Hey guys! Another story wooooooooooo. OK so this time is different…. IM ACTUALLY GOING TO FINISH THIS ONE! Honestly *sighs* so far I haven't really committed to my stories (don't read them they suck and I never continued them), so this time I make a promise… this story is not going to fail after one chapter… because I've already written 3! Yaya. Anyways please R&R because I love it xx and don't forget that I am aussi e so sorry for any strange material you come across… just ask and I will explain have fun xx

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Prologue

-6 years after the events of City of Lost Souls-

Have you ever looked back on yourself, and laughed at how completely ignorant you must have been? Seen your own smiling face and turned away in disgust.

Longed for times so much simpler than the ones you live in right now.

I have. Every day.

I can still see those days in my past, burned into my mind like I lived them over. I might as well have. I see them in my sleep every night.

After a bad night I find refuge in places that I always knew I would. Years ago, before any of this happened; I would lie in the arms of a golden haired boy.

To this day, I still do. He is my light. My everything. That never changed.

Everything around me did though.

I am Clarissa Fray.

And there is a lot I am going to tell you.

Chapter 1

The crowds of people bustling through New York took no notice of a small redheaded girl cradling an injured arm, as she tried to avoid bumping anyone and inflicting pain. Agitated, Clary decided to give up on walking back to the institute, and pushed her way into an alley so she could make a portal without anyone gaping behind her as she left.

It had been a long day. Clary had awoken early and left for the Institute so she could continue in her Shadowhunter training. With the threat of Jonathan, her psychopath brother, looming like a black cloud over her friends and family, her training had never been taken more seriously.

After an intense session of agility tests with Maryse, Clary had retired to Jace's room and the couple had spent some time just doing normal teenage things. Clary almost felt calm.

That was until Jace was called on by Isabelle to discuss battle plans, in which Clary tagged along. She tried to be as helpful as she could, but found nothing to say, and so Clary did the honourable thing by offering to get everyone coffee from Starbucks.

Now here she was, wincing in pain as she pulled her steele out from her coat, after being crushed against a wall in a brawl with a particularly large and ugly demon. In the end, Clary had come out victorious, but she had landed what was probably a broken collar bone. Even after tracing multiple iratzes, it still hurt like a bitch.

Finally, Clary managed to hastily draw a portal and step through inside the institute walls. Grumbling about the cold, it was around mid-November, and cradling her injured arm, Clary sought out Jace who would undoubtedly help her with anything she wanted after being injured on a coffee run. It was exactly what she needed.

As expected, Jace was outraged to know that Clary had to fight off a demon by herself with minimal training. But he calmed down after Clary assured him she was fine, and had only banged up her collar bone a bit. He frowned at that.

"Let me see then" he remarked. Jace helped Clary out of her heavy coat, making a note to raise an eyebrow when she winced. "Just banged it up huh" he smirked. After Jace made her some tea to warm up, Clary cuddled down into his chest.

Isabelle, Alec, her and Jace were all gathered around the table near the kitchen. Isabelle made a face at Jace and Clary, obviously disapproving of their position; Clary sitting on Jace's lap, her head tucked under his chin. She was still holding her arm where her collar bone throbbed, but was comfortable in her boyfriend's arms.

The night went slowly after that. Not having much to do, the Shadowhunters lounged around; not a common thing for someone like Jace, who liked to be up and moving at all times. So Clary let herself relax and found her mind wandering to scenarios where none of her new life existed. What if she had never bumped into Jace in that club that night?

Stop. She was better off now. Wasn't she? Clary sighed. She couldn't deny that her Shadowhunter life had been hard. Especially the part where her biological father and brother had both turned out like they had. Murderers and worse.

It wasn't something she liked to think about, but it always seemed to be on her mind, seeping through the cracks of the walls Clary had built after she escaped him. At night, when she was laying in the darkness, images would haunt her thoughts, plaguing Clary with fears and nightmares.

Most nights ,and these were always the best nights, Jace would find Clary screaming and his arms would comfort her in the darkness. Together, they would fight the mark Jonathan had left on them both.

She tried to remind herself that she had to be strong, but with the darkness of the night, it was hard to hold on to happy memories. She would be trapped in a haze of dreams and horror where her brother was always haunting her.

His voice would ring through her head. We are alike, you and I, he would say. You are my sister, and you belong to me only.

Clary woke with a start.

"Jace, I'm going out with Izzy!" Clary called through the echoing walls of the Institutes training room. She sighed when no answer came.

Jace was currently training, and as Clary had come to learn, this meant it was not a good time to be a pestering girlfriend. She would have to find ways to entertain herself for the time being, and so she had planned a night out with Isabelle.

"Jace?" Clary called again, losing patience. Crossing and uncrossing her arms for the third time, she gave up. "Let's just go Izzy". Her voice was clearly pissed off.

Izzy looked at her friend with her eyebrows raised. "You sure? I'm not ever really going to be in the mood to deal with 'protective boyfriend' Jace" Isabelle snorted. Clary picked up her car keys off a table in the hall and headed for the door, her hair swinging loose behind her. "Definitely. I really need some girl time anyway."

Izzy grinned. "Thank god. I was hoping for some dirt on Jace. It's in a girl's nature to do some bitching once in a while anyway."

Clary grinned.

Thanks for reading! Ok so for this story, reviews on how the story goes will be welcome, all though keep in mind that I had to plan for it to go somewhere.

This is not just another one of those City of Heavenly Fire fanfics-as you will find out later…

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