𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 [Shadowhunters]

Bloodsport

❝Do you remember AP History, senior year? You know—it was all about the wars; the fighting; the violent protests out in the streets. All in the name of freedom. The Shadow World is no different, really. History—no matter what realm—has always proven that the fight for freedom is a bloodsport, and there will always be casualties in one way or another. We all pay a price to be freed, Clary. I just wish that your trust hadn't been mine.❞

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Hana Kim had always been mysteriously both knowable and unknowable. Yes, her scathing honesty—to the point where it seemed as if it was in her blood—always made it known what she was thinking and feeling at the time. However, there was always something more to her, something that snide remarks just didn't communicate. Something strange and alluring and captivating in the way she spoke; the grace with which she carried herself; the way her deep, piercing eyes were always alert, always knowing, as if she was seeing something that you didn't. As if she was anticipating something that you could never even dream of—a threat, a challenge, an unknown. Like there was more to her than what met the eye.

Her friends, Clary Fray and Simon Lewis, had come to accept her oddity as just part of who she was. When Hana first transferred into their school during senior year, they had no intention of befriending the beautiful, charmingly clueless, Korean transfer student. Having kept a pretty low profile all throughout high school, the duo had never expected someone as stunning and charismatic as her to talk to them at all, much less introduce herself with a shy smile and ask if she could sit with them. 'Wow,' Hana had said, pointing at their work-in-progress graphic novel in the library one afternoon, 'that looks super realistic. Can I sit?'

The rest, as they say, was history. Despite Clary and Simon's longstanding friendship, Hana managed to weave her way into their inseparable duo and make a space for herself. It was so perfectly mundane—they were just a trio of best friends, ones who hung out at each other's houses; lazed around at cafes; and simultaneously comforted one another and teased each other at every opportunity.

Until one night—the night of Clary's 18th birthday—when one encounter at a nightclub changes everything, revealing every bloodstained secret Hana had spent the past year running from.

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Disclaimer: I do not own anything regarding Shadowhunters or The Mortal Instruments; all rights go to Cassandra Clare and Freeform. I have taken some (read: many) creative liberties in the process of writing this, but I only claim ownership of my original characters (Hana, Henry, their family and other associated characters) and their stories/plot lines.

hi. i don't know if anyone will read this BUT i'm back and a bigger shadowhunters hoe than ever so this is a Thing :) i really want to keep this story going (i say that every time i write something and then i drop it a week later, but i hope this time is different). so i hope u like it so far / u are Intrigued. please let me know! also i'm taking suggestions for the love interest because in true me fashion, nothing is set in stone and i am just writing as i go. it could really go whichever way, so i'd be interested to get input along the way as to who hana should be paired with!

[ dedicated to em, vividparacosm , who is one of my biggest inspirations when it comes to writing, and has been my favourite writer ever since i opened this account, which was like 5 years ago or something. i will always hold you in high regard because you are just absolutely brilliant and wonderful, and even if i haven't been on wattpad in literal years, i really admire—and always will admire—your eloquence and endless creativity. ]