AN: This is my first story ever. I hope that you will enjoy this. I accidentally deleted the first version of this chapter so now I have to rewrite this entire thing all over again which is making me very upset about it. You guys better enjoy this beauty cause I was literally crying because all of my hardwork was thrown out the window. And to top that off, I was listening to "Stay With Me" by Sam Smith and let's just say that I got a little emotional. And just to remind you all but this story will only be in Jace's POV unless to say so in the future chapters. Anyways, hope you all enjoy.

Chapter 1 (The Beginning)

Jace POV

I was staring out the window in my coach seat thinking of all the things that just happened in the last week but I wasn't feeling anything. I was too numb from the heartache and despair. I didn't hear the Captian of the airplane saying that it was time to get off the airplane. I was being sent off to my new adoptive family, the Lightwoods family. I'm nervous about meeting them and even more nervous, perhaps even terrified of ruining their lives as I did my own when I lost my beloved parents. It was funny how I had almost the most perfect life when my mom and dad were still alive. I have only myself to blame the tragic events that occurred back home in the sunshine state. This all over a measly science project.

There was no way to sugar coat it, the entire thing was my fault.

Flashback

It was a Friday when I eagerly told my parents about the annual science fair held at my high school that was in two weeks. I had decided on doing a rocket powered by Hydrogen Peroxide and Catalyst. I already had all the ingredients in my "Great Laboratory" which was actually the basement of our ranch style house in California. But it was great none the less because I was able to mix and match chemicals freely with out causing a tragic mess, like the one time I was using acid for an experiment in our fully equipped Lavish kitchen. I had accidentally dropped a tiny bit on the custom dining table in the the kitchen. The acid reacted so quickly with the aged lacquer on the table that before I can even think of a solution to stop the melting, the table that was once where we held our family dinners was reduced to wooden sludge. My mother was furious and had since then exiled me to only doing experiments in the basement.

I carefully laid each and every utensil that I required for the project. My dad asked me if I had checked my equations and math problems which I hastily dismissed since I was an straight A student. I didn't feel the need to check my work I was a little cocky in my studies, especially Chem. Yes, while other kids my age were trying out for football or soccer I was alone in my Laboratory creating concoctions of mass destruction (cool chemical reactions). I was the kid that was the epitome of a geek, right down to the vicious acne on my face and the metal braces in my mouth. I was taunted every day at school. Every time I walked into a room, the glares I got and the side whispers and giggles I heard was enough to make even the smartest kid in school (me) feel like a worthless pile of excrement. But that was only at school, at home was a completely different story.

The only real friends I ever had was my parents, Celine and Stephen Herondale. I was able to trust them with every secret I had. Every victory dance around the living room. They were my stepping stones for success into my future and I heavily depended on them as if my life was on the line.

As we went through the procedure that I carefully built and laid out so that my parents would follow with me, I just had this huge gut feeling that something was wrong but me being me, I dismissed it since my excitement over ruled my conscience.

Four hours later, the hydrogen peroxide ready to go into my sturdy looking rocket so that we could test it out in our 4 acre back yard until...

A huge explosion came from flask that held the special ingredient to the rocket, the hydrogen peroxide and catalyst somehow mixed before we were ready and suddenly I seen smoke covering my vision and I screamed for my parents since I didn't see them anywhere. I tried to run to the door that lead the way out but it was bolted and locked. I couldn't manage it to budge. I suddenly felt four familiar hands on my arms and waist then heard a shattering noise. I felt a sharp pain going across my body as i took a quick glace back, and I and see my parents looking at mw with hope and despair in their eyes. They were determined to let me live by picking me up and violently pushing me out of our small basement window.

Once I'm out, I call for them so that I could possibly pull them out but instead I see nothing but white dense smoke coming from the shattered window and all I can hear is things falling and breaking. It all was happening so fast that I almost didn't hear the faint sound of my sweet mother's voice., "I love you so much and I'm so sorry son...Remember I will always be here with you." Then the gigantic blast that throws me 20 feet away from the cause of this disaster- where my parents were. I landed on the ground, my head painfully breaking my fall. I got up even though my mind was foggy and I feel my consciousness fading away. Then everything went white.

I don't care about health, I don't care whose staring or anything anymore, I just care about getting my parents back. I screamed at the top of my lungs to call for them but they never answered. A nurse with rosy cheeks named Susan answered my shrieking cries by telling me to calm down in a low nurturing voice. I had no idea how I had gotten to this god forsaken hospital, with its ugly beige walls and hallways that smelled of depression and salty tears.I began to calm down as Susan stroked my head and administered something into my IV.

my last thought before I gave into the darkness was I would never see them again. My best friends were gone. They no longer existed, and finally the darkness closed up on me...

The next day was worse, with me having no distant family that could take me in until the social services said that a family was willing to take me in as their own child. I obviously had no choice as to whether or not I could go. So I had to pack my things that weren't destroyed from the fire which was a family photo of when we went to the beach, a few clothes, and finally a few hundred dollars that I hid under my floorboards in my used to be room.

I didn't know how to say goodbye to my parents when I had to board the plane to fly across the US to New York. Because I wasn't ready to say goodbye quite so soon. And I couldn't handle with life anymore.

End Flashback

As I get my luggage (which is only a small backpack), I look around to see where I'm at. I know that I'm in New York but I don't know where exactly and I have no idea of what the Lightwoods look like. As I scan the building, I notice a small poster with my name written in glitter and glue. I know that I can't talk to strangers, but I have this instinct that took over me to walk to the group that has four people in it.

"Hi you must be Jace Herondale?" one of the people say, "I'm Maryse Lightwood and this is Robert and here's Max, Alec, and finally Isabelle" The woman talking has jet black hair with dark brown eyes, the Isabelle girl looks exactly like her but only younger and a little prettier. On the other hand, Robert has sea blue eyes with dark brown hair. Max has the blue eyes of Robert with the same hair as well but Alec on the other side has the blue eyes with the black hair as Maryse.

I only nod cause this is going to be my family until I'm out for college. Instead of hugging each of them and saying hello, I breakdown cause I'll never have my perfect life again and there's no going back. I'm all alone now.

I have no one... and I regrettably hate myself for destroying what was most precious to me.

AN: There you go, the first chapter. So what do you think of it? Love it or hate it, please review so that I'll update more often. Anyways, I feel accomplished to have this done and ready for the world to see.

And if you guys are all wondering, we will be meeting Clary and Jonathan next chapter along with Magnus and Simon.

Peace,

Gatah408

(PS. My favorite niece was the one who encouraged me to do this so I give her my best regards...Her name is ILOVETMI and she wrote only one chapter for a crossover between The Mortal Instruments and the Infernal Devices so go and check her story.)