Hi guys! This story is basically a background story to Dear Clary. If you haven't read it, I would recommend checking it out or at-least my intro for chapter one (just for basic understanding) and chapter two. This chapter isn't great but you have to start somewhere! Anyway, thanks for reading and enjoy!
**All credits to Cassandra Clare
Isabelle walked hurriedly down 54th Avenue. The bitter morning air stung her cheeks and made her fingers throb, but she felt good. Winter was her favorite season, and it had been so for her whole life. She loved the feeling of the chilly air on the back of her neck as it blew her hair around her like a tornado. She liked sleeping in a pile of blankets and waking up to the steady beat of the pitter-patter on her bedroom window. But today she felt exceptionally well. It was barely 9 o'clock but her eyes gleamed with a sort of nervous excitement and a small smile tugged at her rosy lips. She had woken to an urgent Alec on the phone, insisting that she come meet him at Magnus' immediately. When she asked why, he had hesitated and she knew right away what he needed her for. Clary. He must have changed his mind. Why, Isabelle did not yet know. It hardly mattered. Alec had come around just like Izzy had hoped, and that was very good news.
Less than an hour later, she sat beside Alec on the plush, velvet sofa. He hadn't said a word since she arrived and it was making her nervous. "Alec!" She said snapping her long polished fingers in front of his eyes. "I don't have all day." He turned to look at her distractedly "It's just... I don't understand. She...was...gone." He muttered quietly. "She went up the stairs... and never came back down, it's just... not possible." he finished, his sentence hanging in the air like an unanswerable question. Isabelle tilted her head to look at him, a gentle smile forming on her lips "Our whole world is based of the impossible, Alec. It's who we are." Alec sighed then shook his head "I know, I know. Still this, this isn't normal, not even for us." He stood and started pacing the living room.
Back and forth.
Back and forth.
Back and forth until Isabelle couldn't take it anymore. "Alec, what happened?!" He stopped and turned to face her. He looked up slowly at the chandelier glistening above them then back down at Izzy. Then quietly, with his voice raw and confused "I saw her. Just like you did. And it was her, no question about it. She even had her runes and everything.I just... I don't get it. Where has she been? And what in hell happened?" Isabelle stood and walked to her brother, taking his hand in her own. "I don't know. Right now it's not so important. We need to find her. Something really strange is happening and I don't think we have so much time..." She squeezed his hand softly " We should go straight to the institute. Tell Jace-" "No! No, are you crazy?" His eyes finally focusing on Isabelle."We don't tell Jace until we are certain. Same for Simon. The things Jace would do if he thought she might be out there. And Izzy, what if she isn't? We can't do that to Jace, not again." Isabelle took a slow, steady breath. "He'll find out you know. I've seen her, you've seen her, it's just a matter of time-" "Izzy, NO." He said taking his hand out of hers "We are not telling Jace anything, anything until we know 100 percent that she is alive." She opened her mouth to protest, but Alec was quicker. "You don't feel what I feel. I feel his pain everyday. I feel this, this heaviness in my chest almost every morning like I'm drowning. I will not, I WILL NOT let you make things worse for Jace, no matter how helpful or smart or...whatever, you think he is." He was right, she knew he was right but it still felt wrong to her. But, she squeezed her fists and slowly exhaled, "All right, big bro. It's me and you."