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Clary was just walking home from the coffee shop and decided to visit Jace. She hadn't seen her boyfriend for the past week and desperately needed to see his face hot with sweat from his Shadowhunter training. She always wanted to train to be a Shadowhunter, but her mother and boyfriend forced her away. Deep down inside, it was all she ever wanted to be, but everyone just turned away from her every time she brought it up. It didn't take long to realize that they weren't ever going to let it go.

Once she stepped out of the elevator of the Institute, her eyes set on Church, the Institute's cat that knew where everybody was.

"Take me to Jace, please," she smiled. The cat began to walk, happy that she was visiting. He wasn't very fond of anyone else, unless it was Jace.

Walking silently, her regular converse shoes tapping on the ground behind Church who led the way, she stopped as he did. They were outside the kitchen. She was just a couple of metres away from the door, when she heard the laughing. She felt like she had to run in there, but instead, she heard things much worse.

"NO WAY! She actually did that?" It was Isabelle.

"Yeah, the other day I saw her trying to hold a whip. She just dropped it once she tried to loop it around her wrist!" That was Simon. Her best friend since forever was making fun of her!

"No, have you not seen her with a sword before? She can barely lift it off the ground!" And Alec. She knew that he already disliked her since the day they met. But what hurt the most, was Jace.

"She thinks she can create runes and shit but I don't believe it. You know, she keeps asking me whether I could train her or not. She is one stubborn redhead. But screw it. Ya know what I mean? The chances of her becoming a Shadowhunter 0-1000!" Now, they all laughed. Before Clary realized it, she was standing right at the door, the view of them all sitting together around the telly, laughing, not paying a single attention to the television in front of her.

"REALLY?! IS THAT WHAT YOU THINK OF ME?" Her voice boomed over everyone's laughter. They all stood up from their seats on the couch and turned around to see a raging Clary. Soon, it was a matter of seconds before she got her stele out and started to draw a rune in midair. It began to glow. Glow red and black. But soon, it was purified to blue. A portal was right above you. "I might as well not hang around you Shadowhunters anymore, now should I?"

"No, Clary, that isn't what we mean! We-"

"Oh, just save it, you slut." Isabelle was taken back. Simon caught her quickly before she could stumble any further.

"Clary, this isn't what you think. I-"

"Shut up! You're the worst of them all! You knew I wanted to be a Shadowhunter, yet all you did was bring me down! I don't even know why I stuck with you for the past year! All you do is discourage me and make me do something I don't want. A good boyfriend is suppose to be supportive. Clearly, you haven't changed like I thought you would."

Sighing, Clary looked above her, then around. She grabbed a seraph blade from the table and twirled it around her fingers like a pencil.

"Might as well fend off anything I can." She sighed again. "I'm taking this as a souvenir, seeing as you people don't ever want to see me again."

"Clary, don't do this-"

"Goodbye. And seeing as I won't see any of you anymore, even after your death… ave atque vale." And she jumped.

It was raining, pouring, actually. Clary looked around to see anything familiar, but there was nothing. All she saw was… hold up. Her vision was coming back. Now she saw something. It was… Chinese characters? Clary stood up, pulling her sweater hood over her red head and looked around for anything she could read. Nope. All of this was Chinese.

Walking around the streets, she hid the seraph blade behind her sweater. Where was she? Obviously Asia, but that place was huge.

"Hey," a voice said. Suddenly, the rain stopped.

"Hi," she muttered, glad that the rain that fell on her face before hid away her tears.

"What are you doing out here all alone?" Clary looked up to face whoever was giving her cover from the rain. In front of her stood a tall 16 year old teenager with silver hair and eyes. He looked like the silver version of Jace, but if it was even possible… better.

"I… I was running away," she admitted sadly. No, not sadly, relieved.

"From where? I saw you break that portal and you're clearly not from around here."

"New York." The silver boy took a while to register this. He knew it was far away. "So, where am I?"

"Hong Kong, China." Clary's eyes widened. She looked around again. There were names of shops she didn't know of and a lot of Chinese character which she didn't know how to read. It was frustrating.

"So, what's your name?" she asked.

"Argenteus Banenyght. It's Latin for silver if you can tell." Clary giggled as he gestured to his eyes and hair.

"Clarissa Fairchild." They shook hands. Secretly, Clary peeked at his hand. When he tried to let go, she flipped his hand over and raised his sleeve. "You're a Shadowhunter?"

"Well, I definitely knew you were. Everybody knows you." She laughed. "But," he continued, "I'd like to get to know you more than everybody else." Now, she was grinning, Jace now long forgotten. "Come on, I'll take you to the Institute, then we'll talk. Okay?" Clary nodded and looked down at the hand that was outstretched to her. She thought of Jace and how he'd be rough and just take it, but Argenteus was being gentle and asked for it. Gladly, she took his hand and they walked together down Causeway Bay, towards Happy Valley, right outside a church.