Thunderstruck ? Alec Lightwood

chapter two

"It's Clary."

     It took all of the willpower Damien had not to let his jaw drop. The five of them all turned their heads to look at the Mundane who had told them to stop, and a realization hit him. They were supposed to be glamoured, so she wouldn't be able to see them unless she wasn't a mundane. 

     The knife in Jace's hand clattered to the floor, just as startled as Damien was. "What is this?" Alec demanded, his eyes moving from the girl to the Nephilim. 

     "It's a girl," Jace announced. For once, Damien shot a glare towards his friend. This was not the time, especially since the girl had gotten the attention of almost all of the club. Within seconds, however, they turned back to what they were doing. "Surely you've seen girls before, Alec. Your sister Isabelle is one." Damien and Alec made quick eye contact before turning their attention back towards the girl, which caused his heartbeat to rise. 

     "And she can see us," Damien added, his eyes narrowing towards her. 

     "Of course I can see you," the girl said. "I'm not blind, you know." Damien shook his head, about to speak until Jace took over for him.

     "Oh, but you are," he replied, his voice steady and firm. He grabbed his knife that had fallen onto the concrete floor. "You just don't know it. You'd better get out of here, if you know what's good for you."

     "I'm not going anywhere," she stated, crossing her arms over her chest. "If I do, you'll kill him" Damien admired the girl's stubbornness, but in this situation, he wished it would stop. Damien ran his fingers through his hair in exasperation.

     "That's true," Jace admitted, giving a slight nod of his head. "What do you care if I kill him or not?" 

     "Be-because," the red-head spluttered. "You can't just go around killing people." 

     "He's not a person, sweetie," Damien stated, gesturing his head towards the demon. If only she knew. 

     "We aren't going around killing people, little girl," Jace told her. The demon's eyes were slitted, and Damien gripped his seraph blade tighter. "But as Damien said, that's not a person. It may look like a person and talk like a person and maybe even bleed like a person, but it's a monster."

     "Jace," Isabelle hissed. Through her expression, Damien could tell she was getting annoyed. That's enough."

     "You're crazy," Clary said, taking a step backwards. Damien didn't blame her, Jace could be aggressive. "I've called the police, you know. They'll be here any second."

     "She's lying," Alec finally said, turning his head towards Jace. "Jace, do you-" Alec never finished his sentence.

     Without warning, the blue-haired boy ripped free of the restraints that had been tying him to the pillar, and jumped onto Jace. Damien couldn't stop gasp from escaping his mouth as the two fell to the ground, the demon tearing at Jace. Damien rushed towards the two as Isabelle shrieked, the mundie-girl tripping over something that sent her crashing to the ground. The demon was still tearing at Jace, and Damien sprinted towards his best-friend, only to see that Isabelle's whip had come down across his back, causing the demon to fall to his side.