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Clary walked down the street to get to the Institute. As she neared the gates, she noticed a black figure leaning against the metal bars. Her hand went to the knife in her jacket and stayed there as she made her way closer. The closer she got, the more the figure seemed to be familiar. When she was but five feet away, she realized that it was the last person that she wanted to see. Jonathan.
"What do you want, Jonathan?" she spat as harshly as possible.
"Well, hello, little sister. Now is that the way you talk to your big brother?" he asked menacingly.
"You're not my brother."
"Whatever helps you sleep at night."
"Why are you here?"
"I'm here because I want to offer you an option that will save the lives of your loved ones." Clary narrowed her eyes at him disbelieving before he continued, "If you agree to leave New York and never see or visit them again, then I promise to leave them alone forever. So long as you keep your promise. I don't think they would survive another death in the family, do you? Not after their angel child, Max was it?" he questioned smiling.
The anger boiled inside Clary, ready to burst, as she thought of Max. She pondered over her choice before turning to Jonathan and stating, "We can take care of ourselves."
With that, she opened the gate and walked away. Before she could close the door Jonathan yelled, "I will give you until noon tomorrow."
Clary slammed the door listening to his menacing laugh. She turned around and went straight to the library thinking that is where everyone was. There were sounds of excitement coming from inside the doors so she hurried there as fast as she could.
Inside was everyone sitting on the couches in a circle and talking and laughing. Clary walked up to them only to get the end of the conversation.
"I can't wait!" Izzy exclaimed.
"For what?" Clary asked as she came up behind Jace who sat on the love seat alone.
Everyone turned in her direction, but Jace. He simply pulled her around the seat and sat her on his lap, snuggling his face in her hair while he wrapped his arms around her torso.
"Clary!" Izzy squealed.
"Hey, so what were you guys talking about?"
"We're going to Pandemonium tonight!"
"Oh, I thought that something exciting was happening," Clary said sarcastically.
"Something exciting is happening! I get to dress you!"
Clary widened her eyes and tried to jump out of Jace's embrace, but he only held her tighter.
"Jace, let me go!" she laughed.
"No, you deserve your punishment for making me wait so long for you to come back," he pouted.
We all laughed at Jace's expression before Izzy jumped up and grabbed Clary's arm dragging her towards the door. She was laughing wildly and got me out the door and down the hall into her room fast enough before I could escape. Clary went and sat on Izzy's bed, while Izzy went to her closet already ruffling for dresses for tonight. Finally, she pulled out two dresses for the girls and threw one at Clary telling her to go put it on.
Clary went into the bathroom and put the dress on. When she looked in the mirror, she was surprised by what looked back at her. The dress was tight to her body and only made it to right below her butt. It was bright red in color and it sparkled. The one strap that went across Clary's body was made of fake diamonds that sparkled when light touched them and the ruffles ran all the way to the bottom of the dress.
Clary was brought out of her haze when Izzy banged on the door demanding her presence. She stepped out and Izzy gasped at her friend.
"Clary, you look amazing! By the Angel! This has to be my best look yet! Now let get you finished, shall we?" Izzy squealed pulling Clary towards the vanity and sat her down.
After about forty-five minutes, Izzy pulled away and smiled wide looking down at Clary. Clary turned and looked into the mirror and gasped. Izzy had done her hair so that it fell in big, huge curls down her back. Her eyes looked dramatic with black and silver contrast and her lips were full with the brightest red, besides her hair, Clary has ever seen.
"Oh, Izzy! It's beautiful! I mean I'm beautiful! By the Angel! Thank you!" Clary squealed jumping at her friend who she just noticed was already ready.
Izzy wore a short black dress that reached her mid-thigh. The two straps were also filled with fake diamonds that sparkled in the light and the straight outline of the dress fit perfectly to her body.
"Thanks, Clary!" Izzy said while running to her closet, "Now you need to put these on and everything will be perfect."
Izzy gave Clary silver studded, red heels that were only four inches high and compared to Izzy's other heels, they were short. For once, Clary didn't complain about wearing heels and pulled them on without a word.
After they put a few weapons and steles into their outfits, the girls walked arm in arm back to the library where everyone was waiting for them. Once the doors opened, all conversations seized because all eyes were on the two girls that just walked in.
Izzy and Clary stared at their conspicuous other as their eyes bulged and their mouths opened in surprise. Clary walked over to Jace and wrapped her arms around his neck while he pulled her closer to him.
"I don't want you going out like that, Clary," Jace practically growled at Clary.
"Oh and why not?" she asked sweetly.
"Because I don't want other guys thinking about what I am thinking about right now, Clarissa."
Clary shivered in pleasure at the use of her full name because it meant that he was getting serious. She just pulled him down to meet her mouth instead of answering him and he was more than willing to comply.
Before things got heated Simon spoke up, "Hey, Lovebirds, can we go now?"
Clary laughed while Jace glared at the smug vampire and pulled her towards the door as the others followed snickering behind his back. The gang made their way to Pandemonium by foot and was soon walking in pairs down the street. Clary was lost in thought as she walked, but she soon saw something out of the corner of her eye and stopped. Jace stopped alongside her confused.
"Clary, what's wrong?" he asked.
She looked back at where she saw the dark figure, but there was nothing now. "Nothing just thought I saw something."
They continued walking and were soon at the entrance to the club, where they just walked in as if they owned the place. Once inside, Izzy grabbed Clary and they made their way to the dance floor. They searched for demons as they danced and soon spotted one. Izzy made her way over to it and soon brought it with her to the storage room with Clary following silently behind.
The gang soon caught up to Clary before she walked in the door to find Isabelle on the floor in a pool of her own blood and four demons standing over her.
"Izzy!" Clary screamed as she threw a Seraph blade right through one of the demon's skull.
The gang fought the other demons while Clary made her way over to Izzy and knelt down next to her taking her steele out. As Clary drew the iratze on her, she noticed a piece of paper stuck in Isabelle's dress. Clary picked it up and opened it to see what it was. Inside it read:
Do you really think that you can protect yourselves? There's still a chance for this to stop Clarissa. 12 o'clock. Don't forget!
J
Clary gasped at the note and quickly stuffed it in her dress before returning back to Izzy. She hurried to fix and pick her up so that she could get her back to the Institute. Alec took her from Clary and they began their way back. The journey seemed like a long one, but eventually they got there and set Izzy up in the infirmary where she would rest for a couple of days.
Clary stood there staring at her when Jace came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Are you okay?" he asked concerned.
"I'm fine. Let's just go to bed," Clary replied.
Jace just nodded at the two made their way back to Clary's room to go to sleep. Jace pulled Clary to him and they snuggled together as they fell asleep. Clary took in as much of Jace as she could because she knew that by noon tomorrow that she wouldn't be seeing him for a very long time, until Jonathan was dead. She fell asleep that night with those thoughts in her head.
By the time that Jace woke up that morning, Clary had already gone. It was eleven forty five by the time that Clary found Jonathan sitting at a bench in the park. She walked up to him cautiously, not sure how to go by this when he spoke.
"So I see that little Isabelle is feeling a little under the weather this morning. How is she?" he teased.
"She's going to live, no thanks to you," she replied.
"Now, Clarissa, is that the way that you talk to the person who is willing to make a deal with you to help your friends and save them from their inevitable death?"
"Jonathan, just name your deal."
"Fine. I want you to leave here. Leave New York and don't return. I don't want you to see any of the Lightwoods or anyone else from New York ever again."
"What's the catch?"
"Nothing. All you have to do is keep them from seeing you and stay at another Institute or just by yourself and then I will leave them alone, forever."
Clary stared at Jonathan for a while trying to decide whether or not he was trying to fool her. When she realized that she would have to trust him on his word, she nodded.
"Good. Now go set up a portal and be gone!" he said before disappearing.
Clary looked around, but could find him nowhere. She sighed, pulled out her steele and drew up a portal. As she looked around she silently said good-bye to everything that she has ever known and to the people that she loves most.
With one last look at her home town, she stepped through the portal.