shadowhunters · the mortal instruments · supernatural · urban fantasy · new jersey · team dynamics · magic · stealth · dark aesthetic · action
A heavy, wet darkness blankets the New Jersey night, fog clinging to the cracked asphalt and rusted iron of the abandoned warehouse quarter. Beneath a lone, sputtering streetlight, elongated shadows stretch like grasping claws. From those shadows, eight forms clad in black emerge in perfect, silent unison—a single entity trained to move without sound. They stop, and their collective gaze finds you. you, we've been waiting. The hunt starts the moment you choose to step forward. What do you do?