Chapter 1
Clary's POV
Two years. Two years ago I went into hiding. Two years ago I left everyone, everything, I cared about behind. I've been alone, not letting anyone in, running from everything to do with the Shadow World. And let me tell you, killing demons, hiding from the Clave and downworlders, and keeping a lookout for Sebastian is just plain exhausting. And on top of that I haven't seen my family in, well, two years. They probably think Sebastian was able to hunt me down and killed me. I miss them like crazy. Oh yeah, today's my 18th birthday.
"Happy birthday to me," I sang under my breath.
Jace's POV
"Isabelle, could you please just order Chinese. I'm begging you," cried Alec.
"No! I get to cook dinner, and that's final!"
"Izzy-"
"Could you two shut the hell up for a change?!" I fumed. " I've had enough of your idiotic and childish bickering."
"Sheesh, what's gotten under your skin today?" Alec asked. He looked genuinely confused. How could he not possibly remember what today was? By the look on Isabelle's face she knew.
"Today's her birthday," Izzy breathed.
"Yes, it is. Thank you for stating the obvious, Isabelle. Now, could you guys shut up?!"
"Jace, I –I'm sorry," Alec stuttered. "It totally slipped my mind."
"It's fine," I sighed. "I'm acting a little too strung up, aren't I?"
"You're acting like it's your missing girlfriend's birthday," assured Izzy. "I can't imagine anyone would be any better."
She was wrong, so wrong. If it were Simon missing, Isabelle would have found him already. She would be calm, collected, ready for anything. I, on the other hand, have been torn up and useless. A few months after Clarissa went missing, and almost everyone else had given up on hope, I kept looking. I tried. I tried so hard. But nothing worked. No tracking spells from Magnus could locate her, there was no word from the Clave saying that they'd seen her, everything was quiet. It was so frustrating, feeling like I was useless. My angel is probably already dea-
'Stop, Jace, don't think like that. Clarissa Adele Fray is a fighter. She's still alive out there somewhere,' I thought to myself.
But where?
****************************************Time Skip-3 months later**********************************************************
Clary's POV
I heard the news at a local werewolf bar. I had my hooded black leather jacket on, with the hood up, so at first I wasn't sure I'd heard right.
"You guys hear 'bout that demon population in New York?" said the first werewolf. He was bulky, well-built, with a scar running from the corner of his right eye to his lip. He had silver tinted hair, and the same colored eyes.
"Yeah, it's soaring. The New York Institute are having a whole lot of trouble controlling those pests. I betcha this is Sebastian Morgenstern's doing," stated another werewolf. I shuddered at the name of my psyshopathic brother.
"huh, and what do you wanna bet that his sister is in on it, too," said Scar-face.
"No, I doubt it. I mean, I think that Sebastian is causing this raid to look for Clarissa. Everyone knows she went on the run a couple years ago," a third acknowledged.
"True. but what if Clarissa ran straight to Sebastian. They are siblings after all," accused Scar-face.
"Break it up, guys. And, Anders, you know that I used to be one of Clarissa's close friends. I can tell you for a fact that Clary would never do something like jion her brother."
I almost gasped at the sound of her voice. Maia. What was she doing here?
"You guys know as well as I do that Lucian Graymark would wolf out on y'all just for talking about Clary that way. I don't ever want you to talk about her like that or Luke will be the first to know, and he will NOT be happy," threatened Maia.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever," mumbled Anders.
I felt the rudh of air and shuffle of feet as Maia turned to leave.
"Oh, and about the overrun of demons in New York, they're searching for a certain shadowhunter to help take care of the infestation." and with that said, Maia left.
"You hear about this hunt for a Shadowhunter?" asked Anders
"Yeah, you know, the one who's been traveling around, well, everywhere killing demons?" replied another wolf-man.
I wasn't able to hear the reat of the conversation for I was out the door in seconds, a plan already forming in my mind. I haven't seen my loved ones in New York in years. The Clave is looking for the Shadowhunter that's been traveling around the world, killing off demons in a snap. And I happen to know this shadowhunter very personally. Yeah, it's me.
Alright guys. That's it for today. I really hoped you liked it. I'm new to the whole publishing process. This is actually my first fanfic. I would love love love to get some constructive critisism. Tell me what I did wrong or right. Please comment.
