As we started yesterday, Clary Fray and her friend went to the Pandemonium Club to hang out for the evening. Clary noticed a blue haired boy who sparked her interest. She watched him walk across the club through a sea of sweaty teen bodies to a girl in a white dress.
<Isabelle is described as "gorgeous, the kind of girl Clary would like to draw--tall and ribbon-slim, with a long spill of black hair. She wore a red pendant around her throat, which "pulsed under the lights of the dance floor like a separate, disembodied heart."
Through the darkness, smoke, and artificial fog, her pale dress shone out like a beacon.
The blue haired demon described her energy as pulsing "from her like blood from an open wound". She was beautiful with a smile of "poisonous water".
In the faint light she looked half transparent, bleached of color, wrapped in white like an angel.
But there was something that both the blue haired boy and Clary was not aware of immediately. Isabelle was lethal.
She moved with lightning swiftness, striking out at him with her open hand, a blow to his chest that would have sent him down gasping if he'd been a human being. He staggered back, and now there was something in her hand, a coiling whip that glinted gold as she brought it down, curling around his ankles, jerking him off his feet. He hit the ground, writhing, the hated metal biting deep into his skin. She laughed, standing over him, and dizzily he thought that he should have known. No human girl would wear a dress like the one Isabelle wore. She'd worn it to cover her skin--all of her skin. Isabelle yanked hard on the whip, securing it. Her smile glittered like poisonous water. "He's all yours, boys."
Tomorrow, we'll go in depth with the first moment Clary interacts with Jace.
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