Be kind :) Tis my first Fanfic liikkeee EVAR :). hehe
Hope you enjoy ^_^
Disclaimer!! I do not own the characters, hoowwweevveerr I do own this plot-like thing I got goin on :)! haha
Jace was walking. Wandering through the sprawling streets of Idris, searching for something, though he wasn't sure quite what it was. The streets were empty, deserted, and his panic rose. His mind was racing when suddenly there was a crack, like lightning through the air, he spun on his heel and there stood Clary. Relief pounding through his veins he raced towards her. When he ran into an invisible barrier and bounced off and hit the ground, hard. Her expression turned from one of peace, to terror, she fell to the ground writhing in pain, Jace could only lie on the ground unable to move, helpless under her torment as she convulsed. To his horror her face slowly morphed, her red hair seemed to shrink back into her scalp, and her round face turned sharp and angular. After her transformation was complete Valentine stared back at Jace, a wild gleam in his eye. Jace tried to scream and run but he was frozen as if his feet were glued to the ground.
Jace woke in a cold sweat panting and shaking.
He stood and nearly sprinted to Clary's room in the institute a few doors down. He slipped in and laid beside her and wrapped his arms around her. She started and said, "Jace whats wrong?", worry touching her forehead. "I just missed you", Jace said smoothing the pucker between her eyes with his fingertips and brushing his lips across her forehead. She sighed contentedly and rolled to her side and fell asleep.
Clary slept peacefully, her hair slung over her shoulder like a glowing red halo. His eyes began to droop a sleepy smile on his lips, his panic now gone. When a voice shot out from the dark. "Get up slowly and come with me and I won't hurt her". Jace stood slowly and peered into the shadows near Clary hoping to catch a glimpse of who was there. When pain erupted near his forehead and he was out before he could make a sound.
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Clary awoke to sunlight streaming through her window. She rolled over to face Jace, but he was no longer there. She rolled her eyes, Jace did this a lot, disappearing in the middle of the night. Maybe if she was lucky he would be downstairs eating breakfast.
Doubtful. Jace will be Jace.
Sighing she rolled out of bed and stretched and threw on the same t-shirt and jeans she wore the day before. She envisioned Isabelle's disapproving glare at Clary's care for clothes, or lack there of. About to walk out of her room she felt a chill, turning slowly she saw the drapes fluttering in the mid-January breeze. Confused she went to shut the window. Something felt wrong here. She shrugged off her suspicion and walked into the hallway to head to the kitchen, but instead her feet carried her to Jace's room.
She tentatively pushed the door. A strange unfamiliar smell wafted through the doorway. Jace lay sleeping on his bed, sprawled out. Clary walked in and sat by him. Looking at his peaceful face. He was beautiful even in his sleep, and to Clary's frustration his hair was still perfect. But something was off.
"Good Morning", Clary said sweetly.
She leaned to kiss him when his eyes flew open and he nearly rolled off the bed. He leaped to his feet gracefully with his seraph blade in hand.
With a furious look he growled, "Who are you?"
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