LOVE & betrayal (On Hold)

Who..is..that?

"Anna! Is a leather jacket really necessary? We are just going to the club to have a few drinks.."

"Yes P'Forth..The jacket's absolutely necessary..You are not going out with me without looking your absolutely handsome self. Plus who knows you might catch somebody's attention" Anna replied winking at her elder brother who was checking himself out in the mirror..a look of doubt on his face.

"Come on.. don't look so skeptical..You look great..P'Pha tell him he looks good"

"Yeah, Ai'Forth..You look good. This brat is right" , Phana said pinching Anna's cheek,"You need to loosen up a bit, once in a while"

"P'Pha... that hurt" Anna whined,lp rubbing her cheek her giant of a brother had pinched.

Meanwhile Forth had a soft pink colour decorating his cheeks hearing Phana's words.

"Okay..if you guys say so..", he said meekly, adjusting his hair in the mirror one last time.

"Hey guys! There's... be...en a new attack   .....o...n on Hill Street..You need to... ge...t get there right away".. Charles burst into the room, running and panting.

"Well.. so much for a night out..Okay.. Let's go to the training room to get our gear", Forth said, leading his Parabatai and little sister(with a pout on her face) out of the room.

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Meanwhile..

A handsome young man, wearing a floral printed red suit, with spiked hair highlighted with red, is taking a sip of his drink.. enjoying the company of the two ladies on either side of him with a distant look on his face.

"You know Beam..all you have to do is snap those fingers of yours and they are all over you"

"You know me well enough, Ai'Ming to know that I don't have to do even that", the High Warlock said with a smirk on his face.

"Yeah..right..", Ming rolled his eyes at the smug look on his friend's face..

"So what did your old man want this time?" the Vampire questioned.

"The same old 'Help me take down the  Clave'..You know what, I don't understand why he's so stubborn about this..He knows I won't agree but still, he keeps on trying"

"Well, I agree with your old man on this..My people are living in threat of their lives..Every week or so..one of those shitty Shadowhunters finds a new excuse to kill a Downworlder..I hate thos......."

Their conversation was abruptly brought to an end by the swish of an arrow rushing past them. The said arrow went straight through the torso of a demon a few feet ahead of them reducing the creature to a pool of black, sticky Incur(demon blood) on the spot.

A tall figure in a black leather jacket, quiver on his back and bow in hand, ran past them, tailing the arrow.

The High Warlock, who wasn't really paying attention to the rants of his friend earlier, looked mesmerized by the sight in front of his eyes.

The young man with the arrow, now in his hand, panting, turned around to scan the crowd and see if anyone had been hurt in his pursuit of the notorious demon.

His eyes landed on a man with glittery eyes who was staring right in his direction. And somehow he found himself not willing to look away despite the intense gaze the man had on him.

His trance was broken by his Parabatai's hand on his shoulder.

"Are ...you .. o..kay?" Phana asked him, panting, clearly having run after him into the nightclub.

"Yeah..I am..fine. What about the rest of them? Did you get them?"

"One escaped..we got the other two"

While the two Parabatai were busy checking on each other, one man in the room was troubled with a question which he couldn't help but say out loud " Who ..is.. that?"