Chapter 4- SILENT BROTHERS

Clary P.O.V

I walk aimlessly out of the institute towards the busy high street filled and packed with yellow screeching cabs with chattering people and flying shadows whisking here and there. I spot a 5 year old girl licking an ice cream cone, her lips stained pink as she beams up at her mother and father who grin straight back. That's nice. I almost forgot what normal is anymore.

I hear puffing behind and see Jace's angry red face glaring at me. I give a slight chuckle.

Jace glowered, his deep pools of golden syrup was heavenly. 'You could have waited,' he said accusingly.

'And watch you and Kirin snug your face off?' I watch his face flatten, I grin up at him. 'I think not,'

Jace dug his hands deep in to his pockets. 'Yeah, sorry about that,'

I shrug my shoulders as I walk past a crowd of boys. They see me, as I don't have glamour on and give me a whole chorus of whistles. I wave a hand in the air, laughing making them cheer and sigh.

Jace glares at the boys; although he has the glamour on they cannot see him. If I had detected right, I'd think that Jace was jealous.

'You haven't put your glamour on?' Jace says his tone hard.

I raise my eyebrows. 'I am putting it on in a few.' I shrug again as I stroll to the side of the pavement and hold my fingers in my mouth letting out a long whistle.

A taxi draws up and Jace face is priceless. His mouth hangs open and his eyes are wide, he looks adorable. I let in a sigh.

I pull open the door and grin at Jace, 'you coming in or what?'

Jace chortles as he follows me in the cab. I give the peevish man with grubby fingers the address.

'What's so funny?' I ask

'Your line, 'you coming in or what?' Jace lets out another laugh as my cheeks stain pink. 'That's exactly the same pick up line I got when I had sex,'

As if on instinct Jace strokes my cheek, sighing. 'I loved it when I did that.'

I jerk away and slide myself close to the window; Jace sighs and moves to his side as well. Awkward. I cleared my throat and reached in to my back pocket of my shorts.

I stared at it confused, then I realised. The Clave would not stop pestering me about my whereabouts. It was annoying to have responsibility but it made me forget about New York and Jace.

We travelled the rest of the way in awkward silence, besides the sniffling coming from the cab driver. He smiled at me as I hopped out of the car and handed his money.

'Keep the change,'

He winked at me as I approached the iron metal gates that stood bodily in front of my view. I dug my hands deep in my pockets and strolled confidently to the gates. Once the cab driver had driven off, I proceeded further.

I squared my shoulders and glanced at Jace as I spoke evenly. 'Clarissa Morgenstern here,'

Jace must have looked at me shocked, his face surprised. Shadow hunters were only invited in to the silent brother's cove if they were at the gates. Not this time, the gates swung open and I strolled in confidently.

Jace hurried behind me. 'How come-?'

I shush him, grinning. 'When you have a seat at the high council you own nearly everything,'

I watch Jace's face clear from confusion. I beckon him over as we reach a padlocked door. I press the intercom speaker. 'This is Clarissa Morgenstern reporting for the angel's mission,'

'Angel's mission?' Jace asked his lips curling in my favourite smirk. I wanted to kiss that smirk away and make it mines. I hastily looked down as he followed me through the archive, the walls closed tightly together.

'Yep. The mission I am on, I will be only here in New York for a short time before I go to Miami,'

Jace eyebrows roused, he swallowed. 'You're not staying?'

I shake my head no. We continue to journey in silence. 'So where did you meet Kirin?' I try and ask this question light toned, instead of wanting to sound angry and very, very jealous.

'Nightclub,' Jace replied stonily. 'We both ran in to each other on the dance floor,' his tone was aggressive and I wound red why.

I keep silent as we approach the small gathering of cross-legged silent brothers holding hands and sitting in a circle.

Clarissa Morgenstern we were expecting you, join us. The silent brothers chorused.

'Think they will invite me?' Jace joked. 'I will obviously brighten up the group with my amazing golden looks,'

'Can it, Jace,' I hiss at him as I walk timidlely towards the heavy chanting of whispering in my mind.

I sit next to two creepy brothers with their hoods pulled down so I could not see their expressions on their faces.

'I go by Clary Fray actually,' I say timidly before yanking Jace next to me. He smirked at me.

'Whoa, go easy on me tiger.' He smirked sounding like an asshole.

I glared at him, boring my eyes in to his to shut up.

Clarissa Morgenstern is your name as it is spoken in the prophecy through fire and ice. The brothers whispered chanting together. Join us, they repeated again. They turned to Jace. Hello, Jonathan Heron dale the half angel that bathed in pure gold, the flying human.

I hold my hands up along with Jace who featured a stunned expression. We linked hands with the brothers and the images flashed in my head. Children screaming, Downloader's and Shadow hunters fighting in battle together against humans, me being shown on a huge cliff and battlement with a shadow, bloodshed, tears, revenge flashed past my eyes hastily. And last an image of an angel with a tanned chest lifting me up to the sky, wings sprouting out of his muscular back as we moved upwards.

I jerked my hand away and gasped, tears trickling from the corners of my eyes. Jace also looked pale, his golden eyes dull and deadly. His fists clenched, I thought I saw blood trickle from his thumbs.

'Why is this happening?' Jace growled out loud, his gold eyes blazing. When there was no answer Jace stood up angrily, his chin quivering. 'Why? 'He demanded.

The brothers winced and tightened their grip. They gave a gasp through my head of pain. We do not know that is why e called for you angel children, you are the ones that can stop this suffering and evilness of the greatest demon ever lived.

'That's not good enough!' Jace yelled furiously.

The brothers whispering grew louder and louder filling my head, this didn't seem to effect Jace as he was too busy making an ass of himself.

'STOP IT!' I shouted at him, 'STOP IT NOW,' I told the brothers and Jace.

They continued.

Oh the pain, oh the everlasting pain, it echoes through my head, through our brains, through eternity. He is coming; he is approaching, and HE RISES FROM ABOVE. He will come, and we have no chance to hide, he knows where we are, he knows, he knows, he knows.

'ARRGGHHH...' I moaned. 'ENOUGH,' my voice had vanished as I had completely taken over by a commanding powerful strong voice. I used my palm and slapped the ground, all the power dropped out of me. The runes escaping from my mind as I raised fire and ice and shadowed them around us. Jace stood with his mouth open, his eyes looking like they would drop out of their sockets. The brothers stood with no emotion, but their hoods quivered under my heavy gaze.

'ENOUGH!' Jace and the brothers shut up, they spun third heads towards me. I stagger up, the weight of those images flashed through my mind again, like a tape set on fast forward. I approach Brother Hassan, his finger tips quivered as he sensed my gaze on him.

I turn to everyone. 'Brothers please, the clave and I are doing all we can to put an end to this, those dreams sent to you are a warning, something from the earth is rising up to life again.' I circle the room, looking closely at the brothers, their heads bowed. 'And I promise you, your suffering will end. There is nothing in my rune power to stop these dreams, for that I apologise but I will make sure an extra hard rune is locked on your cove so you are safe.'

I jerk my chin to Jace and he proceeds to me, keeping a firm look left in his eyes, I move to the entrance not before a slight pained whisper filled the room.

Thank you Clarissa Morgenstern, we owe you a great debt of repayment of your sheildness. For that we bow down to our future Shadow hunter Queen.

I smile softly, as Jace takes in the scene. I guess he is used to all the drama that unfolds around me. 'Arise all of you; we are all equals here and the next world,'

Jace P.O.V

What happened with the silent brothers was beyond explanation. I held so many different emotions, anger, joy to be with Clary and confusion. Those pictures were running through my mind like wildfire. As soon as Clary had got back to the institute, along with awkward silence, she had gone shopping with Isabelle and had not returned. Izzy said she had gone to the Clave to report the news.

Hours ticked by and Clary still had not arrived, nearly most of the day was gone nearing to midnight.

I was getting worried immensely worried as I changed the channels of the TV super quick.

'I was watching that!' Alec moaned from his seat, his icy blue eyes glared at me. 'it could give me more pointers on lifestyle,'

'Go to Magnum to moan about your life, no one cares. I certainly don't' I say shrugging switching another channel

Alec sighed, ran a hand through his hair and muttered abuse under his breath. I heard him walk past me and a whirling sound of the ancient lift.

After a half an hour of watching some wannabe pop star try and sing her heart out, I hear soft padding towards the living room. That couldn't be Alec; he would be whistling some over key tone after being with Magnus.

'Jace?' a faint whisper drew out.

Clary.

Her eyes were rimmed red and a darker jade than normal. Her shoulders were sagged as she trailed towards me and dumped herself in one of the chairs. Black panda circles surrounded her beautiful eyes.

'Clary,' I scoot over to her switching the TV off as I kneel in front of her. My Clary looked so worn out, her hair was curly and wild as ever and her pink full lips were chapped. 'How did it go?'

Clary groaned and rolled her eyes, which must have meant an it didn't go so well.

She closed her eyes and breathed in and out calmly. I wanted to hug her, soothe her, kiss her but I couldn't as I was a coward of the consequences.

10 minutes of utter silent. I did not mind, I was just mesmerised by Clarys worn out, but beautiful face.

'Jace how am I supposed to protect everyone from my evil brother?' her voice was so sweet, so small like an innocent child that needed protecting. Tears leaked out from her eyes and trickled downwards. 'They need me so much and I am so scared that I may mess-up,'

I needed to touch her, forget those stupid consequences. I cradle her soft face in my hands gently, smiling at her as her green eyes opened startled. 'Because, I believe in you, I believe you will make this world so much better.'

Clary sobbed and clutched me to her chest; she sniffled and sank into my arms soaking up my favourite t-shirt. It was probably soaking now. If Kirin had done this, I would have pushed her off me straight away. But not Clary. My Clary.

Clary gave one huge sniff then pulled her head away from my chest, she gazed down embarrassed. 'Sorry,'

I lean into her more, my kneecaps digging the soft furry carpet. I trail a hand down her face. 'What for?'

'Your favourite shirt,' she gestured. I was shocked that she remembered when I had told her. 'And for crying,'

I smile at her. 'Everyone cries once in a while,'

I see her scan my shirt then blush as her gaze travels my muscular chest, the t-shirt being soaked wet shows the outline of my Pecs.

'Fray? Seeing something you shouldn't,' I chuckle as she gives me her familiar scowl while blushing.

'Yes I am, and loving it.' She sighed as she pushed me back to get up. She stretched her arms out and stared at me. 'Thank you Jace,'

I stand there nodding; Clary gives me a gentle beam before going upstairs.