Mi Vida [My Life]

Disclaimer: I do not own Mortal Instruments or any of the characters in it.

Author's note: This is my first Mortal Instruments fanfiction and it happened after the events in City of Glass. Hope you would like it just the way you liked the book. Do review, it would really mean a lot to me Thanks.

Chapter 1

He was walking towards me, that familiar figure of a teenager. I easily spotted him with his golden sunny hair, that angelic fierce face and that grin painted on his face. However, he was bloody all over, his body covered with those runes that burned with his hair and his shirt was torn off him. His sweat and blood were mixing as it ran down to his bare chest. The sight of him walking in that look, walking towards me hurt my eye but I could not manage to look away, not now specially.

He came closer, closer, closer and then he was there, right in front of me. I realized I was not breathing anymore, my heart was fluctuating abnormally.

"Clary…" He said my name and it sounded like music to my ears.

"Clay… Clary, wake up!" She woke up at the sound of a familiar voice... She sat up on her bed with her eyes still half-closed.

"Why is the sun up so early? What time is it?" She mumbled, yawning.

"The sun has not risen yet, it's still twelve o'clock midnight." Her visitor uttered.

"What?" Clary's eyes were fully opened now and he could see him clearly in front of him. "Jace, what are you doing here?" She exclaimed.

"I could not sleep and well, I ended up walking here." He said it in a matter-of-fact.

"You woke me up just… Jace, what your drama this time?" Clary whined.

"It's no drama, Clary. This is my gift for you, besides I came here to make your dream and fantasies into reality." He grinned.

"And what do you mean?" Clary crossed her arms, her brows meeting at the center.

"Don't act as if you don't know anything, Clay… I know how much you crave for me." He uttered, that arrogance never fading.

"Whatever your thinking…" She tried to stop him but was dumbfounded when Jace's face was an inch closer to her.

"Jace…" She breathed, it was as though all words washed out of her mouth, drained.

"Hush… Clary, I know what you want to say and you don't have to say it, I love you too." Jace uttered. She could feel his hot breath on her, then their lips met and then a warm kiss.

[Boogsh!] There was a fire just a few blocks from Amatis' house. From where Clary was, the fire was clearly seen. The next thing they know, their lips parted.

"Even after his death demon activities are still rampant… Such a hassle!" Jace whined.

"I thought the Clave has assigned rovers to ensure peace… Where are the rovers anyway?" Clary looked through her window and saw no one was running towards the scene.

"The rover's in your room." Jace uttered, proudly.

"Huh? That means… Jace."

"What? I made sure…" Clary's stare burned into his eyes. He sighed, accepting the defeat. "Fine. I'll go but you'll have to give me a reward after I kill another demon… You'll have to prepare though. I honestly do not accept inexpensive things. I mean, I'm Jace Wayland, anyway."

"Shut up and just go kill that demon." Clary uttered. Then he was gone.

The fire was burning a white house and when Jace checked the place with his sensor, the demonic activity was very low as though there were no traces of it at all.

"How can that be?" He thought a loud as he circled the perimeter. Then he heard a cry. It was a little girl, trapped inside the burning house. Jace, without any second thoughts barged in the house. The crying grew louder as he descended to the stairs. He kicked the door of the room where the little was.

"Don't worry you are safe now." Jace uttered, beaming a comforting smile. Slowly and carefully he came nearer and nearer the girl. When he was in front of her, the girl's expression changed.

"Fool!" There was a loud laugh from behind him and the next thing he knew, someone had hit his neck and he fell unconscious.

The sun has finally risen and the fire was off, it's been hours that it was off. Clary had been standing by the window ever since Jace had left. He said, he would come back... Maybe he was just teasing me, by now he might be laughing from a far, watching me as I stood her stupidly. Clarissa Fray, what a fool you are. She sighed and she sat on her bed.

Then there came a knock on her door. Clary giddily went to open it, hoping that he decided to go home and shower at the Lightwoods and that he decided to use the door instead of the window. However, the image that stood outside her room was no golden-haired boy. Her smile died out.

"Clary, were you expecting someone?" Jocelyn asked, reading every line of her face.

"No…" She sighed in frustration. You stupid little fool, he won't come… he was just joking so don't expect anything from that annoying brag. Then she heard Isabelle saying in her head, "Jace does not lie." But then again, Jace has lied a couple of times to her.

"Clary, what's the matter?" Jocelyn knew something was wrong.

"Nothing… It's just that some golden-haired hero did not…" Clary's eyes widened upon hearing her frustration spilling out of her mouth. "Mom, you did not hear a thing." But it was too late to take back what she just said.

"Were you talking about Jace?" Jocelyn asked and Clary immediately knew her mother would not drop the matter unless she gets what she wants.

"Yes." She sighed.

"So are you together? I mean…" Jocelyn said, but Clary knew exactly what she meant. "What is he to you? What is your relationship status now?"

"Together? Well…" Clary fumbled. She was not sure what they really were, not one of them made it official, yet. "I'm not sure."

"Clary, I do not want to hurt you but I don't think think things can work out between you and Jace. He's a shadowhunter and you are a mundane." Jocelyn uttered.

"Mom, I'm a shadowhunter too… I…I…" Clary said.

"Technically but you see, you do not have any proper training so that makes you a mundane with cool abilities. And well, Jace… he's… He is trained and skilled, his life is about fighting. He might even stay here in Alicante while we live in New York. You can't text him, you can't write to him, you can't communicate at all. Beside we are leaving for New York tonight." Jocelyn said. This added to Clary's frustration and she did not like it.

Clary's eyes were wide in surprise, she could not say a word or move a muscle. She can't leave Idris, not until she says goodbye to Alec, to Isabelle, to Maryse and Robert, to Max, to her father and to Jace most specially. "Mom, I want to go back home but why tell me in such short notice?"

There was another knock, this time Clary did not expect much. "It's open, come in!" Clary announced no enthusiasm from her voice. It was Luke.

"I did not know you were there, Jocelyn." He uttered as he entered the room. After their confession, they seem not to know what to call each other or how to approach each other so they decided to still stay the way they used to. Luke then turned to Clary, "By the way, Clary, you have visitors downstairs. It's the Lightwoods." A glint of happiness came to Clary's eyes as though she won a jackpot. "Mom, let's talk again later." She giddily jumped off her bed and ran down the stairs, hoping that he was there with them.

"You already told her about our plan going back to New York?" Luke asked.

"Yes and I found out something." Jocelyn uttered, still sitting on her daughter's bed. Luke kneeled by her lap and held her hand. "What is it? Is it about Jace?" Luke asked.

"You knew?" Jocelyn sighed, frustrated at the fact that she seemed so left out. "Why did you not tell me?"

"Because, it's Clary's right and responsibility to be the one who'll tell you, Jocelyn." Luke uttered.

"It would have been okay if she fell in love with Simon. I knew him and he is not a shadowhunter. However, Jace, I barely know him and the worst part is he's a skilled shadowhunter trained by Valentine. Who knows what he had done to him." Jocelyn uttered.

"You know what, Jocelyn… I thought of that before too but when you get to know Jace, he's nothing like Valentine. You are the one who said it, you barely know him. He might have the skills, the talents even the arrogance Valentine had but he never got Valentine's insanity." Luke uttered, "Besides Simon is a downworlder and Clary loves Simon only like a brother and nothing more. Clary loves Jace and he loves her back. If you just saw how frustrated and depressed they were when they were told they were siblings; if you'll just saw how Jace protected Clary, how their gazes met, maybe you'll understand why the people around them could not dare break them apart because that would destroy them both." Jocelyn rested her head on Clary's bed as she held Luke's hand tighter.

"Isabelle! Alec! It's good to see you, where's Jace?" Clary asked upon realizing Jace was not there with them.

"That's why we came here." Isabelle uttered.

"We thought he was with you." Alec seconded.

"What? You mean… He hasn't…" Clary's heart was beating faster, scared.

"No… and his roving hours was long over. When we came from Max's grave, nobody was home so Mom thought he might be here and told us to fetch him." Alec explained.

"But apparently he isn't. He came here at midnight but a house, blocks from here, was on fire. He said he'd come back after he dealt with the demon but he has not." Clary said.

"There was no one there when the authorities arrived. The family's out of town." Isabelle said, her brows meeting at the center. "Where could he be?" Color escaped Clary's faced. All anger evaporated, she knew something had happened to Jace.

"I'll call Magnus, he could help." Alec volunteered as he created a distressing signal to Magnus outside the house.

"We better tell Luke." Isabelle uttered as she and Clary ran up the stairs.

"Mom, Luke… Jace is missing." Clary uttered, tears flooding from her eys.

The two adults were surprised.

Jace woke up in a cold place, his head pressed on the hard ground and his hand tightly bounded by a chain. It was dark but he could still see someone was there. He raised his head up and recognized who had captured him.

"Did you miss me, little brother?" An evil grin was painted on his face.

This ends the first chapter of my story, hope you liked it. Wondering who might this evil guy be? Who are your guesses and what does he want from Jace Wayland? See you in the next chapter then.