key-
catherine- heal, teleportation, and time
georgia- water, wind, and earth
celena- telekinesis, lightening, and light
kamry- frost, speed, duplicate
tate- fire, flight, shapeshifter
everliegh- sound, mindreader, invisibility
juniper- phasing, super intelligence, and reality warping
-"hello? clary? we need to talk about something. it's an emergency," georgia whispered into the phone downstairs
after explaining the situation, the girl on the other end of the phone spoke.
"dont waste any time. bring them here as soon as possible, do you hear me?"
"of course," georgia replied
everliegh looked over to her side. after eavesdropping on georgia and clary's conversation she had a word to say.
"shouldn't we be talking about this with them first? they might get mad if you make the decision on your own," everliegh intervened
georgia sighed, "it's for their safety. i don't need to discuss anything with them. especially if they are going to act like that."
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[present time]
the seven girls walked down the alley and into the tall brick building. a sense of familiarity hit them. it smelled like faint cinnamon and burnt wood. they were glad to be back here.
a thin woman with frayed, red hair walked out from one of the many room. she wore a long robe that made it impossible for others to see what she wore underneath. as soon as she saw them, her eyes brighten.
"you've arrived," she spoke in monotony
her voice brought chills down georgia's spine. clary always had this affect on people, but she couldn't help it. this was how she spoke on a daily basis.
"come with me girls,"
they walked through a big wooden doorway, which led them through a dark hallway lined with steel walls. at the end of the long narrow hallway was a carved metal door.
georgia walked next to clary with her head held high. behind her kamry, catherine, and juniper were conversing quietly. tate and celena walked silently.
the stepped carefully into the extremely large chamber. it a room they all knew very well. the dungeon. a gasp broke free of everliegh's lips. laying in the dungeon were hunters but that wasn't the unordinary.
the very many. several. hundreds. maybe thousands.
tate's eyes wandered through the dense bodies that were laying in the crowded jail floor. she felt goosebumps and moved to that she was behind the others.
"why are there...so many?" everliegh asked in the silence
"we aren't too sure, the hunters aren't speaking even if we torture them. except for this one younger hunter." clary informed the girls