The only sound coming from the room was the sound of pencils scratching and the clock ticking. Two minutes remained until the test was over. Luckily for Clary Fray, she finished just then. She sagged back in her and released a breath she'd been holding all day. Finals was more than she could take but all the more necessary to leave Idris High School. Graduation was set for Friday, one week away. Clary could already taste her freedom. Looking around, she saw she wasn't the only one finished. Simon, her best friend and boy genius, and Jace, the boy that she was about to start her life with, also were. Testing was now done, school almost out. After, she planned to become a doctor, like her father had been before passing, in order to help those blocking the demon borders. Her mother had passed also, three years ago. The Lightwoods took her in as one of there own after it happened. Life wasn't perfect but Clary had Jace and that was all she ever believed she needed.

Suddenly, the speakers boomed throughout the room, "Attention students, this is principal Starkweather. We have a immediate and pressing assemble now taking place in the auditorium. Attendance is mandatory, thank you." The class let out a string of curse words and a few 'thank gods.'

"You heard him," Professor Garroway sighed. "I guess just give you booklets to me on your way out. We'll finished your literature exam after." Clary stood, happy to be able to stretch.

"Hello beautiful," Jace whispered into her ear, leading her into the hall packed with students. He kissing the top of her head, causing her to blush.

"Do you know what this is for?" Clary asked. They were now being ushered into their seats in the front. Not that she wasn't glad to get out of the small classroom, but why would they have an assembly during an AP testing day?

He just smiled down at her. "I don't. I'm just glad to be with you." Then he smirked. "It was getting harder to eye-fuck you from across the classroom. Pun intended" Clary giggled and playful punched his arm.

"Shh, it's starting." The lights dimmed in the auditorium. Idris High School was just like your typical high school; under budgeted, under educated, a pessimistic staff and optimistic principal. Hodge Starkweather was the latter, and always was. You could flunk all your classes, and he'd pour you tea as a pick-me-up. You could slap him across the face, and he'd compliment your aim. So, when he came on the stage, in rumpled clothing, coated in sweat, and fear in his eyes, there was no doubt in anybodies mind that something was wrong. The room quieted.

"H-hello, students. T-thank you for joining me on this evening." He paused and started to coughing in his handkerchief. Clary looked to Jace, seeing her fearful eyes reflecting back in his. "As you know, our exsistance has been granted to us by the gracious King Morgenstern. Our lives, lands, homes and even this school are a gift to us from him. Which is why you are here today." The room erupted into murmurs. Not good, not good Clary chanted in her head.

"The Creatures ask very little of us. King Morgenstern's son, Prince Sebastian, is here today to speak to you and ask a little more. " Starkweather turned and ran from the stage.

"Jace," Clary whispered in shock, unable to procoss the horrible the principal was about to release upon them.

He gave her a weak smile, "Don't worry. He wouldn't bother us. We're two out of hundreds." Jace squeezed her hand in comfort, but that did little to sooth the feeling of dread growing in her.

The curtains stirred and the room stilled as a boy moved onto the stage. No, not a boy Clary thought a man. Sebastian Morgenstern was the most beautiful thing she had ever laid her eyes on. His hair was pale white, as was his skin. He looked the Creature that he was; body was that of a god which was placed in a white t-shirt and fitting black jeans, eyes blacker than the night. Toned muscles covered his body. He moved with grace and purpose. At first look, you would assume him to be a student here, but deep down he was a monster created from hell.

No one dared moved for fear of being noticed. His eyes skimmed over the room, a small smirk forming on his plush lips. Plush lips? Clary scolded herself. This guy murders people for kicks. How could I be thinking this?!

"Hello." Sebastian voice was as angelic as his appearance. Leave it to the devil to speak like such. " I can bet that you are all wondering why I am here. Here of all other places. Am I right?"

His question was met with silence. Sebastian's narrowed and a snarled was released from his lips. Jace flinched beside me and Clary held his hand in a death grip.

"I said," Sebastian growled,""Am I right?"" A chorus of mumbled yes, and head nods came from the room. He smiled icily. "Better."

He paced back and forth on the stage, looking through the room of people. "I would be wondering if I were you. What could the Prince of Creatures possibly want us? From me? I'm not sure how much you insolent mundane do know so I will tell you the whole tale. Creatures cannot procreate with their own kind. It was a spell casted upon my people many years ago by a witch. Only a mate bread from Adam can be with a Creature. And, we only get one in our life time. The witches have told me for many years that my mate would be able to come to be on my birthday the year of the eclipse." Clary heard those words and panic grew in her. There was absolutely not possible way he could be talking about me right? She tried to shrug it off but that gave her no comfort as he continued.

"And that she did. The girl suddenly appeared in my dreams. My nightmares. I could only see the world from her eyes when the visions did come. Only bits and pieces. Laughing friends, joking boyfriend. " He spat out the last word. "So little and not enough. At first I despised her. She gave me so little, no chance of seeing what was really going on. My one chance to continue my fathers legacy was practically mocking me. Nothing I saw was of essence to finding her and she was nothing but a dull mundane. But I started to see more. Her likes. Dislikes. Pieces of her fiery red hair falling over her drawings. And then just last week I saw her sign her name on a check." Sebastian stopped pacing. He swirled around on the heal of his foot, skimmed the crowd for a moment, then looked Clary dead set in the eyes. She froze. Jace tensed.

"Adele is a beautiful middle name by the way." No fucking way. He smirked. "Clarrisa."