"Yeah, this place isn't creepy at all" Simon mutters as we emerge from his van
"Don't tell me you're afraid" Izzy chuckles
"Are you kidding me? I was born afraid" Simon scoffs before realising the error in his words, "That sounded a lot better in my head."
"Let's check it out" Alec demands and we begin to follow him through the leafy ground, the brittle, brown leaves crunching under our shoes melodically.
"Wait here a minute" Jace murmurs, stopping Clary, thus inhibiting Simon and I from moving further as well, "I wanna see if it's safe"
Clary rolls her eyes, annoyed but complies. Izzy follows her brothers and Simon turns to us, a look I knew all too well plastered to his face.
"Oh, God, please don't try to convince us to leave" I groan
"What? Come on, Cami, we don't even know these people!" Simon exclaims, "Why are we doing this? This could be a drug den for all we know!"
"Simon, this isn't a drug den" Clary sighs, before looking around again, "Although I see where you can draw inspiration for that idea. I just wish Mom had trusted us enough to tell us about all this"
"How are you both not freaked out by this?" Simon questions, genuinely interested
"It feels normal - to me, anyway" I speak, figuring the words out as I say them, "It almost feels natural to me, despite how unnatural all this is...I don't, I can't really explain it. It just feels normal"
"There was always some kind of void I could never explain" Clary chimes in, "Now...everything seems to be starting to make sense. But none of it is gonna matter if we can't find Mom."
"Then let's do that" Simon nods
"Together" I smile, taking each of their hands and smiling at them, "Three Musketeers, right?"
"Right" Clary smiles, squeezing my hand, "I'm so glad you're my sister"
"I know, right?" I joke, "I'm pretty fucking amazing"
"Guys" Jace calls out to us, extending an arm out, "Come on, it's all clear"
Clary strides forward, disconnecting her hand from mine in favour of Jace's as Simon and I trail behind. Pulling my remaining hand from Simon's, I stick them both into the pockets of my leather jacket, attempting to keep warm as I watch Simon glare daggers into Jace's back.
Poor Simon.
***
"You have to understand, the Silent Brothers aren't like us" Jace informs us as we crunch our way through the heavy leaves
"Ah, so they lack your charm and superior people skills?" I smirk and Jace smiles back at me
"Yeah, most people do"
"Oh, okay, Buffy" I raise my hands in mock surrender.
It made no sense but it felt like I'd known him my whole life...guess it was the superior people skills.
"I'm not even gonna start with that one" Jace rolls his eyes before returning to business, "Brothers communicate without using words, using just their thoughts"
"That doesn't sound so bad" Clary utters, opting for optimism
"Don't let their silence fool you" Jace warns, "They'll hold the soul sword to your heads, and with it's blade carve the truth from your mind. If you're not strong enough, you will die and the pain...it will be excruciating"
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Fiksi PenggemarCamille Fray has a normal life. A young mother, a young sister and a father who died when she was child. Graduated from high school and 2 years into a psych degree. A normal, boring life. A mundane life. Or so she thought. On the night of her sister...