London, 1878

"By the Angel Will, just let it go."

Will's frown was still plastered on his face, prominent as ever. It was the frown that Tessa loved, the frown that made his nose crinkle and his eyebrows burrow together in frustration. Tessa loved that frown, but what she did not love was how her newly-wedded husband was stomping up the steps of the Institute with his arms crossed like a 5 year-old.

"All I wanted was to say hello, just one hello! But no, Jem, or should I say Brother Zachariah, is not allowed any visitors. Why not! We just got married! He should be able to see his newly-wedded parabatai! Its madness Tess, madness"

"No, what is madness is that you tried to break into the Silent City! Who does that Will?! You know you cant go back there! Honestly Will, we're going to loose the Institute if you keep up these attempts to see him. He came back to tell us goodbye, and he told us we cant see him anymore. It's the law, Will. Its better he's a Silent Brother then him being…"

Tessa stopped herself from saying the word. It had been 6 months since Jem had become a Silent Brother, 6 months since she thought that one of the two loves of her life had left her forever. She can still remember the pain that she felt when Will had told her, it had felt like the part of her hear that had belonged to Jem was on fire, burning her from the inside out. Will was the only on that made her feel whole again after losing him, even though they hadn't really lost him in the first place. Tessa looked at her husband then, he knew what word she was going to say, even when he tried he couldn't say it either. The memory of the pain Jem's death had caused them was too much to bear.

"I know, I know I'm being selfish. Its just," Will stopped, trying to find the words.

"I know." Tessa said, grabbing his hand. Will looked down at her, his brilliant blue eyes even bluer next the almost always gray London sky. She went up on her toes and kissed him, tasting the familiar taste of Will. He bent down and out his arm around her waist, pulling her up so she can put her arms around his shoulders, kissing her with a harder force.

"Shall we go inside Ms. Herondale?" Will said, smirking.

"Only if you promise to never break in to the Silent City again, Mr. Herondale." Tessa replied, returning the same smirk he had been giving her. Will sighed, knowing he had been defeated in the argument, "Fine, but that doesn't mean he cant come here." Will said, laughing.

Tessa laughed and was about to reply when a sudden white light started to appear out of thin air, Tessa thought she was hallucinating until Will said, "Tess, do you see that?"

She did indeed see it, and It was growing, it had now gotten to the size of a carriage. It almost looked like, like one of Henry's Portals, she thought. Just as she opened her mouth to tell Will, the wall of light opened, spitting out four people onto the steps of the Institute, all unconscious.

"By the Angel." Will said, "What was that?"

Tessa hurriedly gathered up her skirts and ran down the steps to the bodies, Will not far behind her. When they approached the bodies, Tessa gasped. They weren't just people, they were Shadowhunters.

Clary felt numb. She remembered flying backward into a grey abyss, hearing the screams of Isabelle and Alec, Jace calling for her, and hearing herself scream for him but no sound coming out. She also remembered seeing it. This white wall coming towards them, threatening it smash them on impact, it came faster and faster. Clary covered her face, ready for the impact, but the impact never came. They went through the wall, falling out the other side onto cold, hard concrete, knocking her unconscious.

"Sir, are you ok? Sir please, do wake up"

Jace slowly opened his eyes, pain shooting through every inch of his body. What had happened? Last thing he remembered, Clary had made the Portal..

Clary.

Jace shot up like a bullet, knocking over the woman that had been over him to the ground.

"I'm sorry." He said quickly, and was on his feet in an instant.

He looked around frantically, finding Clary, Isabelle, and Alec crumpled in a heap right behind him. Relief washed over him, they didn't get separated. Alec was already awake, as was Isabelle, they were looking around their surroundings, confused looks on their faces. Where are we? He thought. The Portal had malfunctioned, he knew that much. So where were they now? He looked at the woman he had knocked over, she was small, with kind gray eyes and long brown hair. There was nothing different about her, except her clothes. She was wearing an old fashioned blue Victorian dress, with the corset and everything. Jace itched to make a sarcastic remark, but fought the urge, he needed to talk to Clary, she must know where they are.

"You're a Shadowhunter."

Jace turned to find the woman he knocked over, staring at him with those big gray eyes. "Yes, I am a Shadowhunter, are you?" He asked, she could see him, which meant that she had the Sight, but couldn't tell if she had marks with her dress covering her.

"No, I'm a warlock." She exclaimed, "My husband is a Shadowhunter, though. Are you all alright? We saw you fall out of that white wall of light, what was that exactly?" She asked. "We were trying to Portal back to New York from Idris, but it seemed to have malfunctioned and had taken us here. Where is here exactly?" Jace had no idea where they were, they seemed to be in some business district, factories were everywhere, filling the already-gray sky with their exhaust.

"You are in London, this is the London Institute, me and my husband run it."

Jace looked at her in confusion, "If you run the Institute, why are you wearing such ridiculous clothes?"

The woman looked taken back, how can she expect him not to ask why she was wearing such old-fashioned clothing? Especially when you run an Institute.

"I beg your pardon, there is nothing wrong with my clothing, in fact, it is the latest fashion in London this year."

This year? This woman must be crazy, he thought, "Do you know what year it is? Cause that definitely is not the latest fashion."

She looked furious now, why is she so angry with him? "Of course I know what year it is! Do you think I'm a fool? It is-"

"Jace! Jace, get over here!" It was Alec, Jace whirled and ran toward him.

"What? What is it?" Alec looked worried, as did Isabelle. "Alec! What is it!" Jace said, anxious.

"Its Clary," he said " she's not waking up."

Will knew immediately that these people were Shadowhunters. The all-black leather gear and loud clang of seraph blades came all too familiar to him. What he also knew was that what they had fallen out of was a Portal, Will recognized the warm white light. There were four of them. Two girls, one with long black hair and legs that were probably just as long as his, and the other shorter, with red hair, curling down her back. Will couldn't help but think of Henry with his crazy red hair, never under control, he wondered if they were related. The other two Shadowhunters were boys, both looked around eighteen or nineteen, one with raven black hair and the other with hair the colour of gold. All four of them lay unconscious on the steps of the Institute, leaving Will with one question, What the bloody hell was that? He took off in an instant, running over to the unconscious warriors. One of the boys, the one with dark hair, was already awake, rolling over to his side groggily.

"Are you alright?" Will asked. The boy turned to look at him, and they both gasped. They looked exactly alike, both having raven black hair and startlingly blue eyes. Will had never met anyone else in his entire lifetime who's eyes were even close to being as blue as his.

"I think so, what happened?" the boy said, clearly having forgotten how he had gotten here. "You and your friends fell out of a Portal, where did you come from?"

The second Will finished his sentence, the boy lost all colour to his face, clearly remembering how they had gotten here. "By the Angel," he said, "Isabelle, where's Isabelle?" the boy was looking around frantically, finally relaxing as his eyes came down on the girl with black hair, who was opening her eyes slowly. "Alec?" she said, "Alec, where are you?" . So that was his name, Will thought to himself. Alec looked so familiar, like he was a distant ancestor.

"Alec, something went wrong with the Portal," the girl, Isabelle, said "I remember Clary seeing Clary reach for her stele right when we started to get sucked back, she must have been trying to fix it."

"Sucked back?" Will said, more confused than ever "You were flying through a Portal, and got sucked back?

Will heard Alec swear under his breath, he was muttering. Will could barely make out what he was saying. "…Magnus said something…" "….Portal runes defecting…" "…back in time…"

"Wait," Alec said abruptly, "what year is it?"

Will looked at Alec, How could this boy not know what year it is?, he thought.

"You don't know?" Will said, "Its 1878."

Thank you so much for reading! I will try to get the next chapter up as soon as possible, I haven't been able to write a lot recently due to school and other stories I am writing as well, which I hope will all be up soon. Please feel free to leave a review, I am new to the site so some reviews would be amazing! Thanks again for reading, and I will try to get Chapter 2 up as soon as possible! :)