the crowd, "Where the hell is this Magnus Bane?"

"We're going to wait, he usually makes an appearance at around ten."

"How the hell do you know that?" I jerked away from him,"Have you been here before?"

"Yeah so?"

I glared at him,"Your a Shadowhunter and your suppose to be killing these.....these.....creatures."

If looks could kill, I would've been dead. Every creature in a five yard radius snapped their heads to glare at me.

"I'd choose your words more carefully, Cecily." his tone was cool as he watched the demons close by.

I rolled my eyes as I lowered my voice to a hiss,"Why the hell do you come here?"

"Because its fun. You do know what fun is don't you?"

"I do and it sure as hell isn't this. All these things keep eyeing me up like I'm some kind of toy."

"Well, that is what you are too them. And this place is fun."

I snarled,"How is this place fun? I don't consider being raped by some demon fun."

He rolled his eyes and spun to face the bar. "Hey, Frank!"

A man who had green like skin smiled as he came to Zane. His eyes were just like the mans outside, black bottomless pits. "Why if it isn't the king himself! What can I get you tonight, Zane?"

"Two of my regulars."

"Two?"

Zane looked at me from over his shoulder and smirked,"I brought a friend, she's a bit of a stick in the mud."

"I am not."

"Sure." He turned to the bartender,"She's as stubborn as a mule too."

The bartender smiled as he began to prepare what was Zane's regulars. I took this opportunity to scan the bar as it was a full around glass counter that glittered like everything else in the room. My eyes trailed around the whole bar seeing only demons and other pointed eared creatures. That was until I spotted a couple. The girl was beautiful  long brown hair and the boy looked to almost be sick with bleached blonde hair and skin that was almost transparent. But, both had....normal eyes!

I watched them as the girl said something to the boy which made them both suddenly look over at something near the door way. Apparently it turned out to be nothing as the girl looked down at the drink she hadn't touched in front of her.

"Cecily." I felt Zane grab my arm and drag me to the seat next to him. I was still able to see the couple as the boy held the girls hand and kissed her cheek.

I slapped his hand away,"What did I tell you about touching me?"

He rolled his eyes and shot back what was apparently his "regular" but what smelled like hard liquor tinted a blue color. I shoved the glass that was placed in front of me forward making Frank raise his eyebrow. "I don't drink."