This is a sequal series to my previous fic The Broken and Desperate. If you havent read it I recommend reading it first.

"I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity." -Edgar Allen Poe

Kit felt like he was waking from a terrible daze as he sat in one of the classrooms that had been cleared out for testing. He hadn't even remembered getting there or if he got any sleep the night before for that matter. He was definitely not in any shape to take whatever test the Scholomance had set up for its applicants. Not that it mattered now, now that he knew Ty was only planning to apply to use the resources to bring back his sister from the dead. In truth without Ty joining, Kit didn't have any reason to try become a centurion, he was better off flunking and forgetting the whole thing. Maybe then he could return to the L.A. institute and warn Julian what Ty was planning on doing.

Kit watched the other applicants file in and take their seats, most of them he knew from the two years he spent at the academy, a few he didnt recognize.

And then there was Ty.

Kit felt suddenly awake as he watched him walk across the room and take a seat away from him. He was looking as tired as Kit felt, his dark hair sticking out at odd ends like he didn't bother to even look in the mirror. His grey eyes almost hidden, dead set on what was in front of him. Kit felt a terrible yearning come over him for Ty to look over at him. Last night he had told him that he loved him, and Ty had kissed him. They had tried desperately to tangle themselves around one another, reaching for an impossible closeness before it all fell apart. Breaking into pieces before they even had a chance to know what they had.

Look at me.

Look at me, Ty.

It was like waking up from a pleasant dream to have reality crash down around him again as he turned away, clenching his jaw. What was he expecting? He broke any chance he had with him along with his trust when he swore he would prevent him from trying to bring back Livvy. He would be lucky if Ty ever spared him a second glance again. The door closed as the last of the applicants found their seats. Three proctors stood at the front of the room, all of them wearing dark cloaks with the centurion pin proudly displayed on their chest. One of them moved to pass out papers to everyone, while the man in the center cleared his throat, his deep voice calling to everyone's attention.

"This first test as you've undoubtedly realized, will be a written examination testing your knowledge of the Shadowworld. This test will not only have definitive right and wrong answers but also will be testing your comprehension and problems solving. In which case only the best answers of all the applicants will be counted as correct."

Wow, Kit thought, that was harsh. He wasn't really sure what he was expecting, but he definitely hadn't anticipated his answers being compared to someone like Ty. Great, now even if he wanted to he had no chance at joining.

"Now that you know what is expected of you, you may be begin and we will see if any of you has what it takes to move on to the next trial." He finished. Kit stole another glance at Ty who, of course, seemed unfazed, getting to work right away.

Kit looked down at his own test, what was he going to do now? Despite what had happened between them, Ty was serious when he said he would do it on his own without him. He remembered now what Ty had said about the Scholomance having access to resources that he needed. That's right, this is all to bring back Livvy to him. He reminded himself, and there was no way he could stop Ty from doing something stupid like some necromantic ritual if he got into the Scholomance without him. Kit looked down at the first problem on the test.

A draconic demon and a ravener demon set after a Shadowhunter at the same time. The average speed of the ravener demon is 30 mph slower than twice the speed of the draconic demon. What demon would reach the Shadowhunter first and how long would it take if the ravener demon is bent on into consideration the Shadowhunter is wearing an endurance rune.

Kit blinked, he was supposed to answer this? Kit gripped his pen, he couldn't allow himself to fail yet, he had to pass this test. He had to find a way to prevent Ty from getting into the Scholomance, no matter what it takes.

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Kit wasn't surprised that Ty achieved top marks, but he would have been pleased that he had the third highest marks if he wasn't too busy worrying about the next test, and feeling almost drained from the relief that he had ranked high enough to move on. Still he couldn't deny that a part of him wondered if Ty was impressed at all at how far Kit had come in just two years, a very stupid part of him that didn't know his priorities. The proctors had granted them a short break before the remaining applicants were to meet them at the gate of the Academy for the next exam. Kit watched Ty make his way to the entrance hall, probably deciding on getting to the meeting place early. Kit made a move to follow him when someone grabbed his shoulder pulling him back.

Irritated, Kit turned to face whoever had grabbed him his best glare already in place when he looked up to see someone he hadn't expected. His eyebrows flew up in surprise, but his face quickly turned into a scowl once again. Jace Lightwood had pulled him back from the rest of the applicants already heading out to the gate.

"What are you doing here?" He was too tired to summon up the level of patience needed to deal with Jace. A few people around them stopped what they were doing to stare, a few girls were whispering to one another. It was something Kit had learned to expect from the rare visits from Jace he had gotten, he was after all a war hero. And as the girls in his classes liked to remind him, extremely attractive, inviting the comparisons between the two. Which annoyed Kit to no end. Ever since he came to live with the Shadowhunters people had told him he looked like Jace, and as he had gotten older those similarities only increased. He was no longer short and scrawny, even though Jace was still taller, Kit had definitely expanded his muscle mass. He had lost his baby fat, his sharp angles maturing his face. But his eyes were still blue at least.

"Well this might be my last chance to see you off if you and Ty get accepted into the Scholomance." Kit flinched at Ty's name, painfully reminded that no one else knew about what had happened the night before. Jace raised an eyebrow at his reaction.

"Don't worry you can do this, your related to me after all. Besides you didn't make it to the top of your class for nothing." Jace said completely misreading Kit's reaction. Not that that had stopped both Catherine Highsmith and Ty from beating him at the written exam.

"What if no one passes the the test? Will they just fail everyone?" He asked hopefully. Jace just shrugged, but he looked him over, his haughty demeanor changing as he gave him a look that seemed to see right through him. His golden eyes narrowing. Kit wondered if he really did look like the older man, sure they shared a family resemblance, but Kit couldn't really imagine himself looking so...so jace like. It was one of those few moments that reminded Kit that regardless of how ridiculous he usually acted Jace was considered to be one of the best shadowhunters for a reason.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" He looked as if he wanted to say something else, probably that he didn't have to do this just for Ty's sake. But they both knew he would never say that, Jace who would have given up anything for Clary knew he had no place to try to talk Kit out something that involved Ty.

"Yeah, I'm just..I'm just nervous." Kit said, his voice coming out more hoarse then he'd like. Jace looked up to see they were along in the hall now, all the other applicants having already left to the appointed meeting place.

"Well you better go, you don't want to let Ty down by getting disqualified by not even showing up. I think Julian would actually kill you, I'm not even going to lie that guy scares me a bit." Jace turned Kit around thumping him on the back pushing him towards the door. Kit was going to say something sarcastic but felt his throat clamp up and just mechanically started walking down the hall.

Kit felt his heart sink as the reality of what he was planning on doing set in. Letting down Ty was a gross understatement of what he was doing.

But he had made him a promise and he intended on keeping this one.