"Alright just one more second an….ah yes its ready!" Magnus said as he proudly held up the smoking green vial.

"Big woop. My mom makes smoking green goop every day," Simon said sarcastically from the corner of the room.

"So the vampire is alive," Jace replied smoothly with his signature smirk already in place.

"Oh Jace your constant bout of charm never ceases to amaze me. Maybe later I can give you that sponge bath I promised ."

"Clary can you please tell your downworlder to stop hitting on me? It's on the verge of obsession." Clary laughed and shook her head as the two began to ramble on about how the other was big headed and annoying. Frankly she just wished Magnus would get this over with so they could all go home and go to sleep. Further inspecting the room she saw Isabelle, looking as gorgeous as ever, listening to Magnus explain the potion; Alec was staring off into space, no doubt thinking about how his boyfriend was dressed for the day; while she just stood next to Jace, comfortably positioned under his strong arm, until Magnus broke her out of her trance.

"Let's go, all of you over there in that circle. Hurry up, no time to waste if you want to get home anytime soon," but before they could move an inch Alec held up his hand and gave Magnus a look.

"Before we do anything can you please tell us where this potion will be taking us?" The warlock rolled his eyes and sighed but didn't falter in his explanation.

"Well it's quite simple Alexander. You all will simply stand over there in that circle and let me do the rest." Jace looked skeptical but finally complied as we all slowly sulked over to the makeshift chalk circle in the middle of the room. "If this works right you all should be immediately transferred to the institute."

"And if it doesn't work?" Inquired Simon.

"Well I guess we're about to find out. 1, 2, 3." Suddenly the room blurred out and the air around us seemed to change. It was hard to breathe and in an instant she could see the institutes meeting room in front of her, but it was too early to think Magnus had succeeded in getting the potion right, because suddenly the room sifted and changed into something indefinable. One second they were in the air the next they all were being dropped into what looked like a page ripped out from one of their history books. And as they all looked around they couldn't help but feel that something was off. Every object around seemed old and antique but somehow looked brand new.

"I've never been to a museum before."

"Jace this is no time for your sarcastic comments. We need to find the person who runs this place and see how far away Magnus's potion dropped us. Somebody call him on his phone."

"Alec are you sure we should be going around this person's home without permission?"

"Izzy do you want to know where we are or not?" Glaring she nodded and stormed off with Simon by her side, Alec trailing behind, while Clary just stood there in complete silence. Jace finally realized she was the only one who didn't elaborate on their current situation and took her silence as discomfort.

"Hey are you ok?"

"Yeah I'm fine." She pulled out my phone and began a new message when she saw something wrong with the screen. It had no signal bars, and the server was completely disconnected. That never happened whether you had signal or not. "Uh Jace…..look at the top of my phone." His eyebrows scrunched together as he saw what she was pointing at.

"What the fu…" He quickly stopped his sentence and shot his head up just as new voice popped in.

"We don't take kindly to intruders." They turned around in hopes that it was some lanky teenager they could easily take, but were surprised when they were struck with something different. Here before them stood a tall, built man, with deep sapphire eyes and unruly black hair. He was absolutely gorgeous, and Clary, hating to admit it, just as gorgeous as Jace. The mysterious man looked at each of them, stopping at Clary and raking over her, shooting a seductive smile. Jace glared, not liking the attention he was giving her

"Hey eyes off." He just smiled and took out a blade from his belt, causing Jace to stiffen and reach for his own weapon. While the two began having a stare off Clary had the chance to fully assess the shadowhunter's outfit. The entire thing looked old fashioned, and lacked all the current weapons that she herself had.

"Jace," she whispered, "look at his clothes. I don't think we're just down the street."

"Clary this is not the time." Next thing she knew the man lunged at Jace sending him on his back, but he quickly recovered and took his own shoot. Clary tried to assist him but the two were moving far too fast and she couldn't tell who was who, forcing her to sit back and watch as each caused another's bloodshed, until they both stood back and just stared.

"You're quite good. Who trained you?"

"I could say the same to you, and as to who trained me, well I don't think that's relevant."

"Guys can we please just talk about this like civil Americans?"

"Yes lad let's talk like civil 'Americans." He put his sword away slowly. "Now may I ask what your names are? If you don't mind?" Jace grinned.

"Well I'm Maricio and this is Selma. We ran away from home to get eloped because I knocked her up." Clarly sighed and smacked him in the back of his head.

"What he meant to say is, Hello I'm Jace Lightwood and this is Clary Fray. By the way we didn't run away from home, nor are we getting eloped because he knocked me up." Jace put a hand over his heart in mock hurt.

"A Lightwood? You don't look like them, nor do you act like them. Plus Gabe has never mention you once, an I'm sure he'd brag about you and your skills."

"Who's Gabe?" The man smirked.

"Now I think you're screwing around." Jace furrowed his eyebrows.

"I was adopted in by Maryse and Robert Lightwood? In New York?" He just laughed.

"Are you mad? None of the Lightwood's have left London, nor will they ever leave London. So how about you start telling the truth." Clary grimaced and spoke.

"Would you mind telling us where we are and the date?"

"London, England, and it's November 15, 1878." Jace and Clary both froze.

"Excuse me what?"

"Before we go any further, let me introduce myself. I am Will. Will Herondale."