Chapter One
I wake up to a cold washcloth being pressed against my forehead. I wonder what happened? How long have I been out? Where's Jace? Then all of the events that led to this moment came rushing back. The large, scary man with the grey coat and top hat. The shapeshifter. And the boy with the blue eyes and his friend with the pure silvery white hair.
I gasp and open my eyes to see Jace's staring back at me. I instantly feel better knowing that he is right beside me and start to sit up. Then I feel Jace's hands push me back down on the bed.
"No, no, no. You can't sit up. You hit your head pretty hard the other day. You have a minor concussion and a few broken bones."
"The other day?! How long have I been out?" I ask.
"About three days." He looks down at his hands. "But you haven't missed much. Just Isabelle is cooking again and Simon is stressing out about you like a madman." He quickly adds. He looks back up at me and I notice how tired he looks. He has very large bags under his eyes and he looks very disheveled, which is not normal. It looks like he hasn't sleepers in days.
"Jace…" I start to say and put my hand to his cheek. He leans into it. "You need to go lie down and go to sleep."
"I couldn't not knowing that you could wake up at anytime and I wanted to be there when you woke up." He replies. I move over the the edge of the bed and pat the spot next to me. He, somehow, gracefully slides onto the bed and puts his arm around me. Within seconds he is asleep and I fall asleep as well, though I don't know I could sleep anymore.
I stand in the middle of a huge, grassy green meadow covered in beautiful, and colorful flowers. The field is surrounded by a thick forest. Jace has emerged from the forest and looks around till his golden eyes find me. After what seems like hours of eye contact, he starts to sprint towards me. He has reached me within a few seconds and sweeps me off my feet, spinning in circles. His lips find mine and sets me down. He breaks away and starts to pull me towards him. Before I know what is going on, we are dancing. My short, white sun dress flowing in the wind and Jace spins me around. When I turn back around, it is no longer Jace. It is the man with the jet black hair and the piercing blue eyes. I jump back, or try to at least, but his grip is too strong. This unknown man is gracefully dancing with me in his grasp within the whole field. I look away from his face to watch my feet, to make sure I don't step on his, and look back up. It is know the boy with the silver eyes and silver hair. Unlike the other boy and Jace, his grip is gentle and soft. He is much more graceful and not as tall, so it is not as hard to dance. But I still pull back from him and start to run towards the woods. I plunge into the trees and try not to trip over anything. I look behind me to see that it wasn't a man chasing me, but a girl with brown hair. I stop dead in my tracks and the woman tackles me. My sight blurs and I can taste blood in my mouth. I struggle to get the body off of me and notice that it is no longer a woman, but the man in the gray coat and top hat.
"Remember me?" The man asks. I shake my head and he starts to take off his hat to reveal his face, and it is the spitting image of my father.
"No… You're… Your… You can't be… You're supposed to be dead. How are you here?" I ask in shock.
"Don't you remember? You brought me back, Clary." He says with a sick, twisted grin.
I bolt upright, startling Jace. I am soaked in cold sweat and panting like I just ran a marathon.
"Clary? Are you alright? What's wrong?" Jace says worryingly.
"What happened while I was out? What happened before I went under?" I ask with a shaky tone.
"Clary…" He sighs. "Can we talk about this later. You need to rest."
"No, it can't wait. I need you to tell me what happened. I can't remember. Please, I need to know." I plead.
"Ok, fine. Let me start from the beginning. It was about a week ago when we got a call from…"