Summary: His hand slid under her shirt softly, "Do you want this? Do you truly want me?" Clary stared at him stunned. He pressed his body down against her's, making her blush even harder. "Well? Is this what you want?" How can he be so cruel? AU! CLARY/DEMONJACE

Fandom: The Mortal Instruments

Main Pairings: Clary/Jace

Rated: T (M in later chapters)

Genres: Drama/Romance/Angst/Fantasy!

Warnings: AU! Language, Romance, Fantasy! etc.

A/N: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE AMAZING REVIEWS, ALERTS, AND FAVORITES! It encourage me to write this chapter up. :) K here's the drama. The next chapter will be the next day, and everything will be flowing rather faster than now. We got our Jace back! XD lol This chapter is somewhat confusing, but I got it out of the way. I will be writing much more fluff with Clary and Jace etc. I do not and will not own TMI. I just own the plot and my own original characters.

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Chart:

Here's is a chart of everyone so far demon forms etc.

Julian: Cat Demon

Emma: Lion Demon

Sebastian/Jonathan: Ram Demon

Jace: Fox Demon

Parabatai in this story is a bit different. Jace wants nothing to do with that with Clary, because it bounds them together till the 'master-shadowhunter' leaves or dies. To make one a parabatai, the ritual is hardly hard if you're a shadowhunter or have Shadowhunter blood in you. The shadowhunter can seal the ritual in many ways, but since Clary is new and Emma just told her a solid way to seal the ritual she took it.

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Winter's Tale

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Brother

The house was a mess. The dishes still piled in the sink for three days and it's keep on piling up. The laundry isn't done again. The floors wasn't swept and mopped. Their were crush up papers all over the house and the bathroom was even a huge mess. Joceyln Morgenstern looked helpless all around her as both Clary and Jonathan ran around the house bumping into things reckless. Her husband about to be home and she will have to hear his mouth once more on how the house is always a mess when he returns.

When she was younger, she didn't planned this. She thought it would have been different. She thought she would have married a man who would love and support her. She knew Valentine loves her, but he was far from understanding and supportive. He treated his son Jonathan a mere five-year-old much more cold and sharp than Clarissa who had just turned three last month. Jonathan wants his father, and not a stranger. When she was younger, she wanted to become an artist. Jocelyn used to paint and draw almost everyday till she married Valentine who told her that painting, and drawing wasn't a real career that it was just a waste of time and money.

The door opened and then she heard her husband's voice,

"Jocelyn? Why haven't you clean yet?"

Jocelyn didn't want to be a stay-at-home housewife.

The first thing Clary saw upon her return to Wayland manor, was Jace flying passed her in anger. Each step he took the floor rumble and she knew he was pissed. That he was angry, and that when he find the demon who had dare barge into the manor, he will burn and toast them alive. Everyone knew that the demon fox had a bad temper when ticked off and the fact that he's bounded to a human because of this mess made his very livid. There was laughter down stairs. Very demon liked that Clary feared to take a step down, but Emma pushed passed her fast heading downstairs worried and scared.

"Hey, Jace! Longtime no see, old friend!"

Then there was a huge bang, Jace must have thrown something or hit something. Their was no more laughter. There was silence before the pain comes in and the demon snarled in harsh pain.

"What the fuck!"

Clary walked downstairs at last and saw many bodies, some her staff that she met earlier today and some unknown demons. There by the end of the staircase laid Julian's body. Emma hovered over him tearfully, grasping his lifeless hand. There was crimson blood splattered across his chest. His eyes were close, but Clary knew even with all this damage he was still alive, barely breathing though. Clary glanced around the entrance and saw many demons lined up either looking scared while facing Jace or very bemused.

Jace's hand went right through a demon's throat. The demon eyes rolled to the back of his head screaming, while the boss or was it the a lord in Clary eyes looked stunned and shock at Jace's violent kill. Jace pulled back his hand the color of darker red than Julian's laced his fingertips and the body of the demon went limp on the floor. In a moment it turned into black ashes.

"It's because of you, that I'm trapped like this!" Jace started to attack the next one who wasn't quick enough to dodge out of his way. Clary was faintly reminded of the tv-show that she watched every Sunday around 9 P.M-'Game of Thrones' on how many bodies were being killed off. She saw the glimmer of a blade and the swirl of smoke with the demon lord. The demon that seemed to be the boss of all these had huge goat shape horns that laced his head with a small goat tail in the back. The horns made him much more sinister.

It was like she can now see everything much more clearly now. Her body began to sing and she felt her own blood beginning to boil over. She saw outlines within the smoke and knew he was about to reappear behind Jace. Jace who was stupid taking all his rage out of any demon here blindly. It was something new that she's experiencing. Maybe it was some kind of power she had receive from the ritual?

"JACE WATCH OUT!" and that broke Jace out of his small killing-spree. He turned to look at Clary with question eyes before he jumped away from his spot quick just as the ram demon reappeared striking the spot that Jace had jumped from.

"I can't have you killing off my minions in one night, my sweet Jace." The ram demon taunted. Jace flinched.

"Oh I didn't notice you there." Jace said nonchalantly, and Clary could bang her head on the wall beside her. That was a good way to provoke someone.

The ram demon grinned before his dark eyes looked up at Clary and for once he reminded her of someone familiar. Someone that used to be with her when she was young. Someone who her mother had taken off with.

"I haven't hear from you from around 15 years, ever since you managed to piss off that lower ranked angel Ithuriel,"

There was suddenly something very deadly in the air. It was like Jace had talked something very taboo from the start.

"From what I remember I wasn't the only one who pissed one of the all-mighty angels. You managed to pissed someone very deadly and rather foolish. An Archangel, Jace? At least I just spend 15 of those years away, while you-"

Jace tackled the ram demon rather harshly to the ground and suddenly blazes of fire went wild all around them.

Clary felt the hair on the back of her neck picked up and she knew she was scared. At this moment she was scared of them...scared of him...of Jace.

The fire became even larger and at this rate the manor would burn down to the ground.

"S-STOP IT! JACE STOP IT!" Clary screeched loudly, her voice trembling with almost each word.

Something within Jace snapped and soon the fire died down to nothing but small smoke. His body jerked apart from the Ram demon's who looked very bemused than mad at this situation now. A mere human had commanded Jace and he had obeyed her. The ram demon looked at Clary, trying to get a better look at the human who's controlling the great powerful demon fox. Then he froze. He recognized her. In all his ears as a mere human boy he know her. Her long auburn hair with emerald eyes staring dead at him. At this moment he just want to leave this place and never come back. Something within his body ping heavily, and he knew it was one of the human emotions that the blasted angel made him feel.

"Well this is no fun anymore." He commented rather suddenly,

"I'm leaving-" He looked up at Clary once more before grinned wildly up at her."It was nice to see you my dear sister," and soon he disappeared in the same smoke as before. Many demons filed out of the manor leaving behind a stunned Clary and Jace.

I knew I saw him from somewhere...is that really Jonathan?