"Are we late" asked Isabelle. Everyone was gathered around a magnificent wood stage.

"No were right on time "said Niall smiling.

"I thought this was a party?" It certainly didn't look like a party, everyone was all serious looking and where were the drinks?

"It is."

Damn faeries were soo secretive. Seriously asking them a question is like talking to a brick wall.

"Come lets get closer."

Isabelle followed him as he weaved through the crowd. And as they went she noticed it wasn't all faeries. There were Vampires, warlocks and even a few werewolves. It seemed like a good majority of downworlder 's were here. But Isabelle couldn't understand why. And then it suddenly dawned on her. "They should be making an announcement of some kind any time now" Oh no!

"Niall what's going on here" demanded Isabelle.

"It's a celebration" Nialle said, shadows dancing in his eyes.

"For what?!" And then everything went silent and everyone's eyes focused on the stage were the fairies queen came, surprisingly limping, out.

The last time Isabelle had seen the Queen she looked gorgeous and completely indestructible. But now she was like a wilted flower. Sad and wilted. Like she had given up. Isabelle imagined it would take quite a bit to bring her down.

"Hello my lovelies" She said, Isabelle could tell she sounded fairly strained. "Tonight I have a very important announcement to make…"

And then she stopped, her head held high as someone walked in.

It was Amber she was wearing a tight red lacy dress. Her hair pinned up and curled, an all knowing smirk on her face. She waved to the crowd as if it were a beauty pageant and giggled a bit. A man with dark spiky hair and a black suit followed, it was Magnus. Except without all the glitter and eyeliner. There were deep circles around his eyes, bite marks all over his neck, his skin had a tint of grey to it. Isabelle looked at his eyes and couldn't see anything, they were blank. Not even a whisper of the old charismic Magnus was left in them.

The queen cleared her throat drawing the attention back to her. " Now as I was saying…" And then she stopped, unable to get the rest out. The Queen was stuck.

"Ughh stop being so god damn dramatic" Amber hissed. "What the dear old Queen is trying to say is that she's resigning."

This caused a major uproar among everyone. All the faeries started shouting that that was impossible. The Vampires stood along the side looking like smug ghosts.

"She is also leaving me and my love in charge" Amber looked over at the shocked and outraged faces. "But first she's going to give us a little gift aren't you ex Queenee?"

She gave Amber a look of pure poison and spat at her feet. Amber in a split second had her by the hair and before anyone could do anything, bent down and bit her roughly. Everyone stared in shock as the ounce powerful faire queen sat there and allowed herself to be… sucked on, ughh. Magnus simply stood there , still doing absolutely nothing. It almost looked like he was going to pass out.

Amber lifted her head, blood dripping down her mouth and running down her throat. She let go of the Queen, dropping her to the floor. She didn't get up.

"As you can all see she's now powerless." Amber smirked, long fangs poking out. "Drained by me. So for those of you who have not yet joined me, try to rebel and you will face some very serious consequences.

Everyone was dead silent, there faces expressionless. Few had a flicker of anger on there faces, others looks of admiration. Well those were mostly her fellow blood suckers. Isabelle looked to her side and realized Niall was gone. Where was he?

" And since the old queenee is passed out cold, id like to announce to everyone that her gift is that of a child, between my love and I. Carried none other than by my darlings own Isabelle Lightwood."

Isabelle heard this and automatically freaked. She was about to start running when everything went black.