Clockwork Angel

--PLEASE NOTE-- 

I wrote this before Clockwork Angel actually came out, I want to make my own version. With my own characters (hence the different last names but same first names). This is simply my own version of her idea. And not her story, even if we share the same title! Please comment and criticise, but do so nicely! 

Enjoy!

The night was silent, cool wind lifted my hair in the air. It swirled wildly around me, like a white cloak in the darkness. My eyes were locked on the men up a head. A good looking man, yes I had to admit that, but I wasn't fooled by its pity disguise. I could see through its glamour, it didn't even bother to put up a good one. This was an Eidolon demon; it wasn't surprising seeing demons hanging about here. Especially since there was a grand ball hosted for the opening of the lord's new mansion, easy prey when there were tons of people walking about. Yet again, that's why shadow hunters had to get the job done no?

I felt for my thigh sheath, were I had hidden my seraph blade under this incredible nuisance of a dress. I was ready; I just hoped Will came any time soon to fill his part in this. The plan was to get inside that ball, and survey the area. Getting inside wasn't the hardest part, not when daddy had lovely connections with the Lord Lashkima, who owned this place. But surveying the whole crowds of the rich coming in, wave after wave of people, I could only see one Eidolon demon so far...knowing them, there were probably others lurking about.

I stepped out from my cover, hidden behind a few barrels and walked towards the entrance, where everyone had gathered so far. I looked around, annoyed that I couldn't see my brother Will anywhere. Instead, I saw a flash of darkness, a tall slender man stood before me. His eyes as dark as night, I swore it was impossible to tell the difference between his pupil and his iris. His jet black hair hung near his shoulders. He looked almost nothing like the polished male populace nowadays. He flashed his signature smirk that made most girls swoon.

I rolled my eyes at him and hissed "Where's Will!?"

James gave a faked look of hurt. "Is my presence not enough for you dear Angel?"

I glared at him; this was no time to be joking around. If Will, wasn't here to escort me to the ball, then the plan would change! And that did not fly by me very well. "Look we need Will to escort me into the ball, okay? Where is he?" I snapped at him. I had no time for his ego right now. The more I thought of it though, I realized that Will wasn't here, which meant that...

"I'm your escort dear Angel, Will had a... change of plans" James said, voicing my realization.

"Why? Why de he choose now to change the plans!? Geez Will..." I trailed off; James was staring at me, waiting for me to shut up. I probably shouldn't make such a big deal out of it, but...I hated teaming up with James, the arrogant, half-assed duche.

"He didn't change anything. Your brother likes to be in charge, up front in the action Angel. He wants me to survey the inside" I sighed, never shall I understand Will's tactics, he makes one plan just to change it once he's in the action. I looked up at him and placed my hand in his.

"Let's get this over with" I said exhaling. Why Will? I thought angrily, he knew how much James made me angry. Though I was one to know, that only a thin line separated love and hate. But I never really loved James, he was more of a guy I was forced to get along with.

James took my hand with a smile that I couldn't help but look away from. Like the proper people of society we were trying to portray, we entered the ball. Arms hooked together. I was dresses in my floor length white dress, with a décolleté neckline, my satin cream shawl and diamond necklace and James; in his white tie attire that made him dashingly handsome.