Hey This XcupcakesroleX, This is a story that Has The Last Hours Character. It's About a girl finding out about the Shadow world her Name is Ella Rose Landon. I know I didn't explained that well. I'm not that good at explaining because I'm just learning about this fanfiction as you are. As the title "The Angle Of Time" implies this is a time travel story. This will have have most of TLH Characters.

These Character's are the main characters:

Ella Rose Landon ( My oc) Age:16

Mason Evan Jackson( My Oc)Age:?

James Herondale (TLH character)Age:17

Matthew Fairchild (TLH character)Age:17

I also Posted this story On Quotev Under the Name Yuri

I just really like The Last Hours characters and got this idea for this fanfiction.

So I hope you like this fanfiction.

I only own my Oc and the plot of this fanfiction, Cassandra Clare owns the rest.

Part1: falling into darkness

"There is darkness inside all of us, though mine is more dangerous than most. Still, we all have it—that part of our soul that is irreparably damaged by the very trials and tribulations of life. We are what we are because of it, or perhaps in spite of it. Some use
it as a shield to hide behind, others as an excuse to do unconscionable things. But, truly, the darkness is simply a piece of the whole, neither good nor evil unless you make it so. It
took a witch, a war, and a voodoo queen to teach me that."
― Jenna Maclaine, Bound By Sin

Chapter 1: The ball

1903 London, Britain

It was one of the greatest nights of my life, well that how it seemed at first. I was finally old enough to attend the party for the adults. It was great until my mother told me who my chaperone was. His name is Mason Evan Jackson and he is the devil himself. He has mess blond hair that looks like he just rolled out of bed, skin as pale as my little sister's porcelain doll, piercing green eye that look like evergreen leaves, he is very tall at least a head over me about 5'11, and he is skinny but somehow muscular. I knew him since the tender age of five and since then he had made my life a living hell. I don't see what other girls see in him really I'll admit that he is handsome but other than that is all he as in my opinion.

That's probably why I don't have lot of lady friends. They always talk about clothes, men, and how I'm so lucky to know Mr. Jackson so well. We were in the carriage on our way to the party. It was a large carriage able to hold about four people. It had red silk seats, it had the smell of magnolias, with windows on both side that was framed by silver that had intricate carvings on them, and the carriage was made out of hickory wood. It was only one of the Jackson's finest carriages they had owned. Just for this occasion we get to take it to the party because this is when I am recognized as an adult. Also I'm introduced to the entire male population. Doesn't that sound fun! Ya not really.

You would think the ride there would be quite; well it was anything but quiet. Mason was just talking about how luck I am to be going to this party and how I should thank him for volunteering to be my chaperone. Ya, right his parents probably made because they think me and mason would make a cute pair. Could they be anymore wrong, I mean seriously! Me and Mason .Oh god, even the mental image and thought was enough to make my whole stomach go into knots . But things didn't go as they wanted because we couldn't stand each other, well that probably just me.

I never know what the man is thinking. He's always so arrogant, sarcastic, and rude. One moment he's being nice the next moment he's being an arrogant jerk. So pretty much he is bipolar jerk who only acts this way with me apparently. I had thought he was like this with everybody until my mom pointed this out to me. "Hello Ella are you even listening to me?" said amused voice, snapping me out of my thoughts and bring me back to the problem at hand getting through the night with mason as my chaperone . "Yes, I heard you were going on about how honored I should be to have you as my company and should make a fool out myself!" I grumbled. He let out a sigh

"That is not even what I said even though you should be honored," I glared daggers at him. He cleared his throat, "my point is you need to calm down. You look like you're about to faint at any moment. Also you need to be on your guard there will most likely be people there who don't think so nicely about your family" Mason is actually being nice to me for once in his life. One what happened to the real Mason and whomever took him, can I ask them to keep him? "Who doesn't think too nicely of my family as you say it," I turned away from the window to look at him in the eyes. "The Black's, the Nightwalker's, and another family I don't know about. But you shouldn't have to worry about them if you stay next to me you will be fine and the night will go smoothly!" I relaxed a little. I could get used to this nice Mason. What? What am I thinking? Mason isn't nice. He'll just come right back and bite right after he calmed you down.

But strangely he never did. The carriage just became very quiet. It must be a big deal if Mason isn't being his arrogant self. A sick queue feeling set in, the feeling I always got when something truly terrible was about to happen. I try to take my mind off of it by looking out the carriage window and focusing on the sound of the horse galloping and the rattling of the carriage. Soon my thoughts were lost to the sound of the carriage, it became soothing. I tried to fight my heavy eyelids but it was no use. Sleep took me into its world of dreams.

I woke up to the gentle shake of the shoulders and to someone calling my name. I slowly open my eyes. At first thing were bit blurry I blink a few times and let my eye adjust. I see the person who woke me up from my slumber. It was Mason. I sit up and took in my surroundings, I see that the sun has set and the moon has risen. "So have we arrived?"

"At the party or is it that you are tired of hearing your own voice?" I raised my eyebrows at him. He snorted "No I never get tired of hearing myself talk. I woke you up because I couldn't stand your snoring it sounds like an elephant going on a rampage!" He was now wearing that smirk that I have seen my whole life. "How rude can't anything nice ever come out of that foul mouth of yours? Also I do not snore and you didn't answer my question!" I retorted. He just chuckled "We are almost there and you might want fix your hair. I think you wouldn't want people to see you like that?" I glared at him and quickly fixed my hair.

Then the carriage came to a stopped and the door open to revealed Edward, our carriage driver. "We have arrived Mr. Jackson and Miss. Landon!"

Mason just nodded as a response and jumped of the carriage and landed gracefully on his feet.

Edward extended his hand to me I accepted It and he helped me down from the carriage. I gave him a small smile and thanked him for driving me and Manson here. Mason offered his arm to me like a gentleman and as a well-mannered lady I took his arm.

As we headed towards the door, "Ella when we get to the party act as if you were my

Fiancee. Don't you look at me like that; I'm only telling you this so some undesirable people don't bother you. After all I am your chaperone and it is my response ability to keep you safe! "I rolled my eyes at him the only reason he is doing this is so none of the ladies bother him. Well even though I detest the idea of this, Mason got a point I don't want strange people around me. "Fine but no kissing that's where I draw the line got it Jackson!"

He just rolls his eyes at me "Of course who would want to kiss you little Rose!" He said in a teasing voice.

As we get to the steps we stop talking and I compose myself so it doesn't look like we were arguing. As we reach the door, the doorman greets us and asks for our name. He checks to see if we're on the guest list and when he found our names he smiles at us. He opens the door and welcomes us to the party. We stepped inside we were welcomed by the light from the candelabra. The house wall had beautiful paintings of forest, waterfall, and other beautiful scenery . They had a red carpet that had interact gold designs that looked like vines. We continued walking until we stopped at the third door. "Here we go" I thought and Mason opens the door and I walk in. He closes the door behind him and our arms are once again linked.

I took in the scenery of the ballroom, It had candelabras everywhere, at the other end of the room were Five large windows that cover the wall, and they also opened up to a grand balcony. A couple feet away was a table filled with fruit, sandwiches, wine, and slices of cake. At the north side of the room were the musicians that were playing music. There were people everywhere some dancing on the dance floor, some are getting food from the table, some at the sides in closed circles talking and laughing. They all seemed be having a good time but I was so overwhelmed my resolve to stay calm shattered.

There were so much people here how people can be laughing and have a good time? Then I felt light reassuring squeeze on my hand. I look up to see Mason giving a small reassuring smile "Don't worry you will be fine! I see some of my friends over there let go!" We start to head toward his friend slowly I started to relax a little. When we got to his friends we were greeted with a hello.

"Hey Mason, who is this lovely lady?" asked a man with sandy blond hair.

"This is Adele Landon My fiancee!" He said without batting an eyelash.

The guy was shocked at first then regained his composure "Congratulations! And my Name is Jack Fray Nice to make your acquaintance!"

"Nice to meet You Mr. Fray!" I said.

"Mason will you please excuse me. "Said Jack and he walked away .Mason turned around to face me and bowed down slightly with his right hand extended to me "Will you dance with me little Rose?" I let out a sign things never change with this man will he always finds a way to tease me. I put my hand in his "I would love to dance!" With that he looked up and grinned at me. He led me to the dance floor and the musician began to play music for the waltzes.

He put his left hand on my hip, I put my right hand on his shoulder, and other hands were intertwined together. We started to dance to the rhythm of the music and I started to have fun.

This reminded me of the time when we were kids and I was just learning how to dance the waltzes. I wasn't any good at it so I kept stepping on his feet and dancing out of rhythm to the music. I remember I would get so frustrated but Mason had stayed polite and patient with me even though I stepped on him. We had kept dancing until I got the hang of it and when I did I jumped up with joy. But that day was the day when I saw his real smile and it was the gentlest smile I had ever seen.

I was actually having fun dancing with Mason. It made me think maybe Mason as my chaperone wasn't so bad after all. I then looked up at his eyes and could tell he was think of the same thing and like that day he gave me his real smile. But little did I Know that peaceful moment would be that last one for a long while.

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