A/N: This story starts in the middle of City of Bone, it's the morning after the greenhouse, as always read and review, enjoy.
The first thing Clary realized was that she was running from someone… or something.
The inhuman sounds coming from close behind made her doubt the humanity of the creature following her so closely.
"Over here Clary, Hurry!" a female voice called. Clary turned around and searched for the source, her eyes resting on a short girl with blonde curls, standing next to one of the many trees in the seemingly endless forest she was in. Seeing no other option Clary ran to her.
"I can't believe you can see me" the girl said, sounding relieved "It's been so long since you made contact, we were starting to get worried."
Clary stared at the girl in confusion "I'm sorry, you must be mistaking me for someone else."
She began to walk away but the girl grabbed her by the arm. "Clary, it's me Annabeth."
Somewhere deep in her brain something clicked. "I- I still don't know who you are."
Concern crossed Annabeth's features. "He did this to you didn't he?"
"Who?" Clary demanded. Somewhere in the distance they could hear the inhuman shriek of the monster that had been following Clary. "What about that thing? It's going to kill us!"
Annabeth smiled "You make such a bad mortal."
Before Clary could ask her anything else the monster charged into view. It had three heads and seemed to have a reptilian presence about it. She stood, rooted in her spot, staring at the creature that was quickly approaching; somewhere deep in her mind she heard the word Hydra. She had taken a class on Greek mythology in middle school; this was one of the many monsters mentioned.
Clary turned to the blonde girl, hoping she would be of assistance, but she was gone. Panic seized Clary's chest, she was going to die, she looked up and raised her head high, she would at least die with dignity. As the monster drew nearer her resolve grew weaker, the monster was only five feet away, Clary braced her body for an attack and waited….
Clary Fray woke up in her bed room of the institute, gasping for air.
"Having a good dream?" a familiar voice asked she turned her head to see Jace Wayland.
"What are you doing in here?" She demanded; her nerves frayed.
"I came to wake you up, we have to go back to your apartment to find the Mortal cup or were you to busy dreaming of me to remember?" He said the last part with a cocky grin on his face.
"Just get out so I can change." Was all Clary said.
He hesitated by the door "Are you okay?"
Clary didn't look at him "I'm fine" She said, knowing it was a lie. Something was wrong, she just couldn't figure out what it was.
Twenty minutes later they walked out of the institute heading to Clary's apartment. For some reason Clary couldn't think of it as "Home" It felt like she was lying to herself.
Within a half hour they approached the front door of Clary's apartment.
"Do you even know where it is?" Alec mumbled.
Clary cleared her throat "Not really, probably in one of my mom's older paintings."
"Great" Alec mumbled without any enthusiasm.
They entered the building, which was almost black because the skylight was so dirty and the light was still out. They quickly ascended the stairs and Jace stood before the simple wooden door, testing the knob.
"You should invest in a better home security system." He said after walking in through her unlocked front door.
Clary smiled bitterly, biting her tongue, not wanting to say anything she would soon regret.
She began to follow Jace when she saw him stopped in the middle of her living room floor, a Seraph blade drawn. Both Isabelle and Alec drew their blades, standing in front if her, obstructing her view of whatever they deemed a threat.
"Calm down" A male voice said "You act as if I'm going to hurt you or something"
Clary peeked around Isabelles shoulder to see a boy about her age with dark hair, wearing an eye patch.
When he saw her he grinned from ear to ear.
"Well if it isn't the prophecy child herself" He said mockingly.
Something about the words "prophecy child" made everything inside Clary's brain click. Memories came flooding back, almost too many for her to handle.
"Clary?" Jace asked. His voice seemed miles away.
You have to get in control of yourself, she thought. After a moment she regained control of herself. She looked up at the boy and greeted him calmly "Ethan"
Hearing his name made his smile even larger.
"Do you know him?" Jace demanded
Clary looked up at him, a bored expression on her face "sadly"
"Are you alright?" Jace asked, taking her hand.
"Fine" She said curtly.
Ethan smiled "That's cute, who knew you'd have a crush on a shadowhunter, of all things."
Clary's eyes ignited with a passionate hate. "Why don't you crawl down to Tartarus where you belong?" She growled at him.
"I would love to, but seeing as I have a job to do here, I think my homecoming will have to wait."
"And what exactly do you have to do?" She asked cooly
He smiled "You know exactly what I have to do."
Clary balled her hands into fists at her side.
"Listen," Isabelle intervened "I don't know who you are, but you should leave, now."
Ethan's smile widened, if that was even possible. "You have no power over me Shadowhunter."
At that moment Jace lunged at him, narrowly missing his throat with his Seraph blade. Ethan retaliated with with a blow to the back of Jace's head, he let out an indignant shout and attacked again. Clary didn't want to watch any more, she pulled the two boys apart easily.
"That is enough" She growled.
Jace looked at her in shock, Ethan huffed angrily.
"You're no fun"
"Says the boy who plans to kill me" Clary retorted bitterly.
"Wait, what did you just say?" Isabelle demanded, looking confused.
"Nothing" Clary said losing a little of her confidence.
"Why does he want to kill you?" Jace growled, looking murderously at Ethan.
"That one's easy" Ethan said "Go ahead and tell them Clary, tell them what you really are. Tell them that you're not really a mortal; tell them how you're a demigod, and the prophecy child at that."
Clary lunged at him, ripping the pendant from her throat; it turned into a long bronze sword. She aimed directly for his heart, but he dodged, and drove his sword into her abdomen. Laughing all the while.
Clary felt a burning pain, the room began to spin. She looked around as she fell to her knees. She sent a pleading look towards Jace, Isabelle, and Alec.
They didn't budge.
"Please" Clary managed. Alec grabbed Jaces arm and began pulling him out the door, saying "Come on, she's one of them."
What shocked Clary the most was that he followed without a word of protest. Clary looked around, noticing Ethan had vanished. She was alone now, bleeding on the floor of her empty apartment, no one would find her, unless… maybe, just maybe they were coming.
I hope you enjoyed Chapter one of lies, please review or PM me telling me what you think, I don't care if it's positive or negative, I really just want your opinions on my story so I can make it better.