[𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 1 - 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒎 𝑳𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒄𝒚]
❝Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me, and I walk alone❞
━━Green Day, Boulevard Of Broken Dreams
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Born to protect her friends and family, Grace is a shadowhunter trained under the best of t...
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JACE AND CLARY WALKED IN THE CONTROL ROOM,APPROACHING GRACE, ALEC AND SEBASTIAN AT THE TABLE "So what did you find?" Sebastian asked as Grace's gaze stayed locked onto the table "A box my mom used to put Jonathan's things in" Clary said and the blonde turned her head right to look at the girl.
"Right where Izzy and Grace found the two" Jace said "I remember Max had his eyes on it. He was so determined to prove himself" Alec said and Grace's fists clenched even more. A hand landed on them and she turned her head to Jace who nodded at her in order to comfort her and then turned to everyone "He must have found a way to track Jonathan"
"Wait so that means that Jonathan found a way inside the institute without us knowing?" Sebastian asked and Jace scoffed "He's Valentine's son. We were trained to do the impossible" Jace spoke and Clary spoke hesitantly "If Jonathan attacked Max and... Jordan and came for the mirror..." she began.
"He wouldn't have left without it," Jace said and turned to Alec his hand leaving Grace's but landing back on her shoulder as she kept her position looking at the table "Alec, he could still be in the building," Jace said and Alec looked at Jace "We need to confirm that he's still inside here," Alec said and Jace leaned in closer.
"We saw what Jonathan looks like. He'll be transformed as one of our own" Jace stated "Hiding in plain sight" Clary gasped and Alec nodded turning to Sebastian "Okay Sebastian I want you and any other person on guards duty" Alec said and Sebastian nodded "Effective immediately the institute is on lockdown" he added and started to walk away as did Jace and Clary.
Sebastian spoke to Alec while Grace stood at the table "He is not getting out of here alive" she muttered to herself and snapped up from her position on the table walking hastily past the two and out of the control room.
Grace's Room
ALEC WALKED INTO GRACE'S ROOM, QUICKLY PULLING HER TO HIM AS SHE RELEASED HER HAIR FROM ITS PONYTAIL. His hands circled her waist, his head finding her neck and leaving soft kisses along the length of it.
He pulled them back on the bed, sitting on it and pulling her to straddle him. She stared at the rune on his neck, suddenly finding it much more interesting than usual. He ran his hand through her hair and kissed her forehead as her finger drew a path on his rune.
"How are you feeling?" he asked Grace and she shrugged "Shitty but better" she muttered and he kissed her head again "Chris?" he asked and she slightly smiled "He's been spending time with Magnus, it's his way to cope with it," Grace said and he squeezed her thigh with his free hand.
"And how do you cope with it?" he asked her pulling her closer to him and she sighed "I don't," Grace said "You know revenge isn't the only solution, right? I'm here, Jace, everyone is," he said and Grace sighed again leaning closer to him "Hey," he said and lifted her head up making her look at him.
"Go after him, I don't disagree. But don't depend on him to get these feeling off for you. I love you and I'm here for you, we all are. And will be if you let us" she nodded and he leaned in to kiss her. Her hands found their way up from his chest to his hair and pulled softly, he groaning in response.
He pulled Grace closer to him, her legs locking around his waist as he placed them on the bed. She trailed her hands down his torso, unbuttoning his shirt and helping him remove it and threw it on the floor.
"Alec" she spoke and he looked at her, hands massaging her sides under the fabric of her shirt "I love you," she said caressing his cheek. He smiled and squeezed Grace's sides "I love you too" he said and leaned back to seal their promise.
Institute, Later
THE TWO BLONDES STOOD SIDE BY SIDE. Grace was downstairs along with Jace guarding the mortal mirror, a few shadowhunters standing near them. Her twin sai were in her boots along with her stele, her blade on her waist, and a whip that Clary suggested Grace used on Jonathan.
A notification sound went off and Jace took out his phone. A text was displayed on the screen, Alec's name on top 'We lost Max' it said and Jace looked at his sister, gazes filled with tears. She nodded at him and mouthed 'Go' he kissed her head and left as she stood in front of the mirror.
Later
JACE HAD RETURNED WAS WHAT GRACE GUESSED WHEN THE ELEVATOR DOORS OPENED. Unfortunately, she was incorrect. Sebastian entered to blades in his hands, the shadowhunters turning to look at the smirking man.
Sebastian started killing the shadowhunters and Grace took out her blade standing and waiting. When he had taken down all of the men she looked at him wide-eyed. He stepped closer to her smirking and panting.
"Hello Grace" he spoke "Jonathan" she hissed and if possible his smirk grew "What gave that away?" he asked and her glare deepened. He raised his blade, only for it to hit hers and push him backward. She took out her whip from her waist where it was tied as a belt and snapped it on the floor as it gave out a bluish-grey glow.
Grace snapped it at him hitting his arm and making him hiss, and pulled it back to her. He came at Grace, their swords finding one another and they pushed each other back again. She used her whip wrapping it around his arm and pulling him to her. She twirled and landed a cut on his waist.
He grabbed the whip pulled her to him and threw her to the wall, her whip finding the ground. She stood, blade in hand and panted "Are you upset dear Grace?" he asked in his accent and she hissed "Upset I killed your brother?" he asked and her hand tightened around her blade.
"Pity, he could have been a great hunter one day," he said twirling his blade and Grace ran at him their blades now starting to dance as they fought each other. At some point he grabbed her blade in his hand, blood dripping down and her eyes widened. His blade raised as did a smirk on his face, and soon the blade had traced a deep line on her torso blood coming out of it.
He let Grace's blade go as she fell to the ground, her hand on her stomach as blood ran free, through her shirt and onto the floor "Pity" he began twirling his blade and looking at her "You were a pretty good fighter" he said as she panted and blood now dripped from her nose and lips. He breathed out a laugh as he walked away, mirror in hand and out of the room, as she faded away.
