H U R R I C A N E | ALEC LIGHTWOOD

THREE

The strawberry blonde had borrowed some clothes from the female lightwood, wondering the rooms of the institute as she looked for anything that peaked her interest. The hale girl soon found herself in a training room, wasting no time in changing and warming up. She had decided to use the punching bag, finally letting out some of the anger that had built up other the years.

Quickly tying up her hair, the girl took a fighting stance before sending a harsh blow towards the bag. As soon as her fist made contact with it, the bag flew off it's hinges sliding across the room and hitting the opposite wall with a bang. Huffing out of annoyance, she calmly walked over to it, hooking the object back on.

She cracked her knuckles before contiously punching the bag, feeling the anger that been locked away chipping away with each blow. Burns covered the red outer material, due to the harsh blows and lack of gloves on the Hale's hands. Balled fists hit the punching bag none stop all leaving burns where she had touched, the strawberry blonde's eyes glowed a purple replacing her usual green orbs.

Each punch only angered the girl more as memories of the incident flashed through her mind, the punches became harsher; nearly sending the bag flying mutliple times. The tattoos that were engraved in her arms glowed a light purple before a fire like substance engulfed her fists. Glowing a bright purple.

She sent one last blow to it before the hinges gave in, the bag flew acorss the room and created a slight dent in the wall opposite her. Sensing someone's presence, she turned in one quick motion nearly punching the male right in the face. Her whole body froze once she saw the concerned expression etched across his face.

The purple slowly disintergrated. her eyes returning to their normal green hue as she looked up at the lightwood boy, mentally admiring his flawless looking hair. "Sorry, sorry. That's never really happened before, i guess I just got really angry and-" The strawberry blonde rambled on, not noticing the grin spread across his face that she had caused.

"It's alright." He cut her off, their eyes meeting for a split second before she turned her face away from him. "What were you thinking about?" He asked, towering over her small structure.

"The fire." She responded in a heartbeat, no emotion showing in her voice.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked that was stupid of me-"The Lightwood rambled on, regretful that he had asked that question

"It's fine It doesn't bother me as much anymore." She cut him off this time, making him regret asking her slightly less. He smiled in responce, his eyes scanning over her body, noticing the birth mark on her collar bone. "Is that the Hale birth mark?" He asked, pointing towards her collar bone.

"Yeah, my mother burnt them onto every Hale child she had, so we knew who our family were." She replied, looking down at the swirling symbol that represented her pack.

"Come on, we can do some more training, how about archery? It's a lot more calming than a punching bag." He laughed a little at the end, causing the girl to laugh too.

"I've never done archery before." She replied, slightly embarrased

"I can teach you." He responded, picking up a bow and some arrows.

"Okay." He placed the bow in her hands, before stepping behind the girl, pressing his chest to her back.

"Alright so what you want to do is hold it like this and put the arrow here on this little curve okay?" Alec stated, his breath fanning on the back of her neck. His hands held hers in the right positions, sending butterflies through her body. "Okay."

"Then you want to pull the arrow back against the string before aiming it a little higher than your target. Then you let go and shoot." He demonstrated the movements as he said it before the arrow flew across the room hitting the centre of the target with little effort. She smiled up at him, before taking another arrow and shooting it, repeating everything that the Lightwood boy had shown her. It hit the centre of the target, consequently, Abeke let out a squeal of excitement turning to face the lightwood with a big grin.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning into his chest as his hands hesitently wrapped around her waist. "Thank you, thank you, thank you." She looked up at the boy, the two's gazes meeting. The green hue was replaced by a purple as their pupils dialated, her body linking to his. They were in a daze like trance before she turned away, snapping out of it, his head shook as he was pulled out of it, holding onto her body tighter than before.

"What was that?" Alec inquired confused from the haze.

"We're linked. If you get injured so will I, it's what happens when I make eye contact with people for too long." She explained looking up at the boy with hope in her eyes. He nodded in understanding before they broke apart, Abeke pulling on a top over the sports bra. The two left the room, hands intertwined without even realising. They walked over to the main area where Jace, Clary and a mundane were, Abeke confused as too who any of them were. "Why is there a mundane in the institue?"

"Circle member followed him to get to Clary." The blonde spoke to Alec, eyeing the birth mark engraved onto Abeke's collar bone. "Circle members just like the guy who took my mother." The other strawberry blonde in the room spoke out, also intrigued by the birth mark on Abeke's collar bone.

"What exactly is a circle member?And why are they trying to kill us?" The mundane spoke out, gaining everyone's attention.

"All we know is a long time ago the circle led a revolt, a lot of shadow hunters got killed including my father." The blonde spoke, no emotion evident when he spoke about his father.

"And ever since the revolt we've been banned to even hear about the circle." Alec spoke, squeezing Abeke's hand slighlty because he knew it was the circle who killed her family.

"How is that even possible? It's your history."

"Says the girl who didn't know she was a shadow hunter."

"Yeah, yeah your right. And I'm the only person who knows the truth is missing so I don't care about your rules or what's forbidden. There's got to be someone out there who can tell us why they've taken my mother."

"There is." The blonde spoke again, moving away from the Lightwoods and Hale girl. Abeke blocked out the rest, still confused as to who they were.

"Who are they?" She whispered into Alec's ear, startling him abit at the close proximity.

"The blonde one is Jace and the ginger one who knows nothing is Clary, the other ones a mundane but I don't know his name." He responded without a waver in his voice.

"Good to know." She responded, listening in on the conversation Jace was having again.

"And I'm tough. I can handle runes so er bring on the runes. What's exactly are runes?" The mundie spoke.

"They give shadow hunters our demon fighting powers."Isabelle explained, revealing one on her arm

"So hot." Simon spoke causing Jace to cough at him, broverly instincts kicking in.

"The rune."

"Don't worry Clary, I'll watch over the best friend. In fact I was about to make breakfast."

"On second thought the runes may be less lethal."

"I'll pretend I didn't hear that, please excuse my brother's lack of maners. This is Alec and I'm Isabelle."

"Lewis, Simon Lewis. Two first names am I still talking? Wait whose the girl with the cool birth mark."

"I'm Abeke." She responded, gaining Jace's and Clary's attention as they had no clue who she was.

"See best friend's safe and sound here."

"Jace if anything happens to him."

"Go on, I'll be fine. I think."

"Where are we going?"

"Training room. Hey er, don't eat the food. Dangerous."

"Jace coming?"

"Yeah I'm coming."

So that was the third chapter, sorry it's a little longer than the last ones but the next one will be slightly shorter i promise.

Anyway hope you like it and dont forget about a ship name for Alec and Abeke.