Chapter 1: Au revoir à cette vie. Un accueil chaleureux à l'autre.

Summary: Clace. Superhero AU.
Being a teenager is never easy. The homework, the relationships, the drama. But it's even harder when you have a secret identity as a masked superhero and you're saving your city from unspeakable evils in the dead of the night. Not to mention when it's on a week night.

HIYA! It's me SL27 with yet another TMI story. If you're looking for someone to blame for this, blame no one but the TV show Miraculous Ladybug. After all, this is where the idea for a superhero AU came from. In a few short weeks that show became my life and I am now complete ML trash. If you don't already watch it you should because it is amazing. The romance. The feelz. I can't. Sometimes you just wanna grab the chracters and shake them and scream.

Butttt, since is not an ML fanfic I'll cut my rant short and let you get to the story. I'm really excited for this one guyz.

Disclaimer: I don't own TMI or the characters but I do own their kickass alter egos.

"William," Jem's soft voice pulled Will out of whatever trance he had previously been in. "You haven't heard a word I've said, have you?"

Will flashed his friend a sheepish grin and shrugged his shoulders in what could be described as a 'Can't be helped' gesture.

Jem sighed, but smiled warmly. It's tomorrow, your wedding, that is what's on your mind, am I correct?"

"Oh, James, how could I possible be thinking of anything else? Just think of it, tomorrow, in less than twenty-four hours, I shall be wed to the most wonderful woman in the world. The waiting, I simply cannot bear it. Soon, Tessa and I shall be starting our new life together." And Will paused as he turned his head to the side to cast a glance at his best friend. Jem sat silently, staring placidly ahead, his hands neatly folded in his lap. His brows were furrowed as if he were deep in thought.

"Why the sour face, James?" Will nudged his friend in the side. "I assure you, there is no need to worry. Tess and I will not forget of your existence. You may come visit our house in Wales every Sunday, and in turn, we shall be sure to drop by London every Wednesday."

Jem let out a strangled laugh and smiled at Will unconvincingly. He scratched the back of his neck as he said, "oh, no, I'm not worried about that, Will. I know you will do everything you can to make sure we see one another regularly."

"Then what's the matter? I know you better than you know yourself, Mr. Carstairs, and I would appreciate a straight answer."

Jem shook his head, and smiled lightly. Slowly, he dipped his hand into his pocket. Jem's fist was closed around something that was attached to a silver chain. As Will watched curiously, Jem unfurled his fingers revealing a small, black dragon connected to the chain.

"Have you ever seen this before today, William?" Jem asked. He lifted the chain and held it in front of Will's face. Will gave a small shake of his head. "No, I can't say that I have."

"Do you trust me, William?" Jem asked.

"With my life," Will answered immediately, giving his reply not a second thought.

"Good. Hold this for me," Jem dropped the dragon pendant into Will's hand. "I want you to keep that for me. Think of it as a wedding gift. It's a family heirloom but I refuse to take it."

Will held it up so that the moonlight bounced off of it. "What is it? A necklace? Do you want me to give it to Tess?"

"No, don't do that. It's you I'm giving it to. I don't want you to use this unless it is absolutely necessary. Whenever you feel you're in danger, use it. All you have to do is hold it and say hēilóng. It will protect you and no harm shall ever come your way."

Will laughed doubtfully. "What does it do? Give me magical powers? No offense James, but you know I don't buy into that cachu."

"Will, you'll find out, I promise. I just- I can't tell you. I won't. I don't want you to ever find out what that pendant can do. My mother and father lost their lives over that. I can't keep it, and I would never put this burden on you, but William, I just can't."

Will's face sobered up at his friend's obvious distress and he wrapped his arm around his friend's shoulder. "No, no, I get it James. Whatever this thing is, it's dangerous, but somehow it's also meant to protect people. I won't use it unless I have to. Don't worry."

James heaved a sigh of relief. "Thank you, Will. You have no idea how much this means to me. I don't plan to have children, but I know you do. It's a family heirloom and I trust you to uphold that tradition. Someday, that pendant will be used, and that power will be used to fight a great evil. A Herondale will go down in history. And when that day comes, I wish I will not be alive."

Curiosity peaked by Jem's words, Will returned to his house that night, restless. And against Jem's words, he muttered that word he was taught and was amazed by what happened next.

Present Day

"I think this is really it Clary. The year I finally tell Isabelle Sophia Lightwood my true feelings and she realizes her undying love for me. I can feel it deep within my bones."

Clary nodded her head, unimpressed. "Uh-huh. What makes this year different from all the other years? You didn't get any better looking. You didn't gain any muscles. Literally nothing has changed. Unless your a secret superhero. Are you a secret superhero?"

Simon get a dreamy look on his face as he sighed. "Oh how I wish. But no. Isabelle loves people for who they are on the inside. Looks mean nothing to her."

"Oh don't delude yourself into believing that, Si. Every guy Isabelle has ever- dated? I don't know what to call it. But yeah, any guy Isabelle has shown a shred of interest in has had a nice body, and a handsome face. Not to say you're not cute, but cute isn't exactly what Izzy is looking for. Now tell me again she's not shallow like that."

"Nothing you can say can ever stop me from believing that one day Isabelle will return my feeling," Simon said. He pushed his glasses further up his nose in an indignant fashion.

"Aw, I'm just poking fun. You know I'll always be Sizzy's number one fan."

Clary wrapped her arm around his waist and pulled him against her side. "New school year." Her fingers ran up and down the side of Simon's rib cage, trying to elicit a laugh from her friend. "You excited?"

Clary had hardly finished her sentence before Simon made an odd, strangled noise in the back of his throat. Clary's tilted her head to the side to ask if he was alright, but before she could he disentangled himself from her and roughly shoved her away from him. Clary stumbled, tripping over her own two feet, as she landed in the bushes. She cried out in shock.

Clary heard a string of curses fly from Simon's mouth but they stopped and an awkward squawking noise replaced it.

"It appears Rat Face isn't coming to aid you so I shall be your knight in shining armor today. Let me offer a short explanation. He saw me and was so startled by my beauty that he promptly flipped the fuck out."

And then a hand cleared away the shrubbery that blocked her view of the world. And, oh boy, did she wish she couldn't see anything but leaves and dirt, because the face looming over her belonged to the infamous Jace Herondale.

"Oh my God, Jace, it's you! Get away from me! I simply cannot bear for you to see me like this!" Clary's voice was shrill as she threw her arm over her face dramatically.

"That's super cute," Jace grinned toothily at her. He reached down, gently gripping her waist, as he pulled her to her feet. "Up you go my little best friend."

Clary didn't put up a fight as Jace hauled her to her feet. "Don't call me your best friend. Simon might hear you and get jealous."

Jace shot her a smirk before spinning her around so her back was pressed against his chest. "I wouldn't worry too much about it, my dearest. After all, he seems very wrapped up with Miss Isabelle Lightwood right about now."

And Clary was not at all surprised to find that Jace's words were true. A few feet away from them stood Isabelle Lightwood and Simon Lewis. Simon was scratching the back of his neck, his bag abandoned by his feet. Isabelle was nodding her head as he said something to her as she twirled a lock of hair around her finger.

"Oh my- are they flirting?" Clary blanched, leaning forward slightly. "Kill me now. Well, I guess this does explain why I was shoved into the plants. The earth and I are one now and- hey. What are you doing, Herondale?!"

While she had been ranting, Jace had begun combing his fingers through her unruly hair. Clary would be lying if she said it didn't fell nice, but it was weird and over-stepping boundaries.

"You had a twig in your hair," Jace said, unfazed by her outburst. "I'm pretty sure it violates some dress code. I was just trying to do you a favor."

Jace withdrew his hand from her hair and Clary awkwardly took a couple steps backward. "He held up his hand, and between his thumb and index finger was indeed, a small twig.

"Ugh, Jace, help me." Clary said, as she began running her fingers through her hair. "Please tell me if you can se anymore. I refuse to show up to school looking like a crazy bush lady. I refuse, I refuse, I refuse."

Jace threw the twig over his shoulder and made a show of squinting at Clary as he rubbed his chin. "Well, from what I can see, you've got a couple leaves here and there. Your pretty Black Widow shirt has some grass stains on it. Your jeans have some dirt smudges, and there are scratches all over your freckled face and arms. Other than that though, I'd say you look absolutely beautiful."

For a split second Clary's heart stuttered and her breathing faltered. She could feel the heat as it rose to her cheeks at Jace's comment. For a moment in time, she seriously thought that Jace was being sincere, but that moment was ruined when Jace winked at her and smiled cheekily.

"Cut the crap Jace," Clary mumbled. She tugged angrily at a strand of her curly hair. "I'm honestly not in the mood and you're not helping."

"Ah, I'm sorry. C'mon, we'll ask Isabelle to help you. Maybe she can work her magic and make you somewhat presentable."

Jace made a move to grab her wrist but Clary saw this, and spun out of his reach. Jace chuckled at her anitcs and led the way to Isabelle and Simon. Isabelle caught sight of them first and she smiled and waved merrily. She brushed past Simon to embrace Clary.

"Clary!" Isabelle exclaimed in her ear, and Clary winced.

"Hi Isabelle," Clary forced a smile that came out more like a grimace. "How are you?"

Isabelle flashed her a dazzling smile in response and pulled away. Her eyes raked up and down Clary's small body. Her brows furrowed in confusion and Clary felt her lips curl into an awkward and embarrassed smile.

"Clary, you have leaves in your hair. While bold, I do not believe that it is the best fashion statement to be making. What happened?"

Clary laughed and gestured to the plants behind her. "I kind of fell. Except, I didn't fall so much as I tripped over my own two feet."

Behind Isabelle Simon got a sheepish expression on his face and Clary rolled her eyes at him.

"Tripped over your own two feet, huh. I thought we had gotten past the clumsy stage of your life last year."

"As did I, Izzy. As did I."

Jace smothered a laugh beside her, and Clary jabbed him in the ribs with her elbow.

"Let's noty tattle on Simon and ruin their moment," Clary hissed under her breath.

Isabelle wrapped her arm around her shoulder and led her in the direction of the school. "Well, c'mon then. Let's get inside the building and then we can clean you up inside the girl's bathroom. You'll be fine once I work my magic on you."

"Oh! Jace!" Clary said and spun aroung before they could get very far. "My book bag was abandoned in the shrubbery. Can you bring it for me? Thank you!"

That left Jace and Simon standing abandoned on the sidewalk.

"Sure, like I don't have anywhere to be," Jace grumbled, as he trudged back over to where Clary landed. Simon, unsure as to where he should go, picked up his own bag and gazed around. Jace walked back up to him.

"C'mon Lewis," Jace bumped his shoulder with his as he walked past. "Let's go find some hot girls to chat up in the halls."

"I- er. . . Ah, whatever, alright."

Simon took off after him.

A lone figure standing in the dark, nothing but the moonlight to illuminate his features. Out of costume for the whole world to see the real him. Years and years of fighting had hardly aged him and he looked as young as ever. Not what the public would assume of him. The man lifted his gaze to the stars and gave a small wistful smile.

"Memphis, how I wish I could dwell in these parts forever," he whispered to the sky.

He could feel it though. That familiar pull in his heart signaling it was time he move on from this particular life he had created for himself. It was time for him to make new friends and defeat the evil that threatened his world this time. Years of doing this and it still didn't hurt less. His father, he wasn't sure if he would be ashamed or proud. Probably the former. Weakness, becoming attatched to humans. Alll things he would most likely frown upon. The man couldn't bring himself to care though.

He knew he was doing good by saving these people. It didn't matter that they would never know his true face. It didn't matter that they would never realize the danger he was keeping them from. He lifted his hand into the air and willed the magic to course through his fingers. This would be the last time this certain city had magic fall over them in a long time. And it was a shame that they wouldn't even remember it.

He turned his back to the buildings and let a small smile grace his lips.

"Time for a new adventure me, myself, and I. I'm pretty sure we're up for the challenge. Au revoir à cette vie. Un accueil chaleureux à l'autre."

Alright, so ideas guyz. I honestly have not figured out where this story is taking place. I mean, I think if the characters lived in Maryland or Virginia it'd be cool to have scenes at Washington DC and maybe some run-ins with the president. But then New York because like the lights and the city that never sleeps thing they got going on. But then I can also picture some epic fights going down in Washington state at the Space Needle. So yeah, I need ur guyz help. There shall be a poll on my profile and you can vote on it.

Also, guessing game. Who do you think the superheroes are going to be? You have been introduced to the main protagonists (and 2 are very obvious) And I shall not tell you how many ppl will have powers so y'know that'll be fun to figure out. And I figure if you get them all right I'll owe you something special. Also feel free to guess their names.

Short chapter I know, but no need to worry. Future chapters, I assure you, shall not be as short as this one.

So yeah. Until next time.

Peace, guyz.

~SL27