A/N
I forgot to place an authors note for the prolonged. So you guys know is that this is my first fanfiction. Also that I am sorry for my grammar and spelling. I am writing on my phone for this story so if a part of the sentence dose not make any sense then blame on the auto correct. Now on with the story.
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to Cassandra Clare or I would not be able to wright this because I will be torched by Mags and Iz by a shopping spree with me trying to punch Jace out for not helping me to escape.
Chapter 1
I woke up with a start, why am I dreaming of Jace Herondale. I have been having the same dream for two weeks. Scratch that memory. He saved me from my father. Then left three weeks ago. At least he gotten the Clave to send me to the London Institute I thought. Now I am in London, living with my boyfriend Jordan Kyle.
Now you know my past, let me tell you a little bit of myself. My name is Clarissa Adele Morgenstern. I have curly auburn hair that ends at my waist, green eyes, frekals, also porcelain skin with runes all over my body with many different scars. The main one that anyone can notice is the one that starts on my high cheek bone and ends at my collar bone. I am 16 years turning 17 in three days.
I feel someone's arms wrapped around my hips to see Jordan's face buried in my waist hugging me tightly. I relax into him, before I lie back down I move some hair from his face to kiss the tip of his nose, after the little touch he stirs and I smile lightly then peck his lips that where nice and soft to the touch the way I like them. He stirs more then groggily looks up from my waist to me with still close eyes. He opens one eye so I was met with a hazel orb, he then opens the other so I am face with two hazel orbs framed with dark eyelashes.
"What time is it?" he asks groggily with a tone of huskiness of sleep traced in his voice.
I look over to my alarm clock, well Jordan's, to see the numbers flashing 3:30am. I went to tell him but was met with a fast asleep Jordan. I carefully take his arms off from around my hips to get out. Once out of bed in quickly grabbed my cell phone off of the night stand before sliding out of the bedroom. I unlock my phone to go to contacts so I can call Magnus to come over.
"Hello?" Magnus answered after 3 rings.
"Mags it's Clary. I need to talk to you." I told him.
"Biscuit why do you need to come over at" after a minute stop "3:30 in the bloody morning."
"I will be there in 5 minutes." I then hang up.
I look at what I am wearing that is my pajamas, that consists of a gray camisole and shorts that are little bit higher than mid thigh. I grab my leather jacket that has some burnt parts from the various demon poison. Once on and zip up I then grab Jordan's truck keys while stuffing my feet in my black scuff up combat boots. When out of the apartment building that looks like it will crumble at any moment, and telling Jordan that but he told me that it is as strong as titanium but I know for a fact that my seraph blade can cut through titanium by personal experience. When I got to Jordan's truck that is a chevrolet four wheeler pick up. The truck is full black with silver along the bottom.
I got in and turned the heat to full blast, bloody rain and I have a fucking cold, I thought bitterly. When I finely got to Magus's I noticed a nice black Harley Davidson motorcycle. It looks familiar then I remembered that Jace has a motorcycle just like that. He can't be back from Wales. He said that he was going to be there for five months. I park behind the motorcycle then turned the truck off and took the keys out of the ignition. Once out I quickly go to the door and let myself in to Magus's apparent building which looks like Jordan and I apartment building but it looks that if it went through a demon fight and got hit by a lot of seraph blades that it will survive.
Once I knocked on his door I let myself in with my own set of keys. When I walked in I was faced with a tree log in the middle of the living room. The log was in front of a coffee table with empty cups that had something black that did not look drinkable. On the left there is a open breakfast bar that was in front of a largely spaced kitchen. A little bit on the right was a hallway that has three doors branching of to different bedroom with there own bathrooms. On the far right there is four ceiling to floor windows. After looking at Magnus new design in the room I unzipped my jacket to place it on the log with cushions?
"Clary" someone drawled beside me on the left.
I quickly turned to the left with my jacket flying with me to be face to face or neck with the Jace Herondale. His hair is little bit more longer than before. His skin is more tanned and he has little bit more muscle. He looks like he is 17 and still his six foot nothing, to still tower over my five foot five inches stature. He looks more worn-out then before with circles underneath his eyes and dose not have that arrogant look in his eyes, even though he has his inferring smirk, that I want to slap or more like punch it off.
"Oh, look who it is the Jace Herondale." I say sarcastically. But chose not to smirk.
"You look happy to see me. And thanks for stating the obvious plus you look like shit."
"Oh thanks for noticing," I said sincerely. "More better than my boyfriend." I mumble but of course Jace heard.
"Jordan did not notice that you where not okay, how come do you not look okay?" he ask.
"It's nothing. But I need Magnus. Do you know where he is?"
"He said he has to get ingredients for a potion because he is out of a certain type."
"Thanks and are you alright. How was your visit back home in Wales?" I ask him carefully.
"I do not want to talk about it. So don't ask. I just want to forget what happened."
"What if I tell you how come I do not look okay then you have to tell me what happened in Wales." I said skeptically. But it end up working. Jace placed his façade down so I can notice dark purple circles underneath.
"Fine you tell me first."
"If I tell you first you will not tell me. But Mags will take probably an hour. I had a nightmare, been having them for two weeks now. Magnus has been giving me some potions to keep them at bay but the potion has not worked for three or so days so I turned to whisky, the fairy drug that is silver liquid as in silvermist and doing Jordan. But it only worked for one night."
"Well the potions had stop working when I arrived remember what the silent brothers told you about what we had to do to get the demon metals traces out of you. Potions won't work when I am close to you."
After he told me that I remembered that fateful day.
