The night grew darker as a young girl sat on the side the road. Her glowing red hair became increasingly noticeable as taxi's circulated the streets of down town Brooklyn. Years ago she would have been afraid, but now the longing she felt to see the boy she had loved took over her better judgment. In her hands she held the small ring with her families emblem engraved. It meant nothing to her. She knew her father for what he was, she could never be proud to be his daughter.

A shadow darted across the now empty street. Startled she reached into her pocket and pulled out a small silver steel which looked almost translucent as the light from the flickering street lights bounced of it. Holding onto the steel tight, she did not proceed to stand, but just sat watching the road as the footsteps grew closer.

"Clary," said a familiar voice with disgust. It seemed more like it was being spat at her then saying her name. "You are not the person I wished to meet here tonight."

Clary sighed and proceeded to stand up to stare her brother straight in the eyes. "Neither are you, I must say. What is it that you want?" her tone was threatening, but more so was the steel she held between the two. To many this was none of a weapon, but Clary was able to do magnificent things, to cause pain to anyone. Knowing this he took a step back.

"I am here strictly to see your boyfriend Jace, sister. We have some unfinished matters to attend to, but does he know that you have chosen to face me alone tonight"

She thought about the question for longer then she should have. No Jace did not know she was here. But it wasn't as if she had had the chance to tell him. He had left about a month ago, on a quest to find out who he was, after discovering that all who he thought were family were not, on a few occasions. He had become depressed and was making everyone suffer too.
"I can take care of myself," she replied with the same hit of disgust and anger Sebastian had used.

"I do not doubt that young Clary, but as your brother I do not think it is wise for you to hang around the streets by yourself. There are worse things lurking in the dark then me." With the slightest sound of sympathy he turned on his heal and walk away.

"Wait!" Clary couldn't believe she had just said that. It seemed to just slip through her, but she had so many questions. Seb may be her brother, but mean nothing in that sense, but he held the secrets about her fathers past and her future.

"That would not be wise. Creatures are beginning to lurk, talking about the life that Valentine had created for them by being his aly. I am not the only one who will be avenging my father's death. Whilst I will not harm you or our mother, the circle is at fault for the death of their leader, and they will be accounted for."

With that he disappeared without giving Clary time to respond. What did he mean? Her mother was apart of the circle, but why did Sebastian have her well being at heart? After all previously he would have been the one to harm either of them. They weren't the only members in New York though and it was only now that Clary understood why he was truly here.

***

It had been days since Jace had seen any existence from the world he lived in. The demon free lifestyle of the country was relaxing as he journeyed across the land. The more he thought about it, the less it all made sense. Up until a few months ago he was sure of whom he was. He was Jonathan Wayland. Now he was just Jace. He was a Lightwood by heart, but by truth he didn't know what he was.
He envied Clary in this way. Her perspectives of people didn't change, even when she found out that the man she feared was her father. But he was still a monster to her. That same man had raised Jace, and it made him question whether he was more evil than good. And he knew that he could never be happy till he was assured that all the evil his mentor had passed on to him had disappeared.

He wasn't alone on his journey. Clary had sent her best friend Simon to follow closely behind, but keeping enough distance so that he wasn't aware of his follower. But he knew. Instead of lashing out at Simon though, he counted it as a positive, that it anything went wrong, someone would be able to explain to Clary or the lightwoods what had happened. Simon was with his girlfriend Mia. They were the complete opposites, but when fighting together the posed powers greater than any other. It was her distinctive howling in the night that gained Jace the knowledge they were there.

Leaving Clary in New York was the hardest thing he had had to do. She would have fought a war to come with him and as much as he wanted her to, she had to refuse. He did not take his journey too lightly. He may not have a purpose, but he had a destination and that was Change

***

Clary began to race through the streets of Brooklyn and a pace she never believed possible. The church was too far away, she didn't have time enough to make it there and tell the others. It was Luke who she needed now. He was in danger too, but he was also the best when it came to defending himself. The bookshop was locked up for the night, so she had to sneak through the back door, with the key Luke had hidden for her last year as he knew how often it was that she forgot her key.

She had still been living with Luke since her mother had been awake. Her mother had found a small apartment which she used as her art studio, and had proceeded to explain that why her and Luke worked out their differences, she preferred that Clary was safe with him, under the protection of the wolfs.

The house had an eerie smell and the floors seemed to be flooded with a thick black mass that covered that was much denser then water. Clary pulled the witch light out of her pocked and shined it around the room. What she saw shook her and stopped her in her place. In thick red blood the words I'll get you shone from every inch of the wall. It was now that Clary feared for the life of Lucian Graymark. With her steel in one hand, and the ring of her father in the other she ran through the dark streets in search of the help she needed to protect her family.