Davina stops herself from answering Isabelle's question with a sarcastic retort when footsteps fill her ears. She looks up to see Jace accompanied by a tall brunette man who she also recognised from the club with Clary behind them.

"They shouldn't be here," The brunette man says. "To have two mundanes here-"

"Are you all so cryptic?" Davina snaps. "Just give me answers or I'm just going to leave"

"They're not mundanes, Alec"

"How do you know that?" Alec asks.

"Because the seraph blade lit up when she touched it. Look, Isabelle, can you" The blonde sits on the end of the bed. "I'm Jace Wayland"

"I'm Davi-"

"Davina Rollins, we know who you are," Jace says. "Clary told us"

"I'm also capable of speaking so there was no need to interrupt me," 

"Am I the only one who finds this unusual?" Alec asks.

"You find everything unusual, Alec," Jace says.

"I have to report this to the Clave"

"You know what? Dial it down a notch" Jace says.

"My brother doesn't have a dial. I love you, Alec, but you have a switch that's always on,"

"I love you, too. But this-" Alec says.

"Hey, you know what? Give me a minute. Here's a word you never hear me say. Please?"

"What is with you? Really, no, what is with him?" Alec asks.

"Walk with me, big brother. Come on Clary"

Davina watches as Alec and Isabelle walk out the door with Clary trailing behind them like a lost puppy.

"Your wound, it's healed," Jace says.

Davina looks down and sees that her skin had healed completely, without even a scar remaining.

"If you're about to tell me that you're magical, I'm jumping out of that window," 

"No. No, don't confuse me with a warlock"

"Of course a warlock, because those are real outside of fantasy novels,"

"A warlock. It's one of the Downworlders"

Davina raises an eyebrow at Jace to show she was still just as clueless as she had been thirty seconds ago and he sighs, running his fingers through his hair.

"Warlocks, vampires, Seelies-"

"Seelie?" 

At Davina's recognition of a word relating to the Shadow World, Jace's head snaps up inquisitively. 

"How do you know of Seelies?"

"A dream I had," Davina mutters, rubbing her forehead. 

"Well, I'll keep it simple for you. All the legends are true. We're Shadowhunters"

"We protect the human world from the demon world

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"We protect the human world from the demon world. So those people you saw murdered at the Pandemonium, they weren't people at all, they were Shapeshifting demons"

"I'm not interested in being a gothic ninja," Davina says. "So I'm going to go to the police and try to find my mother"

"Unfortunately for you, I'm the best chance you've got," Jace says.

"Well thank you man I don't know who looks like he could be killed by a gust of wind-" Davina begins but she is distracted by her phone ringing.

"How come you nor Clary haven't answered your phone in two days?"

"Because you can't be number one priority all the time Simon," 

"Where are you? Find My Friends says Clary's phone is in an abandoned church on Deighton. I'm outside"

Davina climbs from the bed and darts to the window to see Simon standing by his unmistakable bright yellow van.

"I see you brought that horrific van," 

"I don't see you"

"Give me five minutes. I have to get dressed and then we're talking about the ethical issues with stalking," 

"Dressed? What are you doing undressed in an abandoned church? Vee is there... Is there a meth problem we have to talk about?"

"I wish it was as simple as a meth problem," Davina says. "Simon, just give me five minutes, okay?"

Davina looks down to reveal she was dressed in an oversized t-shirt before looking at Jace, gesturing to her attire.

"I had to burn your clothes,"

"You did what?" Davina fixes Jace with a glare and he raises his hands defensively. 

"They were covered in demon venom," He shrugs. "Isabelle left you some clothes"

"Cute," Davina says, picking up a knee-high boot and admiring the object.

"She's very comfortable with her body"

Davina stares at herself in the mirror and admires her outfit. The green dress, which Isabelle had given her, hugs all of Davina's curves, and the boots make her legs look a mile long. But her attention moves from her outfit to the large marking on the side of her neck.

"What in the actual f-"

"I drew that"

"Okay, listen. I still don't get everything that's going on here, but you do not tattoo my neck. That's illegal, highly illegal"

"Duly noted. I guess next time I'll just let you die,"

"What does that even mean?!"

"It's a rune," Jace says. "They have enormous power. Good for Shadowhunters. Lethal for humans. But you, you already know all about runes, don't you?"

Jace lifts Davina's sketchbook to reveal symbols all over the page but Davina just stares at him blankly. 

"Maybe you don't. Which is what makes you so interesting Davina Rollins"

 Which is what makes you so interesting Davina Rollins"

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