~Aloha, amigos! This is my first chapter story of MI and I'm excited!!! I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters

Odd

Alec's POV

I opened my eyes, slowly but surely, to see Magnus' sleeping face. His mouth was slightly parted and lifted at the corners, revealing a smile on his beautiful face. I lied there, staring at his face, for Angel knows how long. I didn't want to move, but I knew I would have to. The warmth of this room, this bed, and his arms will all have to go away soon enough. I sighed.

Reluctantly, I sat up, making sure to weave myself carefully out of his arms. I looked back down on him, wishing I could stay. He was just too adorable when he slept. His usually well-kept and colorful hair was black and disheveled against his sky blue pillow. He looked like he was having a good dream.

I removed myself from his soft bed and stretched my arms above my head. Shivering at the sudden cold air, I walked into the bathroom and examined myself in the mirror. My own hair was everywhere and I could tell that it was getting longer. My blue eyes went wide as I noticed that the bags under my eyes were gone. It confirmed that I just slept better with Magnus.

The thought made my pale cheeks turn red, and I couldn't help but smile. Magnus…

Suddenly, a loud ring erupted in the room, making me squeal like a little girl. I stayed frozen for a moment before realizing that my phone was ringing. I looked down at my phone with a frown glued on my face and picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Alec!" someone screeched on the other line.

I flinched and pulled away from the phone. "Whoever this is needs to tone it down!" I whispered urgently.

There was a long pause before this person sighed heavily. "It's me, Alec. Your sister. You know, the beautiful gal with the long sexy legs─"

"Alright, alright! I don't need the mental picture, Izzy! What do you want?"

"Come home," she said flatly, "because we've got some serious trouble. There are some demons spotted on the Brooklyn Bridge and the Clave aren't happy about it."

"Why? They're just normal demons… right?"

Izzy paused before sighing into the phone again. "They keep screaming certain things in Spanish─"

"Demons speak Spanish?" I raised my eyebrow as I turned on the sink. I grabbed my toothbrush and put toothpaste on it.

As I brushed my teeth, Izzy whispered, "That's not the point…"

I spat out my mouthful of toothpaste. "Then what is the point?"

"Alec… they keep saying stuff about… him."

I froze at her careful tone and place my toothbrush on the counter. "Who, Izzy?"

"… Sebastian." she whispered.

His mere name was enough to make me growl with hatred. Thinking about his face made me want to punch something, but I don't think Magnus would appreciate a broken mirror.

"Alec?" a new voice said from behind him. I jerked up and whipped around to see Magnus staring at me with a worried look in his eyes. He had a large cookie in his hand.

I couldn't hold back the laugh that was building in my throat, and soon, I was on the floor holding my stomach. With much effort, I told Izzy, "I'll call you back!" before I hung up the phone. When I finally sobered up, I lifted myself off the floor and looked at a now pissed off Magnus.

"What the hell is so funny?" Magnus snapped. "I've had worse bad hair days, you know."

"No, no, it's not that," I grinned at him. "I've never seen you eat a cookie in the morning. It's pretty hard to believe. Usually, you're all about your figure─"

"Oh, whatever," he stuck his tongue out adorably. "I eat cookies every now and then. Who were you talking to?"

"Huh?"

"Who. Were. You. Talking. To?"

"Um…" I looked away awkwardly. "My sister. She called me for another job…"

I could feel Magnus' disapproval at the mere subject. He hated it when I left his house early. Especially at 6:00. "Can't you stay a little while longer?" he begged.

I turned to him and flinched inwardly at his pouted expression. "I can't… I'm sorry, Magnus. I know how much you hate it when I leave so early…"

He smiled slightly, although his eyes were still filled with sadness, and walked towards me. He pinned me against the counter of his bathroom and hugged me. His face was inches from mine, erupting a flood of blood into my face. I felt as though my heart was going into overdrive. You'd think I'd be used to this after knowing him for a whole year.

He bent down and kissed my neck before craning his head and looking at me. "It's okay, Alec. It's your job as a Shadowhunter. Just promise me that you won't get so terribly injured again. Last time that happened, you got blood all over my floor."

"It's nice to know you care so much." I said sarcastically. I tried to turn away, but he grabbed my chin and made me look at him. He pushed up and brought his lips to mine briefly before breaking the kiss and looking at me severely.

"I love you," he whispered, "more than my stupid carpet."

"I love you, too." I breathed.

We stayed like that, just staring at each other, until someone's phone rang: "Wake up in the morning feelin' like P. Diddy…"

Magnus moved away hesitantly before going into his bedroom and picking up his cell phone. As he spoke to someone, I took off my clothes and got in the shower.

Clary's POV

Nothing was worse than waking up and hearing your mom and her fiancée having hot sex in the other room. Ugh…

I sat up in my bed and looked at the clock. It's freaking 8:30! Why are they getting it on in the morning?! How about breakfast first?!

I sat up in my bed and glared at my room door. I missed my old room, where I didn't have to worry about hearing my mom and Luke getting it on. Even though Valentine is dead, mom still doesn't want to go back to our old house. Maybe I should consider sleeping at the Institute…

The thought of being so close to Jace made my face catch on fire. I grinned at the thought of being in his arms as he read me a bedtime story.

"Oh Luke!" I heard mom moan on the other side of the wall to my left, interrupting my thoughts. That's it!

I jumped out of my bed and pounded on the wall as hard as I could. "When you can't hear your own thoughts," I screamed, "that's a sign that someone's being way too loud!"

It was silent on the other side of the wall before I heard somebody sigh. "Sorry about that, sweetie." Luke said.

"Whatever," I called, "I'm going for a walk. You two lovebirds can continue whatever the hell you guys were doing!"

With that, I pulled off my pajama pants and pulled on a pair of dark blue skinny jeans. I slipped on my sandals and grabbed my purse before leaving my room, exiting the house and running away from my slap-happy parents.

I was happy that Luka and Jocelyn finally got together, and they seem to make each other happy, but that doesn't mean I have to like the fluffiness. Those two have been cuddling, kissing, and, yes, making love, nonstop ever since Luke confessed in Idris. Isn't all of this supposed to wait until the honeymoon?

I walked down the sidewalk, breathing in the familiar scent of asphalt, cars, and summer. The sun was already shining, making me happy that I was still wearing my white-beater instead of an actual shirt. And if my bra was showing, I didn't care. I swear, Izzy is rubbing off on me.

As I walked to the local park, a smell hit me that wasn't at all pleasant. I froze midstride and observed everything around me. Everything looked normal. People were walking, laughing, talking on their phones, and skating, just like usual. I continued walking to the park, even though a great sense of unease was creeping up on me. Was there a demon nearby?

Okay, there are times like these when I wish I bring my demon sensor thing with me. Jace always talks about how I need to bring it with me, but I always just ignored it. I could go back for it… but it's at Luke's house and I don't want to interrupt their… um... moments of love.

I walked into the park and sat under a large shady tree. I grabbed my sketchpad and my pencil out of my purse and started to draw the trees around me.

Suddenly, somebody squealed loudly. It was the type of squeal girls do when the meet somebody famous. Curiously, I turned to see what all the commotion was about and─

─I nearly had a heart attack. There was a group of girls sitting under the large tree a couple yards beside me. They were all grinning and flirting with a guy who looked like… Sebastian.

It didn't make any sense. The bastard was dead… right? The guy under the tree grinned like Sebastian. He had the same black spiky hair like Sebastian. He had the same bone structure and everything! But… Sebastian's dead… Both Sebastians are dead…

I was about to look away, but then the guy looked up and met my eye. Everything around me seemed to go into slow motion. It was just the guy and I. He winked at me and craned his neck, and that's when I saw a flash of faded Marks. They looked like iratze marks.

The man looked at me with the same look Valentine gave me. His eyes were marked with amusement, like he already won the war. And it was at that moment, that I knew that the man under the tree had to be Sebastian.

Dun, dun, dun!!!