OCs from What If She Was
Brooke Ravenwalker/Mckenzie Silverwood
-when Clary was Skylar, she had an older sister who was very close with her and was dating Jace. The two were parabatai. After Brooke (Mckenzie) gained back her memories, she remembered that Adrian (Miles) was really her childhood friend, and discovered that she loved him. The two got married in the epilogue of What If She Was.
Adrian Foxwright/Miles Stormwell
-Adrian (Miles) was Skylar's (Clary's) boyfriend and next door neighbor in What If She Was. He was older brother to Thea (Lydia). After he gained back his memories, he remembered that Thea (Lydia) really was his sister, and that he was childhood friends with Brooke (Mckenzie). He realized he was in love with her, and in the epilogue of What If She Was, they got married.
Thea Foxwright/Lydia Stormwell
-Thea (Lydia) both thought she was the younger sister of Adrian (Miles), and actually was. She was close with her next door neighbors, the Ravenwalkers, and had a crush on the eldest, Aaron (Ralph). After they gained back their memories, Ralph revealed to Thea (Lydia) that he had feelings for her, and despite their age gap, the two got together.
Aaron Ravenwalker/Ralph Nightshade
-Aaron (Ralph) was Skylar (Clary) and Brooke's (Mckenzie's) older brother. When he gained back his memories, he realized that he had no family left, and the only thing he was sure of was his feelings for who he thought was his sister's boyfriend's little sister, Thea (Lydia). They got together.
Veronica Foxwright/Hana Winterfire/Hana Nightfair
-Hana was behind the entire memory operation. She hired the warlock to change their memories, and kidnapped all of them. She never told anyone why she did it. Hana also believed she was the last remaining member of the Circle, and was nearly killed by Alec. After she was believed to be dead, she was really saved by more Circle members, and only Magnus knew she lived.
Chapter Song:
Go Outside - Cults
Spring, 2030
Manhattan, NY, USA
Clary was walking on the beach in Redondo. She came back here occasionally, just because the memories in her mind- even though they weren't hers- loved this place. Changing back to Clary felt more like absorbing Skylar rather than getting rid of her. All of Clary's Shadowhunter training had come from Sky's memories, and the fact that she took comfort in this small town on the beach, that was Sky, too.
The ocean was calm, and reflected the sunset's lights back like a mirror, coloring the sky pink, orange, purple...
Clary walked across the shoreline, her bare feet leaving footprints in the damp sand. There was a girl standing just ahead. facing the sunset as the salty wind blew her bright red curls out of her freckled face.
"... Hello?" Clary said, cautiously approaching her.
The girl turned to face Clary and smiled, revealing the fact that her eyes were gold, like Jace's.
Clary stopped in her tracks, about five feet from this girl, and gasped. She knew who this was. Katherine Marie.
"Where have you been, Mom?" The girl asked. "I've missed you."
Clary sat up in bed with a gasp. Immediately, her hand went over her mouth, and her eyes squeezed shut, fighting off the inevitable tears.
"Clary?" Jace said gently, sitting up beside her.
Clary choked out a sob, letting herself fall into his chest.
Jace's arms went around her automatically. "Clary, what's wrong?"
Clary tried to stop crying, but she couldn't. She just couldn't. It had been sixteen years since her baby had died, and even though Clary had more kids, she would never get over that. Not ever.
"Clary, why are you crying?" Jace asked her gently, murmuring the question into her hair.
Clary sniffed, trying to calm herself, but her words came out in a sob. "Katherine Marie."
At this, Jace was silent. She felt him swallow, and it took him several seconds to respond. "I'm sorry, Baby." He kissed the top of her head. "I miss her, too."
Spring, 2030
Manhattan, NY, USA
Fourteen-year-old Kate Lightwood watched her best friend, Jonah Nightshade slowly stir his decaf coffee with his teaspoon. It was a habit of his; one that she'd seen often whenever he was thinking about something.
Kate and Jonah had been best friends ever since they were babies. Kate's mother, Clary, had told her that her and Jonah would put their heads together whenever they were set next to each other when they were only months old. It was a story Kate liked to hear, and that Jonah would blush at.
Kate rested her elbows on the table, watching Jonah studying the Codex. Poor Jonah had read that thing dozens of times, but still had a hard time remembering.
Kate sometimes felt bad for Jonah, since he struggled so hard to try and be a good Shadowhunter, and it had always come naturally to Kate. She'd offered to tutor Jonah in the past, but he didn't like that idea much.
"Jonah?" Kate said, looking at her best friend's chocolate-colored hair. How she envied him and his sister for having such nice hair. Kate's hair was a bright red that looked good on her mother, but wasn't specifically nice on her.
"Hm?" Jonah didn't look up from his codex.
Kate rolled her eyes, and kicked him in the shin beneath the table.
Jonah jumped, looking up at her. "Ow!"
"Can we go out? I'm bored."
Jonah sighed. "... Fine." Jonah folded the corner of the page he was reading, and close his codex. "Where do you want to go?"
Kate tucked her straight, short hair behind her left ear, already having a place in mind. "Taki's?"
Jonah looked at her for a long second, then nodded, giving in to her, like he always did. "Alright. Taki's it is."
Kate grinned, jumping out of her chair and taking her stele out of the waistband of her jeans. She walked up to the wall, and saw the portal rune flash in front of her eyes. She drew it on the wall, and watched as it swirled and shifted into a portal.
"Where are you two going?" Jonah's mother asked as she walked in.
Kate turned and smiled at her. "Hey, Lydia."
Lydia tucked her black hair behind her ear and smiled back. Her small baby bump was just beginning to show, and her fitted shirt emphasized it.
"We're going to Taki's." Kate grinned.
Jonah's honey-brown eyes took in Kate's grin, and he shook his head fondly.
Lydia chuckled. "Alright you two. Be back before seven."
"Can do!" Kate grabbed Jonah's arm, and hauled him through the portal.
Kate was well-used to the strange feeling you got when you portaled. She used her gift to allow her to portal herself everywhere, do to impatience.
When she came out the other side, she took in the cold nip in the Spring air, and shivered. She was in a tank top and jeans, and now she wished she would've brought a jacket.
"Woah." Jonah shook his head. No matter how many times Kate dragged him places, he couldn't get used to the portals. He shook his head and blinked. "You've got to stop doing that, Kate."
Kate rolled her eyes. Another cold breeze came through the city, blowing Kate's short, red hair out of her face, and Kate shivered once more. The people walking past them on the sidewalk glanced at Kate, the look in their eyes conveying that they thought she was crazy, but she was quickly forgotten.
"We should go inside before you get sick," said Jonah, wrapping his arm around Kate's shoulders. He was in a sweatshirt, so he was perfectly warm.
Kate smiled at him. In general, Jonah wasn't a very affectionate person. He was always different with Kate. That's why she wanted him as her parabatai. He'd never been fond of the idea, however. Kate wondered why.
They walked through the front doors of Taki's, and the warm air inside was pleasant on Kate's goose-bump-covered skin.
"Welcome to Taki's," a waitress with wings chirped. She must be new; Kate wasn't sure she'd seen her before. She looked back and forth between the two, eyes lingering on Jonah's arm wrapped around Kate. "Table for two?"
Jonah's warm arm released Kate, and she felt cool again, but comfortable. "Yeah," said Jonah.
They followed the waitress to a booth, and took their menus and she left.
"What are you going to get?" Kate asked, glancing over her menu. She already knew what she was getting, and didn't have to see the menu.
"Uh..." Jonah read carefully over the menu. "Probably a pear pie or something. You?"
"Pancakes and a strawberry milkshake." Kate smiled, setting down her menu. "Can we talk?"
Jonah set down his menu. "About what?"
Kate bit her bottom lip, her green eyes tilting slightly upward to look at him. This was the look she gave Jonah when she wanted something, and by the look on Jonah's face, he knew something was coming.
"... Do you-"
"Not the parabatai thing again." Jonah sighed, running his golden-bronze fingers through his chocolate-colored hair. His fingers were on the shorter side, like his mother's, so whenever Kate put her hand up to his, her fingers were longer, since she'd gotten her mother's artist fingers.
"Why?" Kate asked. He always got strange when she brought this up, but she really wanted him to be her parabatai. "Why won't you be bound to me?"
Jonah's honey-brown eyes met her's briefly, as if he were searching them. "... It's not that I don't..." he trailed off, looking down. Kate knew what Jonah was going to say. Jonah was very closed off, but Kate could always read him. "... It's not that you're not-"
"Don't worry, I won't pull that card," she reassured him.
He glanced up at her. "This time."
Kate giggled. It was a bit of a habit to play at Jonah's weak point, accusing him of not caring about her.
The waitress came back, a notepad in her pale hands. "Are you ready to order?" She was younger than a lot of others Kate had seen, with her ash-blonde braids, and her tiny wings.
"Yeah," said Jonah, handing her the menus. "One slice of pear pie, coconut pancakes, and one strawberry milkshake."
Kate smiled, unable to help it.
The waitress smiled at him, a bit flirtatiously. This made Kate's smile drop.
Jonah was only fourteen, but he looked like he could be fifteen. Kate, on the other hand, looked thirteen, maybe twelve.
"Coming right up," she said, taking the menus, and walking away.
Kate tried not to say anything more on the subject of parabatais, but she couldn't help it. "Do you have your eye on someone else?"
Jonah sighed, looking down at his uneven fingernails in his lap. "Kate... can we drop it?"
Kate sighed, resting her chin on her fist. "Fine."
As usual, Hana had been gone when Kat woke up. This was what was expected, so it was no problem that Kat was leaving the house to meet a boy. That was something Hana would strongly disapprove of, specifically because the boy knew Kat's real name. Not many people did.
For some unknown reason, Kat felt she could trust Tony, and she hadn't felt that with anyone before- not really.
Kat waited outside the Roman Cafe she'd agreed to meet Tony at, leaning against the brick wall and watching both locals and tourists pour in and out. The air was fresh with the scent of their coffee and pastries, mixed with the scent on oncoming rain, which Kat had been expecting since she looked out her bedroom window that morning.
Kat's golden eyes scanned the area for Tony, who she was expecting any second now. He was exactly three minutes late, and Kat had been six minutes early. She'd given herself a little extra time to find the cafe, though she hadn't ended up needing it. She knew the area better than she knew she did,
Finally, her eyes landed on a figure in the distance who looked confused, turning about and searching. Kat couldn't help but smile a little. He looked kind of cute like that; hands running thought his light blonde curls, messing them up, and his freckled face full of confusion.
When his pale green eyes finally landed on the cafe, it didn't take them more than a few seconds to land on Kat. He took his hands down from his hair and stuffed them sheepishly into his pockets as he headed over.
"Took you long enough," said Kat, sounding more serious than she actually was. She gave a slight smile.
"Sorry about that," Tony said, having to look down slightly to meet her eyes. "I went the wrong way."
"It's fine," said Kat. "So did you want coffee then?"
"Yes!" he said. "After you."
Kat turned and walked into the coffee shop, letting the delicious scents embrace her.
Clary woke up the next morning feeling better. Jace's arms were wrapped around her, and he was still fast asleep. Even now, when they were in their thirties, Clary still liked to watch Jace's face while he slept.
Although he still looked a lot younger than he actually was, he looked even younger on sleep, with his face relaxed, and his lips parted. He needed a shave, Clary noticed. He had a bit of golden stubble along his jawline, which somehow added to his attractiveness.
"Are you watching me sleep again, Clarissa?" He asked, eyes still closed.
Clary jumped, making a small sound of surprise. A smile broke across both their faces, and Jace's golden eyes opened.
"You scared me." Clary giggled.
"Sorry." Jace kissed Clary's nose, and pulled her body flush against his. "Morning, Love."
"Morning."
Jace shifted his head down so his lips met her's, and they kissed.
"I need to shower," Clary murmured against his lips.
Three kisses later, Jace responded. "Can I join you?"
Clary giggled again.
"I'll take that as a yes," Jace said, a smirk appearing on his perfect, kissable lips.
"Yes," Clary said, barely noticing that her phone was buzzing.
Jace's eyes darted towards the nightstand, seeing her cellphone moving across the wooden surface. "You gonna get that?"
Clary looked over at the nightstand, sweeping aside her mess of copper curls before army crawling across the bed to grab her cell.
Across the cell phone screen was a picture of Clary and Mckenzie together, smiling. Clary tapped the answer button and put the phone to her ear. "How's Rome?" Clary smiled.
"It's beautiful here!" Mckenzie said, sounding excited. "I didn't wake you up, did I?"
"Not at all," said Clary. "Glad you're having fun."
Jace crawled up behind Clary and kissed between her shoulder blades. She held back another giggle.
"Yeah," said Mckenzie. "You know Tony met a girl, too."
Clary raised her eyebrows, trying to listen to Mckenzie right now and not be distracted by Jace's kisses. "Really?"
"Yeah. Pretty redhead Shadowhunter girl. She reminded me of you, so I thought I'd call."
Clary smiled. Jace lifted the back of her shirt and began kissing along her spine, which made a giggle slip out. She couldn't help it.
"Uh oh." Mckenzie laughed. "I know that laugh. Tell Jace I said hi."
Clary blushed, embarrassed. "I will."
"Talk to you later, Clary," Mckenzie said. "Bye."
"Bye." Clary hung up and rolled over onto her back to look at Jace, who had a cheeky grin.
"So," he said, "how about that shower?"
"Looks like a storm is coming," Tony said, looking out the cafe's window as the thick, dark clouds rolled in.
Kat followed his gaze, her hands wrapped around her half empty coffee mug. "You like the rain?"
"Depends on how strong my immune system is."
Kat looked at him, raising an eyebrow slightly. His curls were still slightly messed up, but it looked kind of good on him, which seemed odd to her.
He turned to look at her again, looking embarrassed as soon as he saw her expression. "You know... so I don't catch a cold or something..." he rubbed the back of his neck. "Sorry, that was incredibly idiotic sounding."
Kat let out a soft laugh. "A little, but that made it funny."
He chuckled nervously and blushed a bit. It wasn't often where Kat had seen guys blush. It was interesting to her.
"So where are you from again?" she asked, bringing her mug to her lips to take a sip of her coffee. There was a subtle mark on the rim of the cup from her lip balm.
"Manhattan, New York," Tony said. "I've lived at the Institute there since I was eight."
Kat nodded. "I've always wanted to go there. I've pretty much been everywhere else twice."
"That sounds nice." Tony smiled a touch. "I'd love to travel all the time if I could."
"It's not all it's cracked up to be." Kat set her mug back down. "It gets lonely after a while. You almost never see the same people twice."
"Why don't you settle down?" Tony asked curiously.
Kat shrugged. "It's my mother's choice. It's complicated."
"I'm all ears if you'd like to explain," he said.
Kat thought a moment on whether or not to tell him anything, and decided a basic version of the truth would do. "My mother has trust issues. Staying in one place too long makes her nervous, so we move around quite a lot. She likes it better this way."
"And you don't?" there was soft, genuine curiosity in his eyes. This was something Kat had rarely seen in men, or people at all. Perhaps she'd never seen it even directed towards her.
"It's alright," she said. "But like I said, it gets lonely. Everywhere you go, you start over."
Tony rested his wrists on the edge of the cafe table. She could see that his exposed arms had a good amount of muscle on them, which was expected for a Shadowhunter.
"Maybe you can come to Manhattan sometime," he said. "You know me. I'd most likely be there. I'm somewhat familiar now."
This was actually something Kat had always wanted to hear, which unexpectedly made her smile. Her smile seemed to make Tony relax slightly. "I'd like that," said Kat. It was in that moment Kat decided she liked Tony- enough to see him again. "I'll write you, maybe come by one day."
Tony smiled. "I'll be waiting."
Hey everyone!
I know I say this every time I post something, but I'm sorry it's taken so long to update. I really am.
Thanks everyone for the support this story has gotten so far! I'm very excited to finish writing it, and I've got lots of exciting ideas. That doesn't mean I can't use more though! If anyone has any suggestions, ideas, theories, etc., I'd LOVE to hear them! It really brightens my day :)
So what'd you guys think? I'm working on introducing the characters right now, what do you think of Kate and Jonah?
Lots of love to you all!
-WP
