Angelic attachments

Golden boy

"Clary look out" yelled Jonathan.Clary dived to the side just as the demon extended it's claws leaping through the air towards her. Quickly she jumped back up plunging her seraph blade through the shax back slicing viciously through the flesh. The demon started shaking uncontrollably before turning in on its self and disappearing back to its home dimension. Clary looked up to see her older brother slicing his way through his own demon before looking up at her and smiling wickedly the way he always did after a kill. Jonathan walked over to Clary and put his arm over her shoulder. After a moment of admiring his work he looked down at her and said " well we did it again clare-bear , and now I'm starving so ... Race you home !" Then sprinted off in the direction of the house. Clary shook her head smiling to herself before racing after him. She had always loved the way the wind hit her face when she ran , letting it cool down her cheeks while her legs took her wherever she wanted to go. Even when her and Jonathan were little and their father had been training them in the manor house in idris where they now lived she had enjoyed it . As Clary was sprinting she looked to her left to see the great demon towers glowing in the distance . Clary had always wondered what it was like down there. Her father had never let her leave the manor house for the whole 15 years she had lived there. Well hunting was an exception. But that was it. Clary was pulled out of her thoughts when she hit something - no someone. When Clary looked up the first thing that caught her attention was the golden curls , then the golden skin , finally resting on the golden Iris's that we're staring down at her.

Clary stood there frozen like an idiot as golden boy glared down at her. "You should watch where your going little girl" he said with a smirk plastered to his face. At that Clary's temper got the better of her. " my name is not little girl !" She yelled. "And maybe you should move out of the way when you see someone sprinting up a hill, if you don't want them to run into you!" She didn't give him time to reply, instead she stormed past him back up the hill barging him hard with her shoulder as she did. Clary could feel the glare he was giving her in the back of her head but didn't care it just made her want to annoy him more. What was he doing here anyway ? No one ever came anywhere near where the manor was, father had always made sure of that. He didn't want anyone to find her and Jonathan. They were his special experiments. His. Then Clary bumped in to someone ... Again. What was wrong with her tonight she was never clumsy. When Clary looked up this time though she did not see the gold she had seen the first time. Instead she saw white hair and black eyes, but they were not looking at her they were staring ahead a look of shock and terror in them. She had never seen Jonathan like this and wondered what had made her brother so shocked. Curious Clary looked in the direction her brother was staring and instantly understood. There in front of her was the manor house, but not as she had left it. It was burning, flames coming out from the roof , the windows , everywhere. Clary's mind absently travelled to her father. He was still there when they left and had said he would be there all night. Her stomach dropped and without a seconds hesitation Clary sprinted as fast as her legs would take her towards the flames desperately hoping she hadn't already lost him as she had her mother.