Alright here is the next chapter! Thanks for all the new story followers and I reposed chapter 2 with the fixed name! Hope you like what I'm doing with this story, and I can't wait for more reviews from you guys!

Clary POV

After Jace had explained who Michael was to Alec and Isabelle we all decided to start training early, but Clary was getting the feeling that Jace want to blow off some steam after everything that had transpired.

After Isabelle had left, Clary gave up on trying to have a moment with Jace, and got off of the bed, grabbing her gear and walked into the bathroom while Jace leafed through her sketch pad. Once she had finished getting dressed, Jace and Clary were planning on heading to the workout room, but got a little held up with the whole Michael thing.

"He shouldn't't even be real." Jace grumbled as he jabbed his practice sword at Alec, he dodged and looked for higher ground on the dagger table.

"But he is and now we have to allow him to stay here. Clave rules." Alec replied, shuffling his feet as he knocked daggers off the table. "You're just going to learn how to live with him."

"He is trying to steal my girlfriend." Jace shouted cutting hard down on Alec, who narrowly missed the attack, but hit the table instead.

"Guys!" Isabelle shouted from across the room. "Get off the table! It's Mahogany!" Alec turned to Isabel, and Jace knock him on his back on the table, and held the practice sword to his throat.

"It's ok, I have defeated him anyway." Jace stated. He was hardly panting , while Alec was panting. "Perks of angel blood."

Clary shook her head and backed away from the bows and arrows that she was practicing with and walked over to Isabelle where she was just coiling up her bracelet whip. She was going to see if Isabelle wanted to spar when Michael walked into the room. He was wearing different gear, more flexible and modern than what he was previously wearing.

Michael's eyes caught on Clary for a moment, seeming to glint, then turned to Jace. He grabbed a sparring blade and Jace turned from Alec.

"How about a match?" Michael asked examining the sparing blade then looked at Jace. "See if you can beat me."

"Jace is the best fighter out of all of us." Alec stated getting off the dagger table, and bending down to collect the blades that had fallen on the floor. "I doubt you will be able to beat him easily

"I'll have to decide that for myself." Michael replied "But lets make things more interesting shall we."

"What do you have in mind." Jace started rolling his eyes.

"I win and I get a date with Clary, but if you win you get a favor from me." Michael stated looking over to Clary.

"Alright I'm game, but just to let you know you're going to lose." a cocky smile spreading across his lips.

"Do I get a say in any of this?" Clary interjected and both Jace and Michael glared at her and replied in unison.

"NO!"

Clary rolled her eyes and walked to the dagger table and helped Alec who seemed to be struggling to get all the blades, while Jace and Michael sized each other up.

Jace was the first to move, sprinting forward and then jabbed the practice blade forward. Michael sidestepped Jace's attack, and slighted him on the side with his practice blade. This went on for about ten minutes before Jace was exhausted and Michael was smiling.

"Ready to give up yet?" Michael taunted as Jace turned on him again.

"In...Your...dreams." Jace retorted through pants. Michael sighed and waited for Jace to come again, but this time, shout out his arm as Jace sprinted past, and Jace doubled over in pain, dropping his sword. Michael held the blade up to Jace's neck, and grinned.

"I must be dreaming then, because it seem that I have won." Michael stated and offered his hand to Jace, but he rolled over and got to his feet on his own.

Clary watched Michael set the blade down and quickly close the gap between himself and Clary. She didn't want to say she was impressed, but really she had never met a soul- beside her own brother- who could beat Jace. Even grown Shadow Hunters couldn't take him down, yet Michael didn't even break a sweat.

"And I'll see you later tonight." Michael spoke softly, caressing Clary's face, then left the training room. Isabelle scoffed and Alec turned to Jace who was fuming from the opposite side of the room. This was going to be a long day.

Jace POV

Jace was miserable; absolutely one hundred percent miserable.

He had never lost in a match against another Shadow Hunter- excluding Jonathan Christopher Morgenstern for obvious reasons- but then Michael stepped in and ruined everything. He wasn't even real, he couldn't't be.

Jace had read that book more times than he could count, and this Michael Nightvale was the same exact man who was from those pages. Same appearance, same strength and agility, and now that Jace thought harder about it, the same kind of attitude. Where the hell did this guy come from, Jace wondered silently in his room.

A knock sounded on his door, and Clary poked her head inside, her long curly red hair falling lightly on her shoulders. A smile played on his lips- no matter what Clary always seemed to make him smile- but her face seem sad when she walked inside and closed the door behind her.

"Are you ok?" Clary asked walking over to sit next to Jace.

I had almost forgotten.

"Yeah… I'm fine, just some man from my story book came to life, beat me in a fight, and is about to go on a date with my girlfriend." Jace stated sarcastically. "Everything is just mangoes."

"You know I don't like him like that. Michael just thinks I am someone else." Clary stated lacing her hands through Jace's fingers. "As soon as he figures out that I'm not Kira, then things will relax."

"Are you really so sure he will back down so easily." Jace retorted, and then looked at Clary, taking her face in his hand. "I even I am struggling to not kiss you right now."

"Oh, and what's stopping you." Clary toyed and bit her lips to hide her smile.

Jace shrugged. "Good question."

Jace lifted Clary on to his lap, her legs straddling him, and his lips collided with Clary's. Her lips were familiar, like mint and tea, and he could feel her smile in between kisses. Jace pulled her closer and opened his mouth for Clary, and she obliged, leaning in closer to Jace until she was ontop of him, but being Jace, her rolled over on top of her. Clary broke from their kiss and gave him a pouty face at him.

"What?" Jace laughed and Clary eyed the door.

"You should lock that." Clary stated then looked back at Jace.

Jace raised an eyebrow at her, and she gave him an envious glance before lightly hitting him on the shoulder.

"So are you just going to sit on top of me or…" Clary voice trailed off.

"I didn't think that you were ready after yesterday." Jace stated getting off of her, and then walked towards the door.

"I never said that," Clary defended. "I just didn't wasn't Isabelle to walk in like she almost did."

"Whatever." Jace smiled setting his hand on the door just as it shot open. Could this day get any worse.

"Where is Ki- Clary?" Michael asked, attempting to walk into the room. Jace's arm shot out and blocked the view of the room with his body.

"I don't know." Jace shot back "But since she is so important to you, why don't you know?"

Michael was clearly angry, but it was mostly hidden by his cool exterior. "I haven't been in the institute all that long, so I was unsure where she might be."

"Try asking the cat."

"I did."

Jace looked down and saw that church was sitting by Jace's room looking rather bored at their conversation, and Jace couldn't help but feel slightly betrayed by the cat. Clary walked up behind Jace, and Michael's eyes light up as he caught sight of her.

"Hey Michael." Clary stated with a half smile towards Jace. Jace turned towards Michael, shooting daggers at the tangible fiction paradox that was ruining his life, but he didn't seem to notice.

"Would you care to join me?" Michael asked offering up his hand, and reluctantly Clary took it and ducked under Jace's arm, sending back one last apologetic glance before turning to Michael to listen to what he had to say.

"I'm going to murder him in his sleep." Jace growled to church who was still sitting by the door, licking his paw and then brought it over his ear.

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