Worlds Collide (crossover fanfiction)

Chapter 7

Kia reappeared in front of an ancient-looking gothic cathedral. Unthinkingly, she stepped in, and it morphed. "Whoa."

"Watch it, Kia. This is not territory you want to step into." Thea said, grabbing her friend backwards, watching the Institute fade back into a cathedral. "You don't want to mess with them. Fortunately, if you are that curious, I can be your little guardian angel. I have a history with these adrenaline junkies." She scratched her head. "By the way, I dumped the boys back at camp. If you want this to work, it's gonna have to be only us two."

Kia glared at Thea, eyes darkening to pitch black. "You're the person I least want to see right now.". The shadows swirled, reflecting her inner turmoil. "Leave." She stalked into the cathedral, muttering angrily. The shadows formed an angry face behind her then dissipated. "So much for peace." She scoffed.

Wren stared at the two girls from the greenhouse. "Even Izzy and I never fight like that." She could tell that they were friends, albeit on a currently rocky relationship. She sighed, turning to Tristan. "Come on, hun. Let's go."

Thea walked after her friend, and watched as the idiotic daughter of Pluto entered the Institute and ran after her. "Kia, this is territory you don't want to enter. This is a clash of religions Kia. Kia!" Thea rushed after her. "This is the realm of the Nephilim, and especially, the most powerful of them! I've had a run in with one of them, back at my place in Brooklyn, and saved their lives, but don't mess with them."

"Well I don't give a dam!" Kia retorted.

At this moment, Wren decided to walk out. "Whoa, ladies, calm down." Tristan sighed, mumbling about female hormones. Wren whacked him on the head.

Thea looked at the brunette girl. "You look like someone I know. Oh, I know! Izzy Lightwood. I met her a couple months back, saved her butt from a giant. I'm Thea. Thea Carter. And you are?" She looked at the warlock beside the Shadowhunter. "You're dating a warlock?"

Wren instantly glared at Thea. "What, are you Downworlder-ist? I'm Wren Greyhallow, and this is my boyfriend Tris."

Tristan shook his head. "How many times have I told you not to call me Tris? Oh yeah, I'm supposed to wait for a guy called Alice or something."

"You mean Alistair? He's at our institute, which is more like a camp. Plus, I'm not downworld-ist. I'm a werewolf. Sort of. Nice to meet you Wren. Tristan." She nodded her head. "This is Kia. My cousin, and Alistair's girlfriend."

Kia yelled in rage. "HE IS NOT MY BOYFRIEND!"

"Keep telling that to yourself." Thea smirked.

Kia glared at Thea, irked. "Dream on, Carter."

Suddenly, Alistair apparated over, slamming into Kia and knocking them both over. He stood up, pulling her along. "What the hell Kit? Don't disappear without telling me first."

Wren smirked at Thea, lifting her hand up for a high five. "I see what you mean."

"We," Thea pointed to the two of them, "are going to be perfect together." She high fived her, grinning. "Alice, what are you doing here?"

Alistair grasped his arm, panting. He looked more like he had ran all the way from Manhattan. "Chiron-" he croaked in broken sentences, "said-find Feller..."

Kia grabbed Alistair by the shoulders, shaking sense back into him. "What the hell happened to you?"

"I Splinched." He let go of his arm, revealing a bloody stump. "Yeah, I know. I left it at Camp Half-blood." He barked a sharp laugh. "Your friend Ash is going to freak."