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Chapter One

Shadows danced along the walls as they moved carefully through the dark abandoned warehouse. Their only light source was from the moon showing overhead in the skylight. Jace stopped ahead of them and motioned for them to come up carefully behind him. Clary, Isabelle, and Alec all crept forward carefully and came to a halt.

"Alright, listen up," Jace whispered. "Alec and I will take the second floor. Isabelle, you and Clary take this floor. Scream if something goes wrong."

Clary and Isabelle both nodded and in an instant, Jace and Alec were out of sight. Isabelle crept forward and put her back up to a wall and glanced around the corner. She jerked her head back quickly and locked eyes with Clary. She gave a nod and then she disappeared around the corner. Clary could feel the adrenaline pumping in her veins as she followed quickly behind her, seraph blade drawn. Her eyes caught sight of the demon Isabelle went after. It looked like a cross between a snake and something drawn out of the pits of hell with four arms and razor sharp fangs. It gave a horrible hissing noise and went right for Isabelle. Clary caught sight of movement out of the corner of her eye and turned.

Coming at her out of the shadows was another demon which looked exactly like the first. It screeched an awful high pitched sound and struck at her, fangs bared. "Gabriel!" Clary yelled and her seraph blade glowed when its name was spoken. The demon backed her into a corner as she struck at it time after time. She cut off one of its arms finally and watched with dismay as it immediately regrew.

"Clary!" Isabelle yelled as the demon that she had been trying to kill bypassed her and went directly for Clary.

Clary watched in horror as both demons were boxing her in, giving her no way for her to escape. Clary slashed at the demons with her sword and she heard the hiss of air as Isabelle took her whip and lashed out at the demons. She cut the head on one and made it give a small scream and turned its head to look at her. Its black eyes were narrowed and swung its snakelike tail at Isabelle, knocking her in the side and making her fall to the floor.

Clary took her blade and swung once more, not aiming for the demons' arms, but this time one of their heads. She slashed with all her strength and was rewarded with a feeling of satisfaction as its head fell to the floor and rolled a short distance before its body and its head turned to ash.

Isabelle got back to her feet as Clary killed the demon and she took her whip and lashed out at the remaining demon cornering Clary at the wall. Her whip locked itself around the demon's head and she jerked her hand back, making its head hit the floor, the demon turning to ash just like the one before.

Clary breathed a sigh of relief and sagged against the wall. She looked up at Isabelle for a moment and opened her mouth to say something but stopped as she brought her hand from her side up in front of her face where she could see it. There was some sort of sticky liquid on her fingers. She furrowed her brow and looked back to Isabelle in time to see the dark-haired girl's expression of shock.

"Clary!" Isabelle exclaimed, rushing toward her.

Before she reached her, however, Clary felt herself slipping down the wall, her vision going back.

"Jace!" Isabelle screamed up at the ceiling, able to see the catwalk up above them, knowing that both boys would be able to hear her with how badly the building echoed.

She brought her witchlight out as she kneeled down next to Clary, holding it so it would illuminate Clary's side. Blood had already soaked through her gear and Clary was pale and clammy. Isabelle looked up as she heard the sound of boots pounding on the metal catwalk above and saw Jace and Alec come into view.

Both boys jumped down, the drop a good 25 feet. Jace landed first in a catlike stance and Alec immediately followed suit, both of them rushing over to where Isabelle was drawing runes on Clary's side next to the wound. It looked like fang marks. Isabelle had never even seen the demon strike Clary, and the red-haired girl had never made a sound or indication that she'd been bitten.

"Shit," Jace swore, rushing over and dropping to his knees beside them. "Clary, wake up," he said, shaking her.

"She's unconscious," Isabelle said impatiently. "The runes aren't healing her either."

"What kind of demon was this…?" Jace murmured.

"Nahari demon," Alec piped up. "Highly poisonous. Once it sets in, you have horrible dreams of your worst nightmares. If it's not treated….the only other outcome is death."

Jace ran a hand through his hair, noting that Alec had apparently gotten ahold of some of Magnus' books. "Let's go," he said, leaning down and scooping Clary up into a bridal hold, rising up. "Alec, contact Magnus and have him meet us at the Institute. Now."

He took off at a run with Clary in his arms, Isabelle on his heels, wrapping her whip around her wrist once again. Alec pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and took off after him.

Alec pushed Magnus' name on his screen and waited. The warlock answered on the second ring. "Hello there, Alexander. How does pot roast sound for dinner tonight?" he asked. "Dessert is...on me," he finished in a pur followed by a chuckle.

"Magnus," Alec said hurriedly. "Meet us at the Institute, Clary's been poisoned."

"By what?" Magnus asked immediately.

"Nahari demon."

"I'm on my way," Magnus said and hung up. Alec knew his boyfriend would be at the Institute when they arrived.

Jace looked down at the girl in his arms and saw the pained expression on her face as she began to whimper and shift around. Her face was deathly pale and a sheen of sweat covered her face and neck. Please, Jace thought desperately, please let her be okay. By the angel, I'll do anything…

An hour later, Clary lay in the infirmary at the Institute, thrashing around on the bed, screaming in horror. Jace stood nearby, his arms crossed over his chest, as tense as ever. His jaw was tight and his eyes were locked on Clary. He couldn't stand seeing her in so much pain.

"That should do it," Magnus said, straightening up from where he was bent over her with a crystal vial in his hands. "That's all I can do. Now we wait."

"Can't you get rid of the effects?" Jace said, tight-lipped. "Look at her. She's in misery. She's being tortured inside her own mind," he continued, his voice rising with each word until he was almost yelling.

Magnus looked at him, unfazed by his tone. "Jace, I stopped her from dying. The effects have to wear off. Be thankful she's alive," he said. "Now, I really need to get going, there's an urgent matter that needs to be taken care of." He walked past Jace and Isabelle and out the door.

"Be right back," Isabelle said suddenly, running after the warlock. "Magnus, wait!" she called, catching up with him down the hallway. "Magnus, something weird happened with the demons at the warehouse," she explained.

Magnus turned to look at her. "Weird? In what way?" he inquired.

Isabelle paused. "The demons…they…attacked her. I mean, of course they did, but they tried to avoid me to get to her. They had her cornered. It was like they were after her for something. They didn't even care about me trying to kill them. They wanted her."

Magnus stared at her for a long moment. "You're sure?"

Isabelle nodded.

Magnus sighed. "I'm sure it was nothing, Isabelle. At any rate, demons are unpredictable at best. Imagine how they are at their worst. Maybe it was the hair. It stands out like a neon rainbow in a thunderstorm."

Isabelle raised her eyebrows at his comparison but just nodded. "Okay. I guess you're right. Maybe I was just imagining things…" she said, more to herself than Magnus. "Thanks," she said before she turned and walked downstairs. She tried her best to convince herself, but she wasn't sure she did a very good job of it.

"Clary," Jace said, his voice strained. He was sitting beside her in a chair, holding tightly to her hand to try to keep her from thrashing around so badly. "Clare c'mon. You're stronger than this. You can get through it.." he continued, his voice becoming a whisper. He brought her hand up and kissed the back of it. Her took his other hand and brushed her hair back from her forehead. He saw the cuts and bruises on his arms and his leg felt sore, but he didn't even bother bringing out his stele to heal himself. His only concern was Clary.

He leaned forward and put his forehead down on the side of her bed next to their hands and before he knew it, he drifted off.

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