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Jace Wayland x OC

A/N - part 2! I know I updated quick but I’m obsessed with writing this!

Later on that evening, all four were gathered in the library, fawning over books of runes. Izzy trying to teaching Clary about the new runes that scattered her arms from their latest mission. Jace still bemused by the new arrival and intrigued, for the first time, by somebody that was not a shadowhunter.

The double doors to the large room were forced open and in walked Magnus, taking a seat at the large oak table that the others were gathered around. All tearing their attention away from what they were doing and towards Magnus.

‘Well my little shadowhunters, how today has been splendid’ he smiled, winking over at Alec and flashing his hand towards the door spelling a lock so that nobody could enter unexpectedly.

‘Magnus…’ Jace started, hoping to be the first to quiz the warlock.

‘I’ll tell you everything Jace, just give me time to breathe’ he sighed, propping his feet up on the table and resting his hands across his chest.

‘It’s okay Magnus, Jace is just transfixed by this Cora girl’ she laughed, poking fun at Jace who, for once ignored her jests.

‘Cora Melusine, has been sent from Idris to reside in the institute here and in order for her to assist on missions for the Clave’ Magnus informed the group.

‘Yes Magnus. But what is she?’ Jace exasperated, not happy with Magnus’ answer.

‘She is not a what’ Magnus said with hints of anger, leaning forward and resting his elbows on the table, the others following suit. ‘Cora is a Triad’ he almost whispered, causing Izzy, Alec and Jace to all drop their jaws.

‘What's a Triad?’ Clary asked confused, still new to the whole shadowhunter world and that was one she definitely had never heard before.

Magnus sighed ‘A Triad is a being that forms from three different ‘species’, they are usually born into one world and discover their other traits throughout their early years. In Cora’s case, she was the child of two shadowhunters in Idris and developed her traits very early on’ he explained, going slowly as to allow the redhead to catch up.

‘Wow’ Alec sighed, rubbing his hand along his jaw. ‘That means..’

‘She's very powerful’ Magnus stated ‘which is why she is under strict protection from the New York Institute, if Valentine were to get his hands on Cora’s blood… well, he would be able to create an almost indestructible force of shadowhunters’ Magnus said, looking between the faces in front of him.

‘What would her blood do?’ Izzy asked, now in almost the same amount of confusion as Clary.

‘With her blood and the mortal cup, anyone could make a triad of their own making’ Alec stated, shaking his head and looking down at the table.

‘Yes’ Magnus sighed ‘with the blood of his desired attributes, such as vampire, werewolves anything in this world, paired with those two things, Valentine would make an army so strong he could wipe out the Clave entirely’

‘He could wipe out the whole world…’ Clary started before being interrupted.

‘Yes but not if he doesn't get to her’ Jace almost shouted, staring from his hands to Magnus ‘so, she's an triad shadowhunter? She’d be more powerful than Valentine’

‘Not quite’ Magnus pointed ‘Cora has the same amount of shadowhunter blood as all of you and yes she's a very good shadow hunter, but she's also part Mermaid and part…’ Magnus carried on before there was a huge crack and the double doors he’d enchanted to stay locked burst open.

‘Warlock’ A new voice added.

Cora had burst through the doors and was now stood at the end of the table, smirking towards Magnus who knew he’d just been caught revealing all to his friends.

‘Thought I felt my ears burning Magnus’ she laughed standing behind the Warlock and resting her hands on his shoulders ‘you forget I can hear through walls?’ She tutted, throwing herself into the chair beside him.

‘Cora..’ he started.

‘It’s okay’ she winked at him ‘you know I love it when people talk about me’ she cackled, reaching for one of the books on the table inspecting it as she did.

Magnus laughed and shook his head before gesturing to the group ‘Cora, this is Izzy and Alec Lightwood, Clary Fairchild and Jace Wayland. You and Jace share in common the size of your egos’ he quipped, throwing the young girl a smug expression.

‘So you’re the group of shadowhunters that I’ll be stuck with for the near future. Can you all at least spar properly?’ Cora joked, looking around the group.

‘Could say the same about you downworlder’ Clary poked, confidently smirking at the other female and causing Magnus to shake his head before resting his head in his hands in exasperation.

‘Who you calling a downworlder, newbie? Like you haven't just killed your first demon last week’ Cora cackled, challenging Clary leaning closer in attempt to intimidate the redhead. Clary’s overbearing confidence often outshined her naivety to the world she’d only just become a part of. Challenging a Triad isn't something even a well experienced shadowhunter would attempt.

‘So Aldertree actually trusts us enough now to send us on missions together’ Alec clapped.

‘Sounds so’ Izzy added, standing and returning the books that scattered the table back to their rightful places on the bookshelves ‘But for now… sounds like we should get to know our new group member. So I reckon a night to pandemonium is in order’ she said excitedly, resting her head on top of Alec's.

‘You know I’m always in when it comes to an alcoholic beverage’ Magnus said with a spark of excitement in his voice.

‘Besides, I want to raid Cora’s wardrobe. It appears we share the same interest in fashion’ Izzy jumped excitedly hinting towards the other girls.

‘Or baring skin…’ Alec sighed, laughing at his sister. There was no question that both girls had confidence in their figures and expressing any runes that scattered their skin. However unlike Isabelle, Jace had noticed that Cora didn't appear to have any visible runes even considering Magnus had stated that the girl had just as much shadowhunter blood in her as any other.

‘Well then, this calls for a girls meeting’ Cora started ‘taking Isabelle's hand and gesturing for Clary to also follow. Despite the instant friction between the two they were both aware they would be spending a lot of time together for the foreseeable future. Beside’s Cora could never let an opportunity to spice up a relatively conservatively dressed shadowhunter, something that was rarely witnessed.

Jace, who this whole time, had remained unusually quiet. This was mainly because the nagging feeling within him felt he had already made acquaintance with the Triad, but yet, he could not quite put his finger on when or where. But also, because no matter how hard he tried something deep inside him was stirring, a feeling he had not yet experienced and could not quite explain. But, it was something that scared and excited him at the same time.

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Music pounded from Pandemonium, filling the streets around with the sounds of bass. Jace, Alec, Magnus were stood outside waiting, Simon now joining them, the sun had long gone down.

‘God, how long does it take girls to get ready. I’ll be frozen to death before they eventually turn up’ Alec moaned, hands deep within the pockets of his tight black jeans.

‘I told you we could just wait inside, but you’re the one who insisted to stay out here’ Jace tutted, pretending not to feel the cold, and keeping his arms crossed tightly against the leather jacket he was wearing.

‘That’s only because Iz insisted. You know what she’s like with group activities’ Alec rolled his eyes, mentioning the fact that if they went inside without her, a tantrum would begin.

The sounds of high heels on concrete interrupted them, as the three females made their way across the alley, through the smoke emitting from the grates that ran down the sides of the road.

Each of the girls were dressed, showing off a huge amount of skin. Which neither Simon or Jace were complaining about, Alec on the other hand rolled his eyes and turned around making his way to the club entrance.

Izy was dressed all in red, a cat suit that was sleeveless and had a deep v at the neck, ending almost at the top of her naval. She alluded confidence as she strutted towards the boys. Clary, who usually was dressed down in comparison, was wearing gold stilettos, bearing her legs, opting for a black dress that was simple but hugged her figure in just the right way, causing Simon to almost start drooling as he stood there. Then there was Cora, who wore black leather high waisted trousers, and paired with it a mesh body that had silver velvet roses woven across the bodice. Electric blue heels adorned her small feet, showing off tattoos of weaving ivy and flowers on her feet. Her silver hair slicked back into one long braid that fell down her back, the bottom almost touching her sacrum.

That same feeling stirred in Jace, as he fixated himself on the young triad, causing the palms of his hands to sweat slightly. He thought to himself, that of course he found women attractive, that was obvious, but none that had ever made him feel like this. He felt he couldn’t control himself, that he was going to say something stupid or embarrass himself, making him feel increasingly uneasy. He was never insecure around women. Never.

‘Evening boys’ Izzy greeted, grabbing Alec and Magnus by the elbows and dragging them into the club. Clary taking Simon by the hand also, greeting him with a kiss and entering the club.

Cora sauntered past Jace, fully aware of her effects on him. The benefits of being part mermaid, was being hyper aware of emotions, even of those shadowhunters such as Jace. She knew how interested he was by her, and that made her all the more interested in him.

See, like Jace, there was something that was drawing the triad to him, like a long lost feeling. Something she’d felt before but had long forgotten and the nostalgia of that feeling was like a fire burning inside.

‘So Wayland. You just going to stand out here in the cold, or you going to buy me a drink’ She winked, poking him in the chest, impressed by the prominent muscles below.

‘Wouldn’t have it any other way’ he replied attempting to knock of the insecure feelings erupting in his mind. Holding his arm out for her to take a hold of, a jolt of electricity sparked as she wove her small hand across his forearm taking his lead.

[everydaymusings-blog1]

Jace Wayland x OC

A/N - Hey guys, this is the first part of my new series! hope you enjoy and any feedback is welcome, I don’t yet have a title so any ideas send them my way!

Part 1 -

It was any other Friday night in the Clave’s New York institute. Shadowhunters sparring violently, preparing for their next assignments and others admiring their newly acquired runes avidly in the many mirrored walls of the hidden building. Two in particular; Jace Wayland and Alec Lightwood, restoring their weapons to their rightful places in the training room, after returning from their most recent assignment. The two were laughing and chatting animatedly after their success, neither of them paying attention to the silence that had now encapsulated the whole institute. It wasn't until a huge crack of thunder and the portal to the institute was flung open that their attention was finally grasped.

Finally the two joined the groups of other shadowhunters clamouring in the centre of the institute, all eager to see what was happening. It wasn't unusual for dramatic things to happen around here but it never made it less exciting when something did occur. The two pushed themselves through an excited and eager group of young hunters whilst giving each other a confused look both unsure of the current events but all the more curious.

Before anything could be said, a loud roar filled the high ceilinged room and a silver motorcycle screeched into view, the sounds filling the room, shocking the whole room. The rider atop pulling to a halt in the entranceway to the institute, was a petite female figure dressed in all black leather, adorning metallic green boots that rode up to her thighs, and a matching helmet covering any hint of the face underneath. If the two boys weren't confused already, they most certainly were now.

‘What the hell?’ whispered Alec exasperatedly, flicking his eyes between the new arrival and Jace, looking for any sign of confirmation as to what was happening. But like himself, Jace had no idea as to who this person was, looking up at his brother, he shrugged, a look of confusion and slight panic in his face. Most often when there was such an entrance as this, Jace always knew, trouble usually followed.

By this time an even bigger crowd had formed, Isabelle, Magnus and Clary watching over the scene from above, both as curious as the two boys.The rider, now aware of the increasing crowd, kicked themselves off of the motorcycle, sliding the helmet from her head at the same time. Instantly, long silver locks of hair fell around her shoulders, glistening in the harsh lights of the institute, initially blinding those who looked upon in wonder. Seashells and braids were woven into the thick shining waves of hair that curtained her face, a face that was shockingly beautiful but harsh at the same time. Thick green and black eyeshadow framed aubergine coloured irises, and intensely highlighted cheekbones were a prominent feature, in the white lighting anyone would think her skin were glowing. Shaking out the waves of silver hair that sparked with flashes of blue and green on movement, the visitor looked upon those staring, seemingly searching for a particular face.

The always confident Jace took a step forward, away from the thick crowds and approached the small female in front of him. Everyone, staring with intent, all excited and anticipating what was next. Although, pretty much everyday was dramatic and intense for the shadowhunters of the New York institute, this was a figure that everyone was astounded by, yet no one seemed to recognise. Jace rounded his shoulders and pouted, mentally preparing himself for the confrontation, no shadowhunter, however cocky, liked unexpected arrivals within his protected home.

The female's eyes didn't flicker towards him when he moved out from the shadows, instead still intently searching the room. Only when he cleared his throat and spoke did she notice his presence next to her.

‘This is an entrusted institute of the Clave, who is it you represent downworlder’ he spoke confidently, cocking an eyebrow in defiance, glancing to his left at the tall boy beside him.

‘I represent nobody, demon hunter’ she laughed, shoving her helmet into his chest causing him to stumble backwards unexpectedly. Her strength taking him aback for a second.

She walked forward, brushing the insignificant confrontation with Jace, who was still in awe of being instantly rejected by a female, for once. Approaching the altar of the room where Magnus Bane and Victor Aldertree were now stood, a look of elation in both of their faces. Magnus held out a hand to the small female greeting her finally, allowing the crowded hunters a final confirmation that someone was aware of her visit.

‘Cora’ he bowed with his head, taking her small hand in his ‘your return is a delight, please come this way’ he gestured, leading her up the stairs of the institute, Aldertree in tow, before all three had disappeared and were out of sight.

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All previous chatter had resumed, most bored already by the recent goings on in the institute. Izzy and Clary had gathered with the two males, who, together were inspecting the motorcycle and helmet left behind.

Jace tilting and spinning the hat in his hands, looked for any sign of deviance or a clue as to the nature of this downworlder that he had yet to come into contact with before. For the first time in a long time, Jace was confused, usually he was so good at identifying types of demons and downworlders. But this, this had him stumped, thoughts flying through his head like birds, but none landing a single clue.

‘What kind of downworlder was that?’ Clary asked innocently, still new to most of the shadowhunter world, looking amongst her friends for any sign of an answer.

‘No idea’ Alec answered after a minute ‘definitely not a vampire, it's not yet dusk. She would've burned alive getting into the institute’

‘Maybe a Warlock?’ Izzy suggested, stroking her hand along the silver seat of the slender bike propped up in the centre of the main hall, in awe of it ‘Magnus seemed to know her, maybe the Clave need another warlock for a new mission?’

‘Magnus talks about almost all of his Warlock friends. I’ve never heard him mention the name Cora’ Alec mused, taking the helmet from Jace hands and fiddling with the silver visor, again in the search for some kind of a clue ‘I’ll probe him about it later’ he added.

‘Whatever she is’ Jace continued ‘She's strong for a downworlder and , if she is a downworlder, she's hot’ he pouted, sliding his hand through his slicked back hair and raising his eyebrows.

‘Ergh’ chorused all three, turning away from the blonde and all beginning to look over the motorcycle that had encapsulated their interests