Chapter 1: The CIA
Clary had been away for 4 years. She was twenty now. She also had to go to a university as her new case in order to track down Sebastian's final man. She had never met him and he had never met her. It should be safe. Anyway, she had changed her appearance. She had gotten skin grafting on her back until only the scar that said MINE remained. Her once red hair had been bleached and died Snow White. She looked like her brother, Jon, now. Clary had been working for the CIA for the past 4 years of her life.
Clary had just moved into her apartment for university. She started tomorrow. She had just moved all her stuff in and that included her weapons, laptops, gadgets, computers and also her furniture and clothes and stuff. It was getting dark. Clary went to bed. Tomorrow was a new day. A new day to get the information. A new day to bring Sebastian in.
Clary woke up to the sun shining through her curtains. She got up and had a shower. She pulled on her blue ripped jeans, black fitted tang top and white leather jacket. Shelley her hair down loose. She put on some mascara and eyeliner and grabbed her drawstring bag, throwing it over her shoulder. She pulled on her heeled boots and grabbed an apple. In her bag she put her uni stuff and some of the stuff she needed for the mission. Once she had eaten her apple she went downstairs to the garage. She pulled on her helmet and got on her motorbike before zooming off.
Jace's POV:
Izzy and I were starting at uni today. We had both gotten into the same one. We pulled into the car park and got out the car. At once we were surrounded by people. I ignored them, deep in thought. It had been four years since we had seen Clary. It still hurt after all this time. The crowd fell silent when a Ducati motorbike zoomed into the parking lot. I watched as a girl got off it. She had long legs and a great body. She wore ripped jeans, black tang top and white leather jacket. If I had never been with Clary then I would have asked her out. She pulled her helmet off and shook out her long, white hair. She spun around and looked at me. I froze. I was looking at the female version of Clary's brother. The girl looked exactly like Clary except for the hair colour. The girl faltered but broke our eye contact when she saw someone.
"Felix!" She shouted. Everyone turned to look at her as she stalked across the parking lot. She grabbed a guy and pulled him into the building. Her voice even sounded like Clary's.
I turned to Izzy.
"Did you-" I started.
"Yeah. She looked like-"
"Clary!" I finished.
I ran after her but lost her. With a sigh I headed to my first lecture of the day.
I sat at the back and tried to ignore the sluts that were all over me. I pushed them away when the teacher entered. He started to talk
and I took notes. I had forgotten what this class was on to be honest. Half way through the lecture the door opened. The girl from before walked in. She handed the teacher a note and started to head up the stairs to find a seat. On the way a guy grabbed her ass. She caught his wrist and bent it back. There was a sickening snap and the guy cried out. I blinked. She had to be Clary. She just had to be. The only available seat was in front of me. She sat and pulled out a notebook. The teacher continued speaking and the girl took notes. I found myself watching her every movement and comparing them to Clary's. They were virtually identical. When the bell rang the girl ran out before I could say anything.
I tried to follow her but crashed into Izzy in the hall.
"This way," She said and started to run again I followed her and we burst into a gym. There was no one in there. That was until I heard a voice.
"... I don't know Gus. They never said anything," she was saying. I looked around but couldn't see her.
"...I can't do that. I have to go," she said and there was a beeping noise as if she were disconnecting a call.
"I'm up here!" She said.
Izzy and I looked up to see her hanging from a ceiling beam by one foot.
"Clary?" Izzy called. Something wet fell on my face. I looked at the girl closer and realised she was crying.