Wicked Enchantment (TSC crossover)

Home is no Longer Home

Jem turns with his sword cane and slices the head off the Shax demon and will lunges forward pushing a seraph blade through the second demons heart. Shax demons generally hunted in packs and reported on the happenings, like spies to another demon or warlock, this concerned both jem and will as they looked upon eachother befor conversing, will cockily complimenting his brilliance as always, and Jem responding with kind annoyance. Jem was always kind, unless he had a reason not to be. The walk back to the institute was long and it was dark outside, both were in love with the same woman, both had told her, however only one was engaged to her. Besides will thought I am happy for them, Ill get over it. But deep down, he knew he would never get over it. He knew he would love her until he died, but he also knew Jem felt the same way. Tessa didnt love him, she loved Jem. He had treated her like dirt to protect her and she knew it now too, but Jem always showed nothing but kindness, it only made sense she loved him. Jem was easy to love. Will had contempated the weight of keeping such a huge secret from his Parabatai, buts it wasnt like the curse, it wasnt something hed have to keep forever, for Jem would die soon. The thought made him sick, and he felt like that the rest of the walk to the institute, until another demon came up behind the two, they noticed the demon behind them but kept walking before locking eyes on eachother, each knowing the other better than themselves, however when they turned, ready to fight weapons in hand, the demon stepped back, it wasnt human per say, but looked similar to a human.
"Shadowhunters" The demon hissed "Carstairs and Herondale" it hissed, and will and jem gazed at the deomn is surpirise, this must have answered the demon's question as it reached forward and a large light blinked in Will and Jem's eyes.

Will turned to his parabatai, confused by the disappearance of the demon, as something wooshed by, and a large honking sound echoed in their ears, more joining in, looking up and barely missing it, will saw a box with glass peices in it on wheels, propelling itslef without a horse, he realized the stability of the ground he was on, a hard faded black surface with white lines and a few crosses up ahead, before will could study it further another thing raced passed him, this smaller, will belatedly recongnized it as a bicycle, the rider wore tinted glasses a large plastic har and odd, tight fitted clothing, so small it didnt cover his lower arms or legs. Will gasped before looking up, recognizing his surroundings, but they were unfamiliar, on the other side of him he saw jem, weaving between the wooshing objects, inside one he noticed a little girl with strings attached to her ears on one end and on the other was a slim black box, will was beyond confused now, but followed jem, when they were out of the way of the wooshing things that will now realized were mostly reds, blues and darker colors, all containing at least on if not more people, who all seemed stunned to see him and jem in their paths, will was bumped into by a man wearing clothing that puzzled will more than most, words decorated the mans front side, red fabric behind it, the material cut up to his shoulders, his trousers were made of a light brown material and were covered in pockets, he too was holding a slim block, but he held his between his ear and shoulder, an inefficient means of carrying something will thought, the sky above them was a gray blue, and it was relatively sunny for london. The pair got many odd looks, from passerbys wearing strange clothing and carrying bags, some carried the bags on their backs, and everybody around them looked curious, but nobody stopped to question the strangely dressed teenagers, one of whom had shining hair. One woman that passed him was wearing pants- or not exactly pants will thought as they were cut up her to her mid thigh, they showed most of her legs, and every curve of her body was visible by the tight item of clothing she wore on top, it was not precisely a mens shirt, as like the others he had seen it didnt reach the wrists, hers didnt appear to have sleeves at all, just a thin peice of material on heach shoulder holding it up over ther body, her breasts and body were completely visible, and she seemed to be wearing few if any other layers of clothing. Will turned to Jem as if to say Are you seeing this too Jem nodded, and looked up, will followed his gaze to a green sign on a post that read; Fleet Street. Wills moth fell open as another person bumped into them, but when will turned, the person was gazing at him stunned, with a questioning look on his face
"Consul Lightwood?" Will looked if possible even more baffled, he registered somewhere in the back of his mind that the man was a warewolf, will looked at him threateningly Jem now also looked astonished the warewolf seemed to note this, realization registering in his eyes, he turned and ran from Will and Jem, who walked north, towards the institute, when they rung the bell, they waited. It appeared the institute they knew had been recently attacked, judging by the clearly new wall next to the older ones with vines growing. Distantly Jem wondered who would attack the london institute and why, the door opened and a young man appeared, he was maybe 19 or 20, he also wore scandelous clothing and appeared confused, raising an eyebrow
"How can I help you" Will and jem were stunned, this was their home, granted ina very stange world, but were Charlotte and Henry truly not the heads of the institute? The man cleared his throat, and wil realizing neither of them had spoken stepped forward
"We are shadowhunters and request sanctuary at this institute" The man rolled his eyes
"Alright" He said as if this was the hundereth time hed done this " Adrian Highsmith, my mother runs the institute, welcome, rooms are that way, the first 8 are taken. So many refugees still after the dark war" Will and jem were surprised to find the first 8 bedrooms were taken as it included their own, walking down the hallway, the pair stopped at a variety of paintings, on prictured a group of shadowhunters, the enscription reading The London Institute 1903 Behind a sofa of what looked like teenagers were very familiar figures; Cecily stood with Gabriel and near them were Sophie and Gideon, on the side of them were Charlotte and Henry, Henry's arm around a redheaded man that appeared to be annoyed, but smiling anyway. On the right of everybody was Tessa and on the left of everybody was will, his hand on the shoulder of a black haired man, who seemed to have a gun. ON the sofa in front of them were a redheaded, brown skinned woman sat closely with the armed, very good looking black-haired shadowhutner that had bright golden eyes, next to him sat a Handsome blonde, aside him sat a brown haired girl with bright blue eyes, next to her sat someone that appeared to be a blackthorn, with dark hair and green eyes. On the other side of the picture was a brown skinned blonde man, boy with glasses and a girl with short black hair, next to the sofa, close to the black haired girl was a brown skinned woman with long black hair, and in front of the sofa sat a little boy with balck hair and blue eyes, next to another with brown hair and blue eyes. Will then noticed and poitned out to jem that the golden eyes boy held a gun, a runed gun. But it was the figures behind the sofa and young shadowhunters that took the attention, specifically the fact that one of them was missing, Jem, and the fact that a green circular pendant, decorated tessa's neck, and a greying silver mark peeked out of wills clothing. They were jolted from their staring by a loud, annoyed voice