A/N while I was typing this chapter for one choice I had got a really cool idea for another story. i was writing so much OF IT that i neglected one choice. but any way heres the next chapter i hope you enjoy

Chapter 4

Isabelle P.O.V

Being a shadow hunter you understand that you may lose someone at any moment. But this I wasn't prepared for. I watched as Raphael walked away with Simon's life less body.

Somebody had slit Simon's throat. It wasn't a clean cut, more of a jagged slant. Who ever had done this was in a rush they did this on pure impulse.

This is Clary's friend so where is she? Jace left me and Alec alone about thirty minutes ago, that was the last time I saw Clary.

Now Alec left, I was the only one left to watch Simon prone body to be carried away. This night grew colder and it fits this melancholy moment.

I felt a hand grab my shoulder. I looked over and saw dean I took in his appearance. Disheveled hair a wrinkled shirt, and there's blood on his pants.

"What happened to you?" I asked him.

"Don't worry about. Just a scratch. Now where is Jace we've got something we need to finish." he smiled at the thought. Something didn't seem right about him he gave me the creeps.

"Jace left to find Clary I believe." He thought for a second. Then reached into his pocket and pulled out a zip lock bad that contained several strands of fiery red hair.

"You want to go find them?" He asked and gave me a mischievous smile. He must be about to the tracking spell.

"Sure why not, lets get far way from here."

Clary P.O.V

"First thing Clarissa the glamour I'm about to give you is very powerful. Other shadow hunters have used it only when they go on solitary mission, which is a rare thing when they usually work together."

"Second I'm about to change your whole appearance. Family members and loved one's can break the through your glamour only if they try hard enough. But mostly everyone you come across will only see the illusion I've put together."

she held her hands in front of my face. Where she went circling motions from the top of my head all the way down to my feet. I felt my whole body tingle as if small electric currents were passing through me. She walked me over to her vanity mirror.

What I saw made me catch my breath. Clary is no longer my reflection. I have eyes like a feline. My eyes are as gold as a summers wheat field. My hair is the entire shade of ebony.

My cheeks bones are high and defined. I'm almost Isabelle height. I looked at my clothes. I realized I've left my shadow hunter uniform at home.

"I've left my uniform at home could you some how do your magic thing and help me out." she rolled her eyes, then snapped her fingers. My uniform fell from thin air. I caught it. I quickly changed.

"Theres something else you need to know Clarissa, once in this parallel world you can't interfere with any thing. Don't speak to any one."

"This world is the complete opposite of ours. So someone you know here that is good may be evil there. Some people may be the same, some events may have not even have occurred yet. Keep your mouth shut and your eyes open."

she walked towards her wall nothing covered it just pale and white. She moved her hands over the wall a pale light started to gleam. Then a piercing light nearly made me blind. She gestured for me to walk through. I didn't hesitate I knew this is what I wanted to do. I walked towards the light and stepped through.

Isabelle Pov

I followed Dean he did a tracking rune. we ended up at a apartment complex. He told me this is where Clary is. We walked up to the door and knocked, the next thing we knew a small glowing light showed from under the door we look at each other with a perplexed look.

The light got brighter then vanished. We knew something happened to Clary. Dean kicked the door in we saw a women closing a portal. She looked at us with a eerie smile on her face.

"To late shadow hunters Clary's already gone through and I hope that will be the last time I ever set eye's on her." The woman spoke. Did she send Clary through with out the intention of bringing her back?

"Where did you send her?" I knew that voice all to well. Jace stepped in front of us to confront the witch.

"I'll do you a favor, if you want to follow her I'll make another portal." She had other intentions. But what could we do just leave Clary there. This girl can be so troublesome. She made the portal the moment it was made Jace rushed through without a moments hesitation.

What an idiot he didn't even think it through how did he expect to get back? I followed I jumped through the light after him. I would never let anything happen to Jace he's as much apart of my life as Alec is.

The last thing I heard before I complete went through was the cackling noise the witch made.

Clary Pov

I landed on a patch of grass. Thank god I really don't need any bruises right now. I stood up and took a look at my surroundings. Every thing looked so much the same. This is the same park where I went with my mother and met the witch. why do I keep ending up coming to this place.

There's no time for me to waste I have to find the well. The books I found in the institutes library told me of a real life wishing well.

The waters are from the river Jordan the same one where Christ was baptized. The books also told me of an angel who supposedly was in the water the same time Christ was baptized.

Those two caused something to happen to the river. The people on the edge of death could walk into the water and come out more healthy than they've ever been.

But about one thousand years ago nothing it was as if all the magical properties were gone. But I know exactly what happened. And exactly where it's at. The ordinary humans brought it to New York.

But one thing that puzzled me when I found out about the wishing well was that it didn't happen in my world. It happened in this one called Artemis.

I walked I considered taking a cab but thought better my money would probably be no good here. I stopped in my tracks what I saw I wasn't prepared for.

She looked so happy not worried, not scared. She walked right past me, tears welled up in side me. If I couldn't hold my self together I would definitely shatter in to millions of pieces.

"Mom." I nearly choked on my own words. She looked back looking for a familiar voice. She wouldn't know who I am not with this glamour. "Mom it's me Clary." I spoke louder this time she looked at me.

"I don't find this funny little girl my daughter is dead." she spoke seriously.

"Who killed her? Valentine?" she looked at me shocked then laughed

"What no my husband is not a Killer. He would never hurt his daughter." she started to walk away. But stopped and turned around " He loved her very much more than life more than me I believe." she gave me a warm smile.

"Wait, break through my glamour look at the real me!" I pleaded. At first she started to turn away but then thought differently. She looked at me, then through me, the realization crossed her features. She ran to me and hugged me tightly I held her tighter. I cried and she weeped

"How can this be I watched then burn your body?" I had been so caught up I didn't think how this would affect her or how I probably just screwed things up.

"Well I'm not actually Clary from this world I'm from another world." She had the look of sadness touch her features. For a second she must have thought that she had her daughter back.

"I understand. You may not be my Clary, but your close enough. At least I could set eye's on you once again." she held me close. "you have to your father!"

"What! your still with Valentine but he's evil." then the witches voice ringed In my head someone you know here that is good may be evil there. Some people may be the same, some events may have not even have occurred yet.

"Valentine is the best thing to happen to me no one would call him evil." She spoke his name with such care and gentleness she must really love him. She walked me over to black Mercedes we both got in. I thought about Jace suddenly I had a thought.

"Do I have a brother named Jace?" I asked.

"No but his name is Johnathan."

Moments passed and we were at the institute. It stilled looked the same nothing really looks different about the place. We walked up to the elevator and got in. minutes later we were walking through the hall.

"So do the Lightwoods stay here?" I asked curiously

"Yes they do, but I find there son Alec quite strange. And there daughter talk about conceited" we both laughed at the statement. Someone I hadn't expected to see walked up to me.

"Dean?" I asked. He looked completely different with blond hair. Except his face and his eye's stayed the same.

"No, sorry I'm Johnathan Morgestern." He was my brother. Then back in my world that would mean he's my real brother.

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