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~Sara

"Clary?" Jonathan gasped.

Clary immediately burst into tears. Jonathan looked up at her. "Is it really that frightening for me to be in your presence?"

"No, Jonathan. I forgive you. I brought you back because I forgave you." Clary said, "Now, let's get you cleaned up and we can go home." She smiled for what seemed like the first time in weeks.

"Not yet. Jonathan has to go on trial." Jace said.

"He's not going on trial if I have any say on this." Clary said firmly, shaking her head no.

"But he's committed unspeakable crimes."

"That was Sebastian."

"How do we know if he's not lying, huh?"

"He's not, and he can hear you." Jonathan mumbled.

"Jonathan must go on trial." Jocelyn said. Clary, Jace and Jocelyn's voices echoed through the dark.

"He's not going to." "Yes he is!" "No he's not!" "He's my son!" They all screamed.

"I'll go on trial." Jonathan said.

"But, Jon-

"Yes, he is." Jace said, "It is the way of the shadowhunters."

Clary started to speak, but Jocelyn covered her mouth. "Clarissa Adele Morgenstern. Portal. Idris."

Clary grumbled behind her mother's hand and drew out her stele.

Idris.

"Are you sure?" Clary asked Jonathan, holding his hand. Jace looked over in concern. What had he done to make Clary so angry at him? She hated Sebastian.

Jia Penhallow and Aline greeted them. "I understand that all of you may have mixed feelings about this, but the citizens of a Idris would never agree to let Sebastian Morgenstern running around the streets. This is necessary." Jia stared. Clary started to protest, but Jace drew her back.

"Jace!" She gasped.

"Later." He grumbled.

"The trial will start immediately. We have been waiting for your arrival." Aline said, gesturing towards a building.

Clary gave Jonathan a nervous smile. They walked in to see a small platform and many Shadowhunters.

"Jonathan Christopher Morgenstern. Please step on the platform as we discuss your fate." By the way, I know nothing about law, so please don't criticize anything I say.

Jonathan walked to the platform. Clary sat down, watching as the consul dictated Jonathan's future.

"Clarissa Adele Morgenstern-Fairchild. Please come to the consul. Will you take the burden of the Mortal Sword?" Jia asked.

Clary nodded, taking the sword in her hands. Anything to help Jonathan.

"Describe Jonathan in the best of your ability, and his crimes."

"I know every single shadowhunter in here will hate me after I say this, but-" Clary took a deep breath. "Jonathan Christopher Morgenstern has committed no crimes."

The crowd murmured. "She can't lie." Aline told her mom.

"As I was saying. He has committed no crimes. It was his demon blood. He's a different person. He's not Sebastian. He's Jonathan. The boy that never actually existed. He's not really my brother in a way. More like a boy made from dreams that never came true. This boy, Jonathan, is actually kind. Sweet. Innocent on all accounts. I don't believe any of you who say he's evil. Because he isn't." Then she let go of the sword, and walked straight back to the crowd.

Jia broke the silence. "Now, may Isabelle Lightwood come up here and take the burden?"

Isabelle walked up. In...tears? "I disagree completely and wholeheartedly with Clarissa. Has she forgotten what Sebastian has done to us?"

"And exactly what is that?" Jia questioned.

"He killed my brother. Many others. Max was 9 years old. Too young to deserve it. This is just ONE personal experience. Think of the thousands of others he killed. Did he ever even give a fuck about it? NO."

"Do you believe Clary that he has changed?"

"No, I don't."

"Thank you, Isabelle. The consul will decide the rest."

Jia talked to the consul. She looked pained. Clary was crying, knowing what was coming next. "Jonathan Christopher Morgenstern. For unspeakable crimes against your own kind, torturing an angel, and kidnapping, you are hereby...sentenced to death."

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~Sara