Okay Guys, this is the first chapter of the Sequel. Hope you guys like it. I had to sort of rush and get a chapter plot down really fast. I have a bunch of projects due at school soon so it may be a while before i can get the next chapter in.

Clary sat on the couch in the main room, looking for something to do while Jace and everyone else was out. Jace didn't let her go out and fight anymore. To many worries on his part.. There was a knock at the door. Clary got up and walked over to the big wooden door. She grabbed the handle and pulled so the door would open. A large man stood in the entry way.

"Hello, my name is Andrew Kaiser." He introduced himself. "I heard that there was a girl here that had recently broken the grasp of Valentine and his armies. Is she home?"

"I'm here, come in…" Clary backed away from the door and let the large man in. He took a seat on the couch and waited. Clary reluctantly sat down across from him, her eyes trailing down his fat pudgy body. The man leaned in and looked at her, his eyes swirling. Her eyes started to swirl as well.

"You will write down a letter to your friends telling them that you are gone, dead. You understand?" The man asked. Clary nodded her head and took a pen and started to write on a piece of paper.

Jace, Isabelle, Alec and Magnus;

By the time you get this, I will be dead in the harbor. Do not come looking for my body. It is gone and in an ocean somewhere. Do not open up an investigation either.

Clary

The letters were hard to write, her handwriting getting worse with each word. When Clary signed her name, her handwriting got so bad, it was barely legible.

"Okay… there."

"Excellent, follow me."

Jace walked through the door to an empty house. He paused and looked around. Clary was no where to be seen. He walked over to the couch and caught sight of the note. He picked it up and read it. His hands trembled and he dropped the note, letting it fall to the floor. Isabelle walked in and saw her brother looking at the floor, his golden locks covering his face. "She killed herself."

Isabelle stopped short. She looked at him, her eyes furrowing. "What! How do you know? Give me that." She ran over and picked up the note. She read it carefully, looking over every word. "I… I don't know why she would do this…"

"I don't know either… I have to look for her. Who knows what happened to her…"

Clary was dragged up into a large house. She was then sat down at a table. The large man turned back into his original form. Valentine. He looked into her eyes and stared.

"You will follow my every whim, you hear me?" He growled through his teeth. Clary nodded.

"Excellent."

Magnus peered at the piece of paper carefully. It had taken him more than ten minutes to read it once. Everyone sat still, not moving a muscle. Finally Magnus stood up from where he was sitting.

"Clary didn't kill herself. She was forced to write this. It explains the bad hand writing. Someone came into the Institute and forced Clary to write a fake suicide note."

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