Soo, This is a story that i thought is a good idea. I really hope you all enjoy my idea and think that its good. If you have any ideas on how to proceed or what you want to see happen leave a review or P.M me.
Disclamer: I don't own anything, im just playing with the brillant Miss Clares creations :3
Clary watched as Sebastian played his guitar quietly, he sang along to a song that Clary couldn't put a name too, in fact she wasn't even sure if he was singing in English. Clary smiled at her brother, she'd really missed this; Sitting inside on rainy days in the library listening to him play his guitar and sing while she pretended to read or draw.
"I'm glad your back Clarissa," Sebastian said as if reading her mind, "Glad the Clave finally smartened the hell up."
The small smile Clary had been wearing before faded. Up until recently Clary had been in France at the French Institute doing her training there, learning the lessons she had to there, taking classes there. Not that it was Clary's own idea, it was the Clave's doing, they decided to ship Clary off to be under "special supervision": Which happened to be having Clary watched every second of every minute. Because of her gift with Runes the Clave thought she was dangerous.
"Me too Seb, me too. Now keep playing I was enjoying myself," Clary commanded with a smile. Sebastian started to strum his guitar again. Clary often wished she looked more like Sebastian, who was a spitting image of Valentine; Pale skin, pale blond hair, thin lips, almost non-existent eyebrows, thin silvery scars from runes. Sebastian was tall, much taller than Clary herself, he had very carefully graceful movements, elegant hands and a smart ass tone.
Clary herself looked like Jocelyn, or so they told her anyway. Clary was short, barely five feet, she too had pale skin, but hers was flecked with freckles especially her nose and cheeks, Clary had small artists hands, her pale skin had the thin silver marks of runes, bright green eyes, her hair is what threw Clary off, Clary had wildly curly red hair. She wished it was darker like Jocelyn's, but Clary was stuck looking like a child.
"Clary?" Jocelyn asked from the doorway, "Yeah mom?" Clary asked quickly.
Jocelyn walked in and Sebastian stopped playing, "Your birthday presents from Luke and I are in your bedroom by your duffle bag, we have to leave tonight, Clave business."
Clary tried to not let her anger show because the fact that her mother was leaving on her birthday again pissed her off. "Okay mum, be safe," Clary moved to hug her mother her eyes drifted to Sebastian who's lips were pursed, "Make sure to be at the Academy on time!" Jocelyn said to Sebastian when she went to hug him.
"Can the Lightwoods come over? Isabelle said something about a cake, and wanting to be the first to wish me happy birthday," Clary asked.
"The Lightwoods as in?"
Sebastian smirked, "Izzy, Alec and most likely Jace. He's been with them since last September."
Jocelyn's eyes unfocused for a moment, "I suppose. Do you even know Jace, Clary?"
Sebastian looked at Clary carefully, causing heat to rise up her neck and face, "Yes. I know Jace mum, now don't want to be late."
Clary tried not to remember kissing Jace in the kitchen two Christmas' previous before she went to France again. She tried not to remember the way his lips felt, the way his hand felt on her cheek, how his heat made her shiver.
Jocelyn hugged both her children again before leaving the house, "How well do you know Mr. Herondale, Clarissa?" Sebastian asked teasingly.
"Well I have known him all my life, so I'd say pretty well. Like most kids from around here," Clary tried not to blush, and failed.
Sebastian suddenly looked concerned, "You don't like him do you?"
"No Sebastian. But don't worry about me, I know all about Jace Herondale."
Sebastian nodded and went back to playing and singing quietly. Clary texted Isabelle that she could come over. Clary had inspiration to sketch out Jace, but couldn't exactly remember what he looked like. It had almost been three years since she'd seen him. The only people she had seen while she was in France were Isabelle, Sebastian, Aline and her friend Lena Monte.
Clary and Sebastian were both startled by the library doors opening, Clary's hands twitched towards the small dagger at her side. But froze when she realized who it was, "Told you we should have knocked, we're lucky Clary hasn't stabbed us yet," Jace said with his trademark smirk.
"What no hug?" Isabelle demanded looking at Clary, who jumped up and hugged her friend tightly. Isabelle towered over Clary the same way all the boys did.
Clary took a look at Isabelle, she was tall and ribbon thin she had smooth pale skin marked with silver and inky black hair that fell down her back in a black wave, her eyes were so dark brown they were almost black. Isabelle was beautiful there was absolutely no denying that. Even with the silvery marks that covered her body.
Clary let her eyes slide past Isabelle to Alec, he stood there a bit awkwardly, he was thin and wiry not very built, he was tall but not to the point of lankiness, he was very pale the silvery scars almost mixed in with his skin, his hair was the same inky color as Isabelle's his eyes however were very different, they were shockingly bright blue. His black hair made him look even more pale.
"Hey," Alec said looking down at Clary, "It's been a while." Clary hugged Alec a bit awkwardly, they had never been close only by isolation; Isabelle was best friends with Clary and Sebastian was with Alec.
"What don't I get a hug? I'm offended," Jace said with a fake offended tone. Almost reluctantly Clary moved forward to give Jace a hug, she pulled away quickly, he was warm like before.
Jace smirked down at Clary, as if knowing what she thought. Jace was tall, about the same height as Sebastian, he was lean and muscular from training. He had a much darker skin tone then Sebastian, Jace had golden blond hair that fell in fine curls over his forehead, his eyes were tawny gold and framed by delicate and long eyelashes. Jace had angular features. He was attractive, even with his silvery scars, he was practically perfect.
"How's it goin' Sebastian?" Jace asked turning his hard gaze from Clary to her brother.
Sebastian smirked a bit, "Good, better for me then Clarissa."
Jace turned his gaze to survey Clary, trying to see what was wrong, "What's wrong?" He asked, his tone was calm with a steely edge. "Oh nothing, just my mother skipping out on my birthday for the ninth consecutive year," Clary said with a tone dripping in acid.
Jace looked at her sympathetically, "She hasn't been with you for a birthday for nine years?" Alec asked with wide eyes.
"Last one she was at was the party Valentine threw for Clarissa's eighth birthday. Tomorrow is her seventeenth birthday and where is our mother? She's off doing Clave business," Sebastian said angrily.
Isabelle's eyebrows furrowed and Jace looked at Clary sympathetically, "Well I think Iz has been invited to a party so you'll get some fun I think, right Iz?" Jace said with a coy smile.
Isabelle nodded enthusiastically, "Yes, tomorrow night we're going to a friend of mines party before you can say no it's not optional. We are going, that is that," Isabelle smiled brightly before taking a seat on the couch.
Both Jace and Alec sat down, Jace taking Clary's seat almost deliberately . "I was sitting there," Clary said plainly looking at Jace, but not into his eyes. "I am currently sitting here." Clary could see the blunt amusement on Jace's face. "If you're going to be an ass can I have my sketch pad back?"
The corners of Jace's mouth twitched, "I dunno, can you?" Isabelle snorted, "Jace just shut up and give Clary back her book. Don't be an ass."
Jace held out the sketch pad and pencil that had been under his but, he made sure to brush Clary's hand as he handed her the pencil. Clary barely compressed her shiver. Gosh she hated him for that, kissing her just before she left so nothing could happen, not talking to her for two years, then being Jace.
Clary sat next to Isabelle who was talking brightly about the party they were attending, it was the kind of party that Clary usually avoided. The ones with lots of weird drinks, strange people and the ones you never remembered fully.
"Do you remember last time you took us to a party Iz?" Sebastian asked Isabelle, as he eyed Alec carefully. "Do we need a repeat?"
"What happened?" Clary asked.
Alec blushed and spluttered a bit, "We were all messed up that night, Izzy woke up in Scotland, Jace woke up in bed with Matilda after his little public display. Sebastian woke up in Matilda's sisters room wearing a purple boa and heals and well I spent my night as a flower."
Clary laughed loudly, "Glad I missed out on that one." Clary tried not to imagine her brother in an incriminating position. "Who's party is it by the way?"
"Magnus Bane," Isabelle smiled and threw her hair over her shoulder and smiled absently. "The High Warlock of Brooklyn."
Alec frowned a bit, "How," He asked, "Did you get invited to the High Warlock of Brooklyn's party?"
Isabelle shrugged, "I got the invitation from a friend. That's all you need to know. Now, Clary what will you be wearing to the party?"
"Ummm, Jeans?" Clary asked hopefully, she of course knew that Isabelle wouldn't allow that but a girl could hope.
"Good luck with that one Clary," Jace said, "It'd be more likely Izzy would let you go naked than in Jeans."
Clary felt a bit of flush go to her face, "Oh shut up Jace. But I was thinking a pretty dress."
Sebastian laughed very loudly, "I don't think Clarissa owns a pretty dress."
"Doubt it, but why do you call Clary, Clarissa?" Jace asked looking at Sebastian.
Sebastian shrugged but Clary frowned, "It's a habit he picked up from Valentine. I'd much rather he called me Clary though."
"Fine, I'll call you Clary if that's what you'd like. But Iz, please keep it appropriate if you're going to dress up Clary. I'd rather not have to deal with having to explain to mom why Clary was stolen."
Clary looked at Sebastian with narrowed eyes, "I can take care of myself Sebastian. I'm not a little girl anymore," Clary snapped defiantly. "I was training in France, not just learning about what the Clave is going to do with me."
Jace looked at Clary questioningly, she stood up and walked to the window. Her eyes glazed over, "In France there was a woman, Alexera, who had it in for me, at first I didn't know why but then I found out she was a former Iron Sister. Just before I was leaving to come back home a few weeks ago she came to my room, with a gift." Clary was lost in her memory as she told it.
"Clarissa Adele Morgenstern, you are a hot headed girl who needs to bite her tongue more. But you are brave, and stronger than most. I have watched you very carefully and listened to what the clave members have said about you," Alexera said as she looked out the window at the torrential downpour outside, "They say you are a danger but I do not see it, I think they are over estimating your power. But what I think is not important."
"What can I do for you Ms. Alexera?" Clary asked wearily as she eyed the woman with unnaturally pale skin, strongly elongated fingers and hair the color of charcoal.
Alexera smiled slightly at Clary, "I wish for you to join the Iron Sisters. I have left, but you should go. The clave have practically decided your fate. You must be controlled, they think that you are uncontrollable. You have skill but you are not trained nor is there a person alive who could train you to your proper needing. The iron sisters need you, you need them. It is a smart thing. Before your heart gets involved with someone worth staying for."
"I will not join the Iron Sisters Ms. Alexera, I am a Shadow Hunter. I want to kill demons. To help people, not be locked away."
Alexera just nodded and stood up, "This," She handed Clary a small box, "Is for you my dear. Happy Birthday. It's been long since I've met someone who reminded me of my self. Stay strong, be safe Clarissa Morgenstern. Tough times are a head of you."
Clary turned back from the window to see she had the complete attention of those in the room, "You turned down an Iron Sister?" Alec asked, "What was in the box?" Isabelle asked at the same time.
"Yes I turned down a former Iron sister, I am not right for the sisterhood of deadly weapons. The box said open on birthday, I'll open it tomorrow."
Clary looked out the window, "I hope tough times aren't ahead, because their just behind us." Clary was talking about the trial of her father, Valentine. It was still in progress, he was still having charges laid upon him. The biggest being the torture and summoning of an angel.
Clary heard the others in the room moving behind her. Once she turned around from the window she found that all but Jace had gone. "They wanted me gone," Jace said, "Wanted me to France with you. When I escaped from the jail they decided I was too much of a threat to be in the regular training school, with all the other students. But my grandmother pulled rank. She tried to keep you from France," Jace said, "But it just wasn't possible."
Clary pulled herself up onto the windowsill, "Why am I back now?" Clary asked quietly. She tied her hair back with an elastic around her wrist. "Why was I suddenly taken back from training, why did they decide that I should be released into the wild?"
"It came to a vote," Jace said simply, "It was virtually unanimous. Considering how almost everyone had watched you grow up."
Jace stood up and slowly walked to where Clary sat, "The year you left," Jace spoke in his cool calming voice, "My fifteenth year on this earth, was the year that I wish, so much, I could change. I'm sorry."
"For what Jace?" Clary's lips were in a hard defiant line and he hands balled into fists.
"For kissing you the night before you left," Jace said, "For writing you crappy letters, for never coming to visit."
"Letters? I only ever got letters from Mum and Luke, and one from Valentine, you didn't send me any letters," Clary said quickly.
"I sent you a letter a week for that year. Sebastian wrote you more letters than I can count. Izzy and Alec both sent you multiple letters. The kids at the school all sent words of encouragement. You didn't get any of them?"
Clary shook her heard quickly, causing a few red curls to fall from their place, "I thought you just hated me," Jace said, "I spent that whole year thinking you hated me, I spent those three years thinking you hated me."
"I never hated you," Clary said, "I was pissed off at you for kissing me the night before I left, so nothing could happen. And for not writing or anything, but guess you did write."
"I didn't do it the night before so nothing could happen," Jace said, "I did it cause' that's when I built up the courage."
Jace now stood directly in front of Clary, his hands on either side of her resting against the windowsill. "You have a girlfriend," Clary reminded Jace quickly.
Jace nodded and walked back to his chair, "I have a girlfriend." Clay thought she heard some resentment in his tone but ignored it, chopping it up to wistful thinking. Isabelle skipped into the room, "Jace, your phone is ringing," She said with a smile. "Let's go into Alincate Clary, I want to get you a dress."
Clary rolled her eyes, "Okay, let me go get changed." Clary heard Jace answer his phone in an agitated tone of voice, but just ignored it. "So, you and Jace work out your hatred?"
"I ever hated him Iz," Clary said softly "Just mild dislike." Isabelle smiled down at Clary, "Gosh I missed you," Isabelle said with a smile. She threw an arm around Clary's shoulders, "Ready to knock em' dead at the party?"
"Who's party is it again?"
"Magnus Bane, I'm dating a friend of his," Isabelle smiled brightly, "So he insisted I invite a few friends to the party."
Clary opened the door to her room, her duffle bag was open on her floor with most of her clothes stuffed inside. Clary changed into a pair of black denim pants and a grey t-shirt. "What's your opposition to heals?" Isabelle asked as Clary zipped up her boots. Clary gave Isabelle a funny look, "That's what I'm wearing now Isabelle," Clary looked pointedly at the boots she wore, Calf high and tight with a small heal.
"That's a mini heal, you should try a real pair sometime," Isabelle smirked and looked down at her feet. She wore boots like Clary's, but with much higher heals. "Not everyone was blessed with your style Isabelle."
"Ohh, you're going to love my present to you then," Isabelle smirked and winked at the same time before she threw her long hair over her shoulder. "I told you I didn't want anything," Clary protested as she and Isabelle left the room. "Don't you listen?"
"By the Angel, you sound like my mother," Isabelle complained, "But of course I don't, we all go you something."
Clary rolled her eyes a her friend and the two made their way into Alincate. It wasn't that far of a walk, and nothing compared to running around on a hunt. "So, what's the hunt system here? How do they decide who goes on hunts and such?" Clary asked as she followed Isabelle to a shop named 'The golden eye'.
"We're grouped into well groups, and sent out in our groups. It's a good system. I was in a group with Jace's girlfriend and her two little clones last year, it was dreadful," Isabelle groaned as she looked through the racks.
"Who is Jace's girlfriend?" Clary asked quietly as she admired a short black dress.
Isabelle turned to look at Clary with her careful gaze, "Her name is Anna. She's Alec's age but in with our group. She's alright but she won't like you."
"How blunt," Clary muttered. She took the outfits that Isabelle had selected to a change room and went to try them on, "Why won't she like me exactly?"
Isabelle snorted loudly, "Because Jace likes you, he loves her, but she isn't really...you. She isn't you. It's very common knowledge that the only woman who could ever tame the womanizing Jace is Clarissa Morgenstern."
Clary decided to get two of the dresses that Isabelle had picked out, one was okay to wear in public, but the other would be reserved for party's and other occasions. Clary paid and followed Isabelle from the store. "I don't think so, but whatever you say."
Isabelle and Clary went to get something to eat before returning to Clary's house. "Seb! Alec! Jace! Where are you?" Clary called from the bottom of the stairs as she and Isabelle took off their boots. Isabelle wore a black skirt and grey tank top.
"Did you have any boyfriends in France?" Isabelle asked as she and Clary made their way upstairs. Clary blushed and nodded, "I had a few. Had to learn French to have a fluent conversation with the first one."
"You speak French Clary?" Alec called from somewhere down the hall. "Yes, fluently!" Clary called back, following the sound of Alec's voice, "Why?"
Clary found Alec, Sebastian and Jace in the second living room. "I've always wanted to learn, fancy teaching me?"
Clary smiled and flopped down onto the couch next to her brother, "Sure, we can start when we get to the Academy."
Clary looked around the living room, it was the one that was for the 'Kids', as Jocelyn said. It was a large room painted an off white, there were two black sofas that sat parallel to each other and two big leather recliners that faced a large window, A fireplace was in the corner, under geometric shaped shelves, a small black spiraling staircase lead up to a loft that had a bunch of book shelf's and a couch that was sunk into the floor, making it into the floor. It was a nice room.
"Thanks," Alec flashed a smile at Clary. Who realized that she'd hardly ever seen Alec really smile with happiness.
Jace was eyeing Clary carefully, "Guess Ann got invitations to another party, and wants me to go," Jace sighed.
Isabelle rolled her eyes, "Clary has been gone for three years, you're going to the party with us. Tell her you aren't allowed or something."
"Yes ma'am," Jace said. He took his phone out of his pocket and sent his girlfriend a text. Clary could feel Jace's eyes on her, the intensity of his gaze was making Clary uncomfortable, "I'm going for a run," She said, jumping up from the couch, "I'll be back soon."
Clary went to her bedroom to change into shorts for running. Clary had always wished that she'd been able to get a tan, she looked down at her bare, silvery marked legs and frowned. She was just about as tan as Isabelle and Alec. Clary slipped on her sneakers and in her headphones. Clary hurried from the house and out into the rain.
Clary ran through the familiar land that her house was on. The Morgenstern land, her mother had a house further away from Alincate, the Fairchild lands, Clary had only been up there a few times. Clary wove through the trees, following a worn path. The rain was falling pretty steady but Clary wasn't really bothered by it. It felt nice on her skin. Cooling her down.
It wasn't very late, but Clary made sure to keep her eye out for anything that may want to harm her, it was just second nature from training. Clary sometimes wished that she could be normal, without the presence of Angel blood. That she wasn't the daughter to the head of the Circle. That she didn't carry the burden of the name Morgenstern, Morning Star.
It took Clary about two hours to lap the entire property, she could hear voices from the kitchen when she entered. Clary just made her way up to her room to shower quickly. When Clary was done in the shower she went downstairs to find Sebastian, Alec, Isabelle and Jace all standing in the kitchen with the lights off, "We're not ready for you yet Clary! Come back at midnight!" Isabelle said.
Clary nodded and left the room, grumbling about it being her own house. She went upstairs to draw for a little bit. When the big clock in the hallway struck midnight Clary made her way back downstairs.
The kitchen was dark except for the middle of it, which was lit by a small cake, which had seventeen candles on top of it. "Happy Birthday to you, happy birthday to you, Happy birthday Dear Clary, happy birthday to you!" The four of them sang together in an off-key way.
Clary blew out her candles, she wished that she wouldn't have trouble in the school. Not that she'd ever admit to that. She wasn't supposed to fear anything. "Presents now?" Isabelle asked brightly as she and Jace removed all the candles.
"Who made the cake?" Clary asked eyeing Isabelle carefully.
"Jace and Sebastian made it, Alec frosted it and I placed the candles," Isabelle pursed her lips and rolled her eyes. Alec cut the cake in somewhat even pieces and put them on plates. "Up to open Clary's presents!" Sebastian said, pushing his sister towards the stairs.
"Gosh!, so pushy!" Clary complained as they followed her upstairs. Clary gathered her presents from Luke and her mother, the one from Alexera and the ones that Isabelle had put on her bed earlier.
"Open mine first!" Sebastian said brightly, sliding a thin gold wrapped present towards Clary.
Clary and Isabelle sat at the top of Clary's bed, Alec and Sebastian sat at the foot and Jace was lying across the side, with his head nearest Clary and Isabelle. Clary carefully unwrapped the gold paper, "Gosh Clary, its paper, it doesn't bite. You can rip it," Sebastian said, watching his sister open the present.
Clary stuck her tongue out as she ripped open the gold paper, revealing a dark brown wooden box. Clary ran her hands over the smooth surface, the wood looked old and worn, yet polished and new at the same time. "Come on Clarissa, just open the box!" Sebastian said impatiently .
Clary lifted the little latch and flipped open the box. "Sebastian...wh..." Clary looked down at the golden hilted dagger with wide eyes. The handle of the dagger was a pale shade of gold that had red and green stones inlaid in it, surrounded by a web of gold. It had a long thin blade that sparkled in the light. "Seb...this is amazing," Clary turned the blade over in her hand, she pulled out the cover, it too was painted gold with similar designs.
"I hoped you'd like it," Sebastian smiled, "I picked it up while I was in Italy last month. I saw it and just had to get it for you."
"May I see it?" Alec asked quietly. Clary, almost reluctantly slid the blade into the case and slid it down to Alec.
"Open mine!" Isabelle said, handing Clary a dark blue bag that shimmered in the light.
Clary pulled out a card, written in Isabelle's neat script was a Happy Birthday and a well wishing that said Isabelle was glad to have Clary back. Clary reached into the bag and her fingers met soft fabric, Clary pulled out a plain black skirt, a white sweater, an assortment of different colored tank tops and a great smelling perfume. "Thanks Iz," Clary smiled put her clothes back into the bag.
Clary was handed a package from Alec, "I tried, okay?" Alec asked looking down at his lap as he handed Clary the package. Clary opened the dark red wrapping paper. Underneath was a small wooden box like the one the Dagger had come in, except with newer wood. Clary flipped open the lid to find a charm bracelet.
On it were seven different little crystal looking things, "What is it?" Clary asked admiring the pretty bracelet. "It's a charm bracelet that enhances your fighting ability. It's made of silver, and each of the crystals helps against a different thing or for a different rune. It's cool."
"So it's like always having a protection rune on?" Jace asked curiously, eyeing the bracelet.
Alec blushed and fiddled with the sleeves of his sweater, "Yeah, I thought you'd like it."
"I love it Alec," Clary said, "Thank you so much!" Clary smiled brightly at Alec before taking the package that Isabelle handed her.
From her mother Clary got a pretty ring and a necklace with a green pendant on it. From Luke, Clary got a fancy leather bound notebook. Clary knew that she could write her Runes in here, even though it was frowned upon. Luke also gave Clary a set of books he thought she'd like.
Clary looked up from the books to see Jace admiring her with carefully concealed eyes, he wasn't smiling nor was he frowning, he was so unreadable it was frustrating. Clary took the thick box that Isabelle handed her. It was about two inches high and thirteen long. Clary had no idea what it could be.
The box wasn't wrapped but tied with a green bow. The wood was a dark stain that looked old, judging by the rough corners and surface scratches. Clary untied the bow and fumbled with the latch for a moment, before she realized it was locked. "Okay, who got me a box with a lock but no key?" Clary asked looking at Alec, Sebastian and Jace.
Jace reached into his pocket and pulled out a plain chain with a key hanging from the end of it. The old, ornate key looked to be as old as the box. Jace chuckled as he watched Clary fumble with the key. Once she heard the click she threw open the lid, curiosity having gotten the best of her.
Inside the box were six ink bottles, two long feather quills, a small stack of old paper, a candle, some red and gold wax and a stamp that had an ornate 'M' on it. Clary looked from the box to Jace. She couldn't imagine how he'd known that she'd always wanted an old fashioned writing kit. With feather quills, old ink, wax and everything else. Clary eyed the quill sharpening tool with wide eyes.
"Thank you...so much," Clary said, she was unable to keep the surprise out of her voice.
Jace smirked, "I remember when you were younger you used to admire the one Mrs. Penhallow had, so I saw this one a while ago and decided hey, why not make someone's year," Jace winked.
Clary carefully closed the lid and put the key around her neck. "Thank you so much," Clary said to no one in particular, "You still have this left Clarissa," Sebastian said, sliding the small wooden box Clary had received from Alexera up the bed.
Clary flipped open the lid and looked down at the contents. "Wha..." Isabelle looked down at the box confused. "Shush," Clary said quietly. She pulled out the contents and laid them out in front of her. "What in the name of the Angel is all of this."
Clary stared down at a small glass and gold hour glass, a beautifully crafted pendant; marked with things Clary couldn't put a name to. A greenish color stone that looked to be rough but was very smooth to the touch. A small ring that held a small diamond shaped stone of a color Clary could best describe as a mix of red, pink, gold, silver and bronze, and finally four small vials of golden colored liquid.
"Looks like a Mundie magic kit," Jace said eyeing all the objects laid out in front of Clary. "I dunno, I'll have to write to her and ask," Clary shrugged and placed the items carefully back into the box, careful not to break anything.
Isabelle yawned, "Well I'm off to bed, it's been a long day and I expect a long night tomorrow. Followed by the Academy. So I'll need all the sleep I can get," Isabelle stood up and smiled before heading from Clary's room. "I'm off too," Sebastian said after a moment, following Isabelle from the room.
Alec looked at Jace and Clary for a moment, "See you two in the morning," He said softly before rolling off Clary's bed and leaving the room. Jace looked at Clary carefully.
"Did you ever think of what it would've been like if I hadn't left," Clary asked quietly, her bright green eyes on the charm bracelet in her lap.
Clary could feel Jace's eyes on her, burning into her. But Clary refused to meet his tawny eyes with her own green ones. "Yeah I have. Valentine would have already been tried, Jocelyn and Luke would be married by now, Sebastian wouldn't be so withdrawn, Isabelle wouldn't be as...well as much like Isabelle as she is. I wouldn't be dating Ann, because I'd be with you."
Clary snorted, "From what I hear you're a quite the manwhore Herondale," Clary said, "But I'd appreciate it if you stopped staring at me, I need to sleep."
Clary didn't look up until Jace was walking from her room, he turned quickly and met her eyes briefly. Clary looked at the liquid gold to his eyes, the perfect lines of his fierce beautiful face, his silvery golden hair. Everything about Jace, from his curls to his fighting ability screamed Angelic. Jace was an angel in looks. Clary was one in skill. And Valentine had created them, making them different, singling them out as the only two Nephilim ever to be like them. Jace Herondale, and Clarissa Morgenstern, angelic among the men created by angels.
Clary got ready for bed and crawled under the covers. Letting the sound of the rain against the window lull her to sleep.
I really hope you liked it! I tried very hard to make this awesome. If theres any couples you want to see, or anyone you want to see dead (well within reason) I'm sure I can manage that. So yes, REVIEW, that will make me update fast and it makes me happy sooo yeah!
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