C I R C L E F O R G E D

          she hates this. so, so much. BORN mundane, turned into a shadowhunter and willing to die to protect the man that had decided to take a gamble with their lives ( would they survive after drinking from the cup? it’s a gamble, come one, come all! ). finally she finds another circle member on land, hopes to get answers from this guy but he was just as trigger happy as the other ones — knife to the throat slicing just as easily through his skin and bone as it would’ve through silk. 

          it’s the sudden voice that takes dark orbs from that bloody grin and towards the door only to locate — HIM. it takes isabelle a moment to realise that he’d opted on running instead of ending his life much like his companion, but as soon as it hits her, the raven haired shadowhunter follows pursuit, WHIP in hand and ready for a fight. ❝ come ON! make it easy for all of us and just stop! ❞ it’s surprising how she doesn’t fall down on such high heels making her way up the stairs, really. 

          hand is thrown back before the whip goes forward, safely securing around the circle members’ body just as he crosses the threshold of the rooftop door. ❝ don’t tell me the plan was falling to your death. ❞ she reaches his side quickly, straddling his trapped torso as nimble fingers searched him for a blade. better safe than sorry.  ❝ STOP!  ❞

          kenny's legs carried them as fast as he could make them go, taking the stairs in threes and long strides. if he could make it to the roof he was sure he could JUMP across to another building. the distance wasn't too great. as soon as he burst through the roof access doors he took a single step before feeling the breath in is body being sharply constricted by rope. with a strangled grunt he tumbled forward, one arm bound to his side by the metallic binding and the other barely managing to stop his face from hitting the gravel coated rooftop.

         ❝YOU stop!!❞ he shouted back in retaliation as she hastily searched over him. with a sharp yank he managed to get his other arm free and shoved at her, following quickly with a sweep of one long leg, hoping to knock her to the ground. he scrambled up, struggling with the whip around his body. ❝is that a WHIP?!❞ he shimmied out of the last of it, stumbling slightly as he scrambled to get away. ❝who uses a whip in REAL LIFE?!❞

          oh, how did he end up here? following a psychopath who liked to play dr. frankenstein, a brand on his neck and a world he didn't understand ---- putting down his current partner in a baseball choke in a dark alley in defense of a VAMPIRE. of all things, a for real vampire! "you saved me... why did you do that?" she sounded incredibly suspicious, not that he could blame her. five seconds ago they were just some brutish shadowhunters ready to put her to the stake. kenny panted a bit, dropping the other guy to the ground and kicking the stake away from his hand. ❝guess i did----❞ he glanced her direction, shrugging just a bit. ❝look i might be new to all this underworld shit but i kinda grew up around the type of folks who'd stab their own mother in the back to get ahead; makes it real easy to tell when someone's putting on a show, even if they're scared shitless.❞

     "so, what? that's it? you believe me?"

          ❝that's it. i believe you.❞

          sure, he was really gung-ho about the whole 'putting down evil, virgin killing monsters' thing, but he wasn't about to murder a girl who was new to her fangs and hadn't even hurt a single human yet. apparently she didn't want to stick around to see if he'd change his mind, because all it took was a blink and she was gone. well... he had another mess to clean up.