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"Wait, so what's happening?" I ask Jace, who is, for the first time since I've known him, is as serious as a friggen pandemic.
"I'm taking you to Broth- Jem and Tessa to inquire as to what going on. So I really have no idea as to whats going on with you." he answers.
When we find Jem and Tessa, Jace shows them my arm and I swear that if eyes could pop all the way out of their sockets, then Jem and Tessa would probably have shot their eyeballs across the room.
"It could be a highly complicated prosthetic arm." Jem says, but it sounds like he was trying to console himself, as opposed to stating a possibility.
"Hey, Jem you know its not possible... stop thinking that way." Tessa says as she rubs Jem's shoulders in a motherly way.
"You're right, its probably just a mechanical arm..." Jem says in a daze.
"Wait I'm confused." I speak up.
"How about you go somewhere else, we must discus this extremely odd...situation with Tessa and Broth- Jem." Maryse says.
I don't like the idea but I know how these people react to defiance so I leave. Alec is waiting for me.
"What has them in a fit?" he asks.
"I am." As I says this the weight of what was discovered in my arm hit me like a freight train. I collapse against the wall and I hug my knees. Yet again I'm weird. I'll be alienated again. I hold my arm out, unwrap the gauze (they could've drawn an itraze but they wanted to leave it for the silent brothers to examine) and I show the wound to Alec.
"So? Its a large cut."
I then do one of the most painful things I've ever done. I spread the skin apart and stifle a scream. I hear his gasp of surprise and I know he's seen it.
"D-do you know how long?" Alec stutters.
"I know absolutely nothing." I reply
Our conversation ends there, and I fall asleep against the wall. I wake when I hear the large oak doors open. I look down and I see that I forgot to rewrap my wound and I have been leaking blood all over the floor.
"Damn, I'm sorry." I say in a half asleep state.
"Its fine, lets get you rewrapped before you bleed out." says a cool voice. I can tell I've lost a lot of blood because I have issues seeing and feeling not to mention thinking. But I do feel skilled hands brush my forearm. I remember my mother said that my father had "musicians hands". These were the same way, gentle but strong in a way. When the hands are finished I say in an almost drugged out way, "Your hands are... a musicians. Its amazing that hands can make something as amazing as music, isn't it?"
"Yes it is, now lets get you to bed so the Silent Brothers can examine you."
Then there is nothing.
I wake up to the smell of burning flesh and a stinging sensation in my arm. I open my eyes to a face so gruesome I couldn't help screaming and lashing out at it.
"Shhhh, Xandria, this is Brother Enoch, a silent brother." says Clary.
That doesn't ease my terror. There isn't anything to fear. I hear a voice in my head say, which, of course, makes me flinch.
"We need to organize a meeting, Brother Enoch has some really important information to tell us."
The meeting had everyone in the library, the lightwoods, Fairchilds, Jem, Jace, Tessa, Magnus Bane (I was told he is a bit... eccentric), and Luke Garroway. I decide to listen in on some conversations to get my mind off of what may or may not be said.
"Nice to see you so well James. Your hair looks better when it isn't silver." Magnus says to Jem.
"Yes Magnus it has been awhile." He responds.
I then hear Joceylin Fairchild speaking to Luke.
"What do you think is going on?" She inquires with a worried voice.
"I have no idea Joceyln." Luke says, obviously somewhere else.
Now I listen in on Jace and Clary's conversation. They are in the corner holding hands.
"She's like you." Jace says.
"I don't recall her being short and a red head do you?"
"No not physically, but she comes into the institute and sends it all into chaos."
"Oh I get it now, so-" Clary is interrupted by the sound of Maryse's voice echoing around the room and everyone falls silent.
"The Silent Brothers have found information in regards to Miss-" Maryse looks at me.
"I'm not sure what my last name is, but someone has referred to me as Xandria Mortmain." I answer. I see Tessa fall back and catch herself.
"Miss Mortmain." Maryse continues, "I know you all have heard about the...discovery we made when Miss Mortmain's arm got sliced." She says very seriously.
"The silent brothers have examined her and they descovered that, she is not a shadowhunter." she continues.
"Xandria Mortmain, in fact, is not alive at all." Maryse says while looking straight at me.
"How is that even possible? I've been alive for 17 years, I don't recall dying."
"You are an automaton or a robot, if you will. Underneath your flesh you are only metal. You have no heart or internal organs."
"That doesn't make sense! Then how do I have skin?"
Maryse looks as if she's going to throw up. "The skin you have now was... taken from a shadowhunter. I don't know how it appears to be yours, how it isn't dead."
I fall forward and my knees catch me as I hit the floor. I can't do anything but wretch, I feel my eyes water. Then my legs, as if controlled by an exterior force, carried me out the door, through the institute and out into the cold night air.
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