Disclaimer: I own nothing but my writing. If I did, there would probably be a hell lot more of actual crossovers between books. Warning: I have not read Clockwork Princess, so this story is pre-Clockwork Princess. Got it? Good.

a supernatural delight

{ in which a one-shot could become multi-chaptered if asked enough. }

{ in which this is an edited version of a one-shot, that I shall make into a multi-chapter. }

There's something about the redhead sitting in front her of that Tessa doesn't like. Maybe it's the fact that she's just sitting there with a worried look on her face. It's like the girl in front of them is hiding something and Tessa doesn't like it at all. She would actually prefer if she wasn't in the same room, building, or city even as the girl, to be exact. But Charlotte said that they under instruction to hold all Shadowhunters. The runes on the redhead made it obvious that the girl was indeed a Shadowhunter.

She still didn't like the girl.

Tessa crossed her arms, biting at the insides of her cheek. Charlotte had said 'Be nice.' to both Jessamine and Will, but she felt as if she would have to take the words to her own advice as well. Perhaps her sense of trust wasn't as practiced as everyone else's in the room and maybe she was being paranoid. But yet, there was something off about the girl that the tall brunette just couldn't place a finger on. Maybe she should just as-

Tessa Gray's thoughts were cut off as Jem came in, followed by both Charlotte and Henry.

"Jem!" Will and Tessa both said his name at the same time, standing up from their spots on the couch and exchanging a quick awkward look before Jem came over, wrapping his arm around Tessa's waist as all three of them sat down once again.

The room was overtaken by an awkward silence, the only sound coming from Church, who had seemed to jump onto the redhead's lap and purr at her petting touch.

"How odd," Will finally blurted out, all heads looking up and looking at him. And Tessa notices the way the redhead's green eyes widened, her hand freezing in mid-stroke.

"He only says that because Church usually isn't friendly to anyone, stranger or friend," Jem provided for the girl, a sort of kindness in his voice that only the silver haired boy could manage for anyone. The redhead nods, some hair tendrils falling from her bun as she looked up. Automatically, Church nudged his head at the girl's arm until she started to pet him again. How very odd, Tessa thought, her fingers drumming against her legs.

Tessa watches Henry and Charlotte exchange a look, with Charlotte beginning to speak before Jessamine butted in.

"I just don't understand her clothing," the delicate blonde whined, leaning forward to study the redhead. "It's so tight - almost as if it was melted directly on her skin. The skin too! There's so much of it showing. Those shoes, so high, cannot be what you call fashionable where you come from. That is surely not something a lady should wear."

And Tessa hears Will snicker from the other side of Jem. She can also tell that Charlotte's getting ready to scold the girl, but it seemed that the redhead had already beaten her to the punch, only tilting her head before responding.

"It's gear," the redhead had said, her facial expression hardening within every second. It's probably the fifth sentence that she had said at all while being here. She would know, the brunette had a tendency for counting things. The girl was now setting Church on the ground, standing to her full height.

Tessa could see her fully now. She's tiny, but you can obviously tell that she's strong, Shadowhunter strong. She carries herself in a way that she had only seen men Shadowhunters carry themselves; proud, tall, strong, and shameless. Then the girl opens her dark jacket, showing a simple black blouse that was made of thin material. Tessa swears that the whole room is gaping now, at the bluntness of this girl. "This jacket?" she says, taking it off and showing the room, back and front. "It's made out of leather, which can look bulky or shapely, depending on how you wear it."

Then the girl's bending down, reaching into both of her high boots and pulling out two matching blades. "My boots are good for concealing weapons." And she slides the blades back in, now reaching up in her hair and pulling out a wooden stick from her bun, causing her hair to fall into wild red curls all over her shoulder. "For vampires." Before it even starts, the redhead is sitting back down, crossing her legs. "Of course, I have others hidden on me. The tightness of the pants give off the allusion that I have nothing on me, when it's the -"

The girl is cut off by Henry, who is looking at her with a sort of fascination. "To give off the allusion of innocence."

And she nods in response, a smile finally forming on the small girl's pixie-like face. "Which is exactly what Magnus said when he was dressing me."

It's then when Tessa finally processes how beautiful this girl is. She's sitting parallel to the window, which means the moon was shining in her face. Her scarlet curls were contrasting greatly against her smooth porcelain skin, which seemed to glow in the moonlight. Her green hues of eyes were the most noticeable, though. The seemed to bring her face together. And the smile; her teeth were so straight that it almost hurt Tessa to look at her.

"I don't like you," Tessa finally heard William say and it makes her almost jump for joy because finally, someone else sees what she was thinking. "Your hair is so offsetting that it seems that you belong to be in a fireplace. Preferably one haunted with ducks and demonpox. You're too pretty to be good. You must be evil. I'm the only pretty thing allowed in the Institute. Besides Jessamine - but everyone just ignores her, really."

He's given looks of horror, from everyone but the redhead. Instead she just laughs and Tessa shot her an incredulous look. "You really are just like him." And the green eyed beauty is biting her lip, shaking her head. "Magnus said that as well."

It's like Charlotte and Henry have no control over anyone, because soon enough Jem was speaking as well. "Who are you?"

The girl's laughter dies down and with a sigh, she tied her hair back up. "Clarissa Fray," she said finally. "But everyone calls me Clary and my mom's actual maiden name is Fairchild." It's as if she knows everyone wouldn't believe her, because the redhead doesn't stop talking until she gets the point out. "Magnus Bane sent me, from the year 2011." The redhead lets out a sigh, as if she was purposely going for dramatics. "And, oh, what was it again?" The girl did something with her thumb and middle finger, making a snap! sort of sound. "Right - he said I have to help Theresa Gray, William Herondale, Jem Carstairs, and Charlotte and Henry Branwell with these things called automatons?"

So her name's Clary, is the only thing that passes through Tessa's head. And Tessa sits there in shock, because the girl seemed to know all of their names but yet, they didn't learn hers until just fiver seconds ago.

She doesn't notice Will getting up until he already is, and he's pinning Clarissa to the wall. Tessa saw everyone yelling at him, but not making a move because it's obvious they're not sure if he's doing the right or the wrong thing. But it seems to be that Clarissa can take care of herself, because all of a sudden, she's hitting him and Will is in shock. Because Tessa knows that he was trained to not hit girls but then again, girls never hit him. Then Clary stops, walking straight to Charlotte and digging into... something on her behind, pulling out what looked to be a piece of paper, and handing it to her. And she takes a few moments, catching her breath with light ones.

"It's from Magnus," she said quietly. Clarissa shook her head, looking at each and every one of them. "I don't think you understand. You need me, just like how my friends needed me when it came to Valentine. Because I'm the only one who has my ability. And my ability, might just save all of your lives."

With that, she walked back to her seat, letting out a low breath. Church jumped back on her and everyone was just gaping at her. A quick gasp escaped the girl's mouth and she passed out, there and then.

"..."

"..."

"..."

"How... curious."

A/N: Okay, this is where I'm going to stop it. We have a few options here:

We leave it as a one-shot, and I just keep writing one-shots based on this one. The only TMI character in it would be Clary.

I could turn it multi-chaptered and bring in the other TMI characters.

Or I could somehow figure out how to do a mixture of both.

In the end, it'll be all up to me, of course. But your guys opinion would mean a lot to me. Maybe you could even give me some more options.

And this story didn't end up to be what I wanted it to be, so I apologize. I wanted Will, Jem, and everyone else to have more speaking parts, but I couldn't seem to do it from just Tessa's point of view. In the future, I may have to switch points of views. This is where I'm going to stop. Be sure to review if you have anything you think could improve my characters or story. Or just if you want to say anything. Thank you for taking the time to read this, and until next time...

xoxo, romanceonaborderline