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"C'mon Clary!" Jace yelled.

"I'm coming!" She responded trying to keep up with him and her brother, Jonathan. She was trying to keep up with them but they definitely had longer faster legs. It wasn't her fault that they were six and she was five though or that she was remarkably short.

She followed the boys up the steps to the manor house that they were staying in for the summer. None of them knew that Clary and Jonathan's father was only king because he'd murdered hundreds of Down worlders and shadow hunters. They didn't know the reason they were here was that Down worlders had formed a Resistance and were currently sieging Alicante. They only knew that it was fun being here, tucked away in the rolling hills of Idris and that Valentine was home from a circle meeting.

"Daddy!" Clary yelled, jumping high, into Valentine's arms. Valentine hugged her for a moment then set her down to see his sons.

Jace had been living with them as long as Clary could remember. She didn't know why he was here only that he seemed like apart of the family and imposable to remove from them. She watched as her mother walked out of the manor and kissed Valentine and then him and her children inside.

Dinner that night was spaghetti and vodka sauce. Valentine and Jocelyn talked about the Circle meeting while the children talked about their day outside.

"You didn't win the race; I did!" Jonathan growled at Jace.

"Noooooooooooooooo! I won!" Jace disputed.

While it went on for the rest of dinner, Clary stared at her pasta. It was good but she was remembering how jealous she was when Jace was allowed to have his birthday wish but she wasn't. She remembered begging her parents to let her take a spin in the dryer. Needless to say they refused. But Jace got a bath of noodles and Jonathan got a pony.

After dinner Valentine commanded the children went up to bed after notice Clary's yawn and Jonathan's drowsy eyes. No matter how much they insisted they weren't tired as soon as Clary's head hit the pillow she was drifting in an innocent sleep.

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Clary felt herself do a back flip of a rafter. Normally twelve year olds would be wearing a harness but Valentine insisted that all of them get the feel of it. She landed perfectly and spun around to find the approval of her audience.

"Good." Valentine said. His voice was ice cold thought. "Now if only you could do that well in sword fighting you may make a decent Shadow hunter. But you don't seem to care since all you do is paint." Jonathan laughed coldly and Clary felt a warm flush on her cheeks. Jace just watched her calmly. Ever since he'd suffered a defeat in northern part of Idris Valentine had been training them relentlessly. He picked on Clary the most. She had no idea why except that he scowled whenever he saw her now. Jonathan had been acting different too. He wasn't her playful older brother anymore, who had teased her but someone who laughed when Valentine scolded her and frowned when every time she was praised.

For five hours they trained Valentine growling insults at them the entire time. When he finally dismissed them, Clary moved to the stables, to see her horse, Garnet. Gently, she threaded her fingers into Garnets mane she put her head in indent where Garnet's shoulders and neck met.

"You know you're not that bad at swordplay," a voice said from above.
"Jace?" She asked.

"Yeah?"

"Could you help me?"

She saw his head hanging down from the hay loft, his gold hair hanging.

"Sure!"

So he taught her in the horse arena filled with sand. He was a good teacher, explaining exactly how things worked.

And by the end of that month she managed to squeeze a complement out of Valentine. After he'd left she looked at Jace. He grinned.

Hopefully it wasn't too horrible. Also please review if you want me to continue. Yes there is a plot but for right now I'm just getting things set up. Most characters will be in it…. Except for Simon but I'm trying figure out how to incorporate him in there.

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