Iridescent : A Mortal Instruments and 1D Crossover

Chapter 21

Words cannot describe how sorry I am about the wait. Shit happened and i needed some time to blank out. I'm back now, though, so here's chapter 21 for you lovelies!

Chapter 21 -

Clary Pov

To love is to destroy...

To love is to destroy...

To love is to destroy..

The words echoed inside my head like a drum, filling my head with more than just guilt. The memory of the infamous quote made by my father would have reduced me to hating myself even more, however I don't believe that's possible. What was I thinking? In the span of a few minutes I had completely destroyed everything I had worked so hard to achieve. I had found peace with the world around me, only to be yanked back down by some unseen force, laughing at me as I keep trying to get back up. Is it my tactics? Or just my entire ambition as a whole? Or maybe I'm aiming for the wrong piece of heaven. Who am I kidding, obviously heaven is off-limits for me. How long has it been since I've been legitimetly happy? Why do I even try anymore?

 The moon was shining its brilliance down on the hotel rooftop where I lay as a smirk appeared on my face, thinking of yet another quote that takes up my brain nearly every day.

If I cannot reach Heaven, I will raise Hell.

No more running from brother.

Time Skip: A few hours

The feeling of brutally killing off demons is something I had missed for so long. With all the tour crap, I had barely any time for myself.

My eyes scanned over the crowd inside the club. Spotting demons had become first nature for me, picking them out left and right like it was my job. Oh wait, it is.

Demon after demon was lead into the back alley or the dark supply closet. Because of my huge improvement since New York, they were coming in like an assembly line. I'm surprised they're so many of them in one place. After an hour or two of hunting, I allow myself to relax and sit down at the bar, but I didn't drink. Then I notice some moderately attractive guy with a cannula looking at me from across the bar. His eyes were looking me up and down like I was covered in blood. I'm not, right? I hesitantly looked down and saw nothing out of the ordinary. The same old Clary with a simple mid-thigh length black dress. When I look back up, he's gone. My eyes widen as I feel someone breathing on my ear. My head snaps back and there he is, examining my arms without any kind of recognition that he looked insane. "Hey, what the hell's your problem?" I shoved his shoulder back a bit and his eyes met mine with shock. "You're...You're one of them. A hunter..." Immediately my arms went behind his back and I dragged him out of the club and into the alley. "Please, please don't hurt me! I'm one of you! I have the sight, I'm just not trained!" I had him cornered in the back of the alley, giving him no chance to try to escape. "Relax. I'm not going to hurt you, I just want you to explain. How have you not been trained? How much do you know?" He looked down at his worn sneakers, the curls on his head dropping down in front of his face.

"I..I know everything about your world, but this town got abandoned by all of the shadow hunters just recently because of a Morganstern sighting. I was with them at the institute here, but I couldn't even start my training because I've been sick with lung cancer. When they decided to ditch town, they left me behind because they didn't think I could keep up. It's true I guess. I'm no help to them at all."

My firm gaze on him softened significantly throughout his little speech. After a bit of thinking, I made a plan. "Ok, kid who's name I don't know. Let's go to my hotel and talk there. We have a lot to talk about." I sent him a smile and turned around, not giving him a chance to tell me no. "Um, ok. The name's Isaac, by the way." His clumsy footsteps and the rolling of his oxygen tank  followed close behind me as we made our way back to the hotel.