If I Cant Have You No one Will
Chapter 1
The sun was slowly setting and the sky darkened as the brilliant colours of the sunset faded. Red to deep marron. Yellow to a murky kaki colour. Purple to a dark blue colour.
The amazing array of colours had been casting weird shadows through the stained glass windows of the institute. Isabelle and clary stood watching the sun glide away, their faces faintly illuminated in the light.
"Who is he?" Isabelle asked, her voice cowing slightly in anticipation.
"Who's who?" Clary asked stretching up on tip toes to try and see out the window that Isabelle could see at eye level.
Being short was not always easy. This miserable fact of her life was even more punctuated by her standing next to Isabelle. Isabelle was beautiful, with a slender tall figure and long raven hair that fell in soft waves down her back. Clary meanwhile had only tiny curves, lots of freckles that were sprinkled generously over her small pale arms, legs and face and a massive mop of carrot red hair. Her head came only to Isabelle's shoulder, and her Height meant people (and demons) tried to walk all over her. For almost a year now, since valentine had been killed, jace, clary's boyfriend and brilliant shadow hunter, had been training her. Jace was only a teenager, but his demon hunting skills out weighted any adult shadow hunter, because valentine had injected his mother with angel blood before he had been born.
There was a stranger walking down the path towards the glamoured church. To any mundane the institute appeared as an old crumbling building but this boy obviously knew that wasn't the case. He strode with long purposeful steps, his straight dark brown hair flopping in front of his eyes. He patiently wiped it away revealing fathomless black eyes that glinted like onyx. His face tilted up to the window where Isabelle and clary stood watching him approach. He ignored Isabelle and focused his intense stare on clary, his lips curving up on one side in such a smile that for some reason made her blush. He continued walking, looking so out of place, yet so confident.
As the doorbell rang Izzy ran in an eager rush to answer it.
Clary followed behind at a slower pace. Why did he look at her like that? Had she seen him before?
"Well hello there!" Izzy drawled as she opened the giant doors. The boy stood there, his onyx eyes glinting and his tall muscular figure seeming completely at ease.
"Hi. This is the institute isn't it?" His voice was beautiful, low and melodious and it sang through the air.
"Certainly is" izzy said. "What brings you here?"
Usually a strange shadow hunter showing up un- announced would have made izzy nervous and cautious, buy one with his looks was instantly welcomed.
Clary turned away as his eyes found hers, and looked into Jace's face, who had stealthily come down the stairs to stand protectively at Clary's side.
"Who's this?" Jace asked Isabelle, jerking a thumb at the boy, his golden eyes never leaving the newcomer's black ones.
Isabelle looked startled, realising she didn't even know his name. The boy hastily stuck his hand out, only towards clary, and said "Sorry, I'm Kingsley Nightspark. I came here from Allicante"
"Allicante?" Jace said, clearly confused. "Who sent you here?"
"Forgive me. This is the only place i knew i could come. You see, i came from the valley near the lake." He said quietly. All of them paled.
"What's that mean?" Alec asked coming down the stairs.
Jace muttered something incoherent under his breath that sounded like a curse.
Clary knew what he was about to say before he said it.
"Valentine. I came from valentine's mansion. Where i worked for him."