Jocelyn's cry was lost in the crowd but it seemed that no one had recognised Jonathan. Maybe it was due to the lack of confidence in the way he had his shoulders and head down. His eyes were so different and even his face held no evil just innocence and a strange vulnerability that a demon could never have. Also it didn't cross anyone's mind that an angel would have a demon next to him? They were also mesmerised by Ithuriel, never having seen an angel before so didn't pay any mind to the boy next to him.
The angel finally spoke in a beautiful voice that held no emotion what so ever. It was robotic but the pattern was delicate and amazingly addictive to hear, it was neither cold nor warm; it just was. "Shadowhunters, warriors of heaven entrusted with the most sacred and honourable duty to the world, the protectors of all that is mortal and nightmares of hell's creatures, I am the Angel Ithuriel." The frozen shadowhunters had by now recovered from their amazement and now stood listening respectfully to the angel. "I have returned to earth after years of imprisonment from Valentine Morgenstern to repay a favour done to me by two young, brave and courageous shadowhunters: Jace Herondale and Clarissa Morgenstern. Along with my debt to them the angels of heaven are most impressed with all the nephilim and wish to aid you. "
"All the angels have decided we will reverse all the damage done by Valentine or his demon, who I assume you call Sebastian." Many expressions changed to anger or pure hatred; some were wary and fearful of the direction the angel's words were going in. Shadowhunters didn't like to be kept in the dark or not have the upper hand in a situation; a quality of their angel blood."I have come back to earth to revive all those who have fallen either directly or indirectly at the hands of Valentine or Sebastian." The voice delivering these words didn't hold any emotion however they did cause a wave of emotions to wash over the children of the nephilim. Their eyes lit up with hope while their hearts raced and soared at the prospect of holding their dear ones again.
Consul Jia Penhallow bravely stepped forward "Angel Ithuriel, I do not understand how it is possible to bring back every life lost in the Mortal War? Last time when a shadowhunter – Jace Herondale – was brought back to life by the great Angel Raziel in the name of good; a life was also revived in the darkness to maintain balance. The life was in fact of Sebastian and as you know the world paid greatly at his hands. We cannot have our fallen back just to lose them again to another war so soon."
The angel heard all this without showing any emotion but the mention of Sebastian earned the white haired black winged boy next to the angel more than a few glares. So they did recognise Jonathan.
Jace also received a few unfriendly glances but Magnus waved his hand causing blue sparks to appear and everyone suddenly looked away. "Thanks" Jace muttered not wanting to be blamed for everything. The group surrounding Clary turned to glare at her because it was her inability to part with Jace that had made the angel bring him back, but they quickly turned back around after meeting Isabelle's dark glare. No one would dare say anything when Izzy looked like that! Thought Clary relieved but she couldn't help but feel a bit guilty, a feeling which she pushed down by focusing back on the angel floating in front of them.
The angel's emotionless voice spoke "The fallen would be brought back in the name of heaven; to maintain balance the population of Edom which was reduced by Jace's heavenly fire would be restored. Most of them will be minor demons if they were to slip past the wards into this dimension. And the wards will also be tightened so fewer demons can slip through." By now most people looked hopeful but the angel wasn't finished.
"Beside me stands Jonathan Christopher Morgenstern, one of the heaven's not the dark side. He was an innocent child; not yet born, that was corrupted and poisoned by Valentine. He has been revived to enable him to finally live the life unjustly stolen from him. The heavenly fire burned the demon out of him but he couldn't survive not because he didn't have enough good; he didn't survive because his body was too weak yet his heart and soul were pure and uncorrupted. Now he will be one of the three chosen ones who will be rewarded for their courage, bravery and dedication to the cause by being able to wield heaven's fire." Everyone wondered who the other two could be but some had their suspicions.
Some were looking at Jace out of the corner of their eyes. He was an obvious choice, everybody knew him and his adventures, little kids hero worshiped him and he loved relishing in his own glory. Other big headed ones thought it would be them because they had done a lot in the Mortal War. Nobody glanced at Clary though she was also a candidate, probably because of the fear of Isabelle's heated glare.
"I had the responsibility of picking the remaining two warriors. I have picked Jace Herondale and Clarissa Morgenstern," the angel continued oblivious to his audience which had turned to either look at Clary or Jace; or gawk more like. It looked like some were disappointed and even surprised that they hadn't been chosen. "This is my debt repaid to them for saving me but that doesn't mean I wouldn't have chosen them otherwise. They have shown great compassion, bravery and courage in the face of danger. Without them it would have been impossible to win against Valentine or his demon. They are strong and determined to do good even when it means going against the law, which is something I find endearing thus they are the remaining two chosen ones."
The angel instructed Jace and Clary to come forward and stand on either side him beneath his hands. Clary squeezed Izzy's hand once and started making her way through the crowd that parted like the red sea for her. She looked over to Luke and saw fear in his eyes, fear for her and what the angel would do. But Jonathan was alright, wasn't he? Her mother was still staring at Jonathan as though she hadn't heard anything.
After a look with Alec, Jace made his way down the steps as soon as Clary emerged from the crowd. They looked into each other's eyes as though memorising the colour and love there.
The two stood with their faces wiped of emotion as the angel sent a bolt of gold and blue flames from his hands into the two children beneath him. Clary and Jace cried out in agony, dropped to the ground and erupted into a pillar of golden flames that reached the sky. There were surprised gasps from everyone, some were filled with fear others stayed silent too shocked to say anything.