Opposites Attract - The Mortal Instruments Clace Fanfiction

Prologue

The shadowed figure walks through the doors of the crowded night club unnoticed. This wasn't necessarily something that needed to be done with stealth but he needed to keep a low profile to be able to complete it correctly.

The figure makes his way through the crowd, sliding past strangers without them ever knowing that he was there. He makes his way over to the bar and sits down on the stool, uncovering his head from the hood he was wearing. He wasn't sure what wearing a hood would do, he was already disguised as a mundane, just like he usually does. But what he found peculiar was that his master had given him specific characteristics  to give himself when he shape shifted into a mundane. He signals the bartender over.

 "What would you like to drink?" The bartender asks him, drumming his fingers on the table in front of him.

 "Surprise me," the demon tells the bartender.

The bartender nods before walking off, getting him a drink. The demon looks around him, trying to find his target. He spots him sitting on another stool not that far away from him. The bartender brings back his drink and he moves to the stool next to his target. The demon looks at his target, he watches as the man downs drink after drink. It seems this guy needed to be put out of his misery anyway, the demon thought. The demon takes a sip of his sickly sweet drink before speaking.

 "Had a rough day?" he asks the man as the man downs another drink.

He doesn't respond as he picks up the next cup. Before drinking, the man's eyes flicker towards the demon and nearly choke on his drink. He slams down the cup and goes into a coughing fit. The demon sits there, amused at the scene in front of him. The man fully looks at the demon and shakes his head. He mumbles something incoherent.

 "What was that?" The demon asks him.

 "I can't believe it's you," the man says a little louder this time.

 "Why can't you?" The demon asks him another question.

 "After everything that happened Jack, you said that you were leaving and you weren't going to come back. You left, but here you are. You were so determined when you said it, all of us had thought that you really weren't going to come back. Why DID you come back?" The man explains.

"Something's happened, and I thought that you were the first one I should tell," The demon tells him.

"Okay...., what is it you need to tell me?"

"We should go somewhere private, it's not exactly something I'd want the whole public to hear. Is there someplace quiet we can go?"

"Yeah, I think there's a room in the back that no one goes into."

The demon leaves his unfinished drink and follows the man away from the bar and to the other side of the night club. They enter the room and the demon closes the door behind them soundlessly.

"So," the man looks around him nervously, "what is it that you need to tell me?"

The demon approaches the man. Before the man even knew what was happening the demon plunges his claws into the man's abdomen, splitting him crotch to sternum.

 "My master sends his regards," the demon hisses in the man's face as he slowly lays him on the floor. The man looks up at him with an expression mixed with anguish and the look of disbelief.

The demon steps away from the body, licking the blood from his fingers with a malevolent grin. He leaves the body of Aiden Woodrow on the floor to die as his blood blossoms and his entrails spill on the floor around him.

A/N- Hi everyone! Thanks for reading my story! So that was the prologue, but what did you guys think? Please let me know your thoughts on the story so far and if you liked it or not! Stay tuned for more! ~Tinytoonz