Shadow City

Chapter 2

It looks like a huge, stone and glass tower. But in reality, it's the Sheared Ice Club. The only under eighteen club in the city. A huge bouncer stands by the door. His black tee shirt shows all of his muscles. He sees me with Michael and lets us in.

We walk in, the sound of music drowning out speech. The bass from the speakers vibrate my bones. We walk over to the bar area. It's quieter over here. We order some sodas and sit. I look at Michael, who is eyeing two girls. Their blonde hair sparkles with glitter. I can see it fall from them as they move. Why does Michael have to look at them like that?

Oh, did I forget to say this. I have a huge crush on Michael. He was the only guy that was ever nice to me, even after my mom was killed.

The taller girl looks at Michael and twitches her finger. The come-and-get-me signal. He smiles and walks over to her. They dance and I tune them out. I pull out my phone and mess with it.

After about fifteen minutes, I shove my phone back in my pocket. I look for Michael. I see him. He has the blonde girl pushed up against a wall. He's kissing her and she's kissing him back. I almost walk over to her to slap her when I see someone. Well, two people actually. A guy and a girl. They look about my age, so about sixteen.

They look like they aren't supposed to be here. Like it's a crime to be in here.

The boy is wearing a thin white tee shirt. I can see faint black tattoos on his skin. They look tribal. He's also wearing black skinny jeans with a chain on his right leg. His black punk boots glimmer in the strobe lights. He shakes his head sightly, making his straight black hair fall into the right side of his face. His skin has a golden tone to it under the lights.

But the girl looks completely different. Her light blonde hair is pulled back into a ponytail. Some of her hair falls into the sides of her face. She's wearing a long, dark green dress. I can see black high heels jutting out from the dress. She's about three feet from the boy.

I don't pay much attention to her though. I stare at the boy. He looks person to person, trying to find someone. His eyes narrow when he looks at a boy. I look at the other boy. His light brown hair is cut short and in many spikes. The boy has sharp features, but not as sharp as the first boy.

I see the boy tap the girls arm and point. Her eyes widen then narrow at the sight of the second boy. The second boy notices them. He calmly walks outside. The boy and girl follow him. I look one last time at Michael. He's playing with the blonde girl's ass a bit. Fuck him. I walk outside, following the group of three.

It's much queiter out here. I can see the group. The black haired boy and blonde girl stand shoulder to shoulder. The other boy is about ten feet from them. He says "Well, what a suprise. The Dark Hunters are paying me a vist." His voice carries an almost snake like hiss to it. What does he mean by Dark Hunters.

The black haired boy starts walking towards the other boy. I see something flash from his pocket. A knife by the looks of it. The black haired boy says "You have no business here, Demon." His voice is slightly deep and calculating. Almost as if he's already called another person a Demon.

"Oh, is that so? Well, I guess you are the great Jace. So you should know what happens now." the boy says. I hear steel scratching the concrete. I dare a look. The boy, well I can't call him that anymore. His skin has taken a redish tone and his eyes are like black jewels. A tail has sprouted, long and whip like. The steel sound came from a steel whip in his left hand.

The boy, Jace, brings his right arm up. He presses a button on the knife. The blade slides out to almost two feet long. The hilt extends and curves slightly. He runs at the Demon boy and jumps. He frontflips, swinging the sword in his hand. The Demon brings its right arm up. It gets a clean cut, black blood spraying. Some lands on the concrete, hissing and burning.

The Demon swings its whip but is deflected by Jace. He dashes at the Demon. He swings the sword back, which shortens back into a dagger. He slams the daggerinto the Demon's chest. The Demon falls to its knees and says "How?" It evaporates into ash. The dagger falls to the concrete below it.

The girl says "Jace, are you okay?" I know what she's talking about instantly. A long cut makes its way down Jace's cheek. She holds his face in her hand. Jace pushes her hand away, saying "I'm fine."

"Jace, we need to be more careful. What if anyone sees us?"

"No one can see us, Angela. We have Glamour." Well, I can see you.

I'm about to walk out to them when I feel a hand on my shoulder. I turn around. The bouncer from earlier is behind me. He says "Do you need any help, Miss?"

I quickly say "No." He shrugs his shoulders and walks off. I turn back to watch Jace and Angela. But I don't see them. I walk to where they were a few seconds ago. The black blood still stains the concrete. I look everywhere. But, I see no one. I feel the sense that I'm being watched. I walk back.

But before I do, I see the dagger Jace had. I pick it up and put it in my pocket. I text Michael that I'm going home. I can still feel someone or something watching me as I leave.

A\N

Well, I told you it would be different. There is a picture of Jace to the right.

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