Rosalie pushed the door open and stepped inside. She looked around to find her best friend, before being pulled behind a pillar by said friend. Somehow, the four people in front of them hadn't noticed them enter the small space. Either they were really unobservant, which seemed highly unlikely, they didn't care that the two girls were there, or they were so observed in their conversation they didn't notice. Either way, Rosalie was grateful for it.
"...demons," the dark-haired boy was saying. Demons? Was this like some summoning cult thing and they were going to sacrifice the blue-haired boy? This was not a good situation for Rosalie and Clary to be in. No matter what happens someone is going to die, and it could be them. Rose tuned back into the conversation to hear the blonde boy talking.
"Demons. Religiously defined as hell's denizens, the servants of Satan, but understood here, for the purposes of the Clave, to be any malevolent whose origin is outside our own home dimension-"
"That's enough Jace," the girl interrupted. Hey, that was the girl Rose had pointed out to the boy who was currently tied to a pillar. Oh god, this was partly her fault. Now she feels bad. Kind of.
"Isabelle's right. No one here needs a lesson in semantics or demonology," the black-haired boy said. Okay, let's get one thing straight. Rosalie had always loved fairy tales and stories about the supernatural, but she never actually believed they were real. Demons? Demonology? These people were crazy! Demons can't be real... can they? That's when Rose remembered something she had pushed to the very back of her mind.
Rosalie had been seven at the time. Her hair was still a light brown, and her eyes glowed the way a little kid does when they're ignorant to the world around them. She had been playing in the park, her mom watching from a bench, when she wondered off alone. She had no idea where she was, but being the little girl she was, didn't mind too much. That was when she saw the flying girl in front of her. The pixie. At this age, her mom had gotten her immersed into mythology, and by mythology she meant the Percy Jackson books, but Rose had taken it upon herself to learn about supernatural, mythological, and fantasy creatures (A/N in my opinion they are different). The pixie flew around the little girl a couple times, before realizing the girl could see her. Rose had reached out to touch the little pixie, before her mom calling her name distracted her, when she turned around, the pixie was gone. When Rosalie had tried to tell her mom, her mom blamed the story on the girls overactive imagination, for this wasn't the first time Rosalie had told stories of faeries and people with oddly colored eyes and pointed ears. As Rose got older she started ignoring these things, knowing that if she started talking about it at the age she was, it wouldn't end well for her.
Rosalie had finally tuned back into the conversation when the blonde boy, Jace had raised his knife. Before he could get very far though Clary revealed herself.
"Stop! You can't do this!" She cried. Rose couldn't let her friend be alone in this situation so she begrudgingly stepped out behind the pillar as well. Jace seemed startled, so much so that his knife flew out of his grasp. The black-haired boy and the girl, Isabelle, also turned wearing identical expressions. All of them seemed shocked. Rose decided to ignore this and turned to her idiotic best friend.
"Really? Do you not have any clue as to the situation you just willingly walked into?" Rosalie asked as everyone turned to her, but she ignored them "I mean first you have an intimidating girl with a whip," she pointed to Isabelle. "Then you have an annoying boy with a knife," her finger moved to point at Jace "And scary, unnamed boy in the back," She pointed to the dark-haired boy. "Seriously, think before doing something irrevocably stupid." She ended her little rant with a soft hit to the back of Clary's head, and the said girl gave Rosalie a glare and a punch in the arm because of it. The other three people in the room decided to completely ignore Rose's outburst, and decided to move on to more pressing matters.
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Roses Are Red (HIATUS/SLOW UPDATES)
FanfictionRosalie, in a desperate attempt to get away from her life, goes to a club with her friends, where she is met with a startling realization that everything she had ever known was a lie. As her and her friends were thrust into a world with demons, vamp...
