"Wake up, mundie, Silent Brothers want to see you in an hour" Magnus' voice bellowed.

I grunted. I got up quite quickly and felt quite relaxed. I've never slept like that before. It almost made me forget yesterday.

What in the shit was that?

I took a shower (successfully) and dressed in Shadowhunter gear. I think I brushed my teeth for good ten minutes, though I can't be sure.

When I came to the kitchen, someone or something was talking so fast I almost couldn't understand it.

"Hey, Alec what is that sound?"

He looked up from the dark liquid he was making.

"The music channel is on."

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.

"But it's just a random guy saying meaningless words."

"It's called rap." He picked up the TV remote. "Not sure why it's still on."

I sat down on the sofa. It was comfy, though I do not begin to imagine things that could've happened on it.

Chairman jumped on my knees purring.

"Let the cat go, you can't and you won't win" said Magz making an entrance.

"Win?" Alec looked between us. "Is there something I don't know?"

"No" he kissed Alec's cheek and come over to where I was sitting "Just keep drinking your coffee."

"It did came to me himself you know." I pointed out.

He sat down next to me.

"Yeah, keep telling yourself that." then he looked serious. "We need to talk."

"We're talking now."

He sighed. I'm annoying, I know.

"About the Silent Brothers. Jace will take you and if you pass whatever they got for you, you can come back here."

"Okay. First of all? Why is it Jace? Can't it be Alec or Isabelle? Second of all... if? What do you think they want from me?"

"Brother Zachariah asked Jace to escort you. And.. They may try to see your memories."

"So?" Alec brought both of us a cup of coffee thing. "They'll have their proof and leave me alone. Alec, your coffee sucks."

Magnus sipped his coffee and had the same expression like I did.

"Guess food and drink making skills runs in the family."

"Hey!" said Alec defensively.

Magnus chuckled.

"Oh and about that... No mundane had ever survived their mind without going crazy."


"Thanks for taking me here." I told Jace.

"Yeah whatever." he stopped. We were next to the entrance to the massive graveyard. "Look, I... Clary told me I may haven't been fair to you the other day."

Wow. Just. Wow.

"Uh-huh? Really?"

He scowled.

"Don't flatter yourself. You're still just a mundane. I'm just saying that if the Silent Brothers confirm the truth, I'll tolerate you. And maybe... maybe you can tell me about Stephen."

I felt a pang in my chest.

"Sure... I'd like that."

And so we went in. Creepy hooded men were there to greet us. I felt something twitching in my head, but I ignored it.

The first Brother raised his head. He didn't look older than nineteen.

"Uh.. Brother Zachariah says he can't commune with you. He can't see through your mind." Jace spoke with wide eyes.

EXCUSE ME BITCH. My mind is a wonderful thing, and it's priceless, so keep your nose out of it. Course I didn't say it out loud.

"He says I should come with." Jace said again.

Well then.

Silent City was a gigantic spiral, that was enough for me to make my head spin. Okay, it was not a literal spiral, it was like a labyrinth that only went down. It gave me creeps.

We reached the room that was supposed to be.. whatever it was supposed to be. Other Brothers were standing near the walls, while Bro Z was in the middle.

Can they at least try to be less creepy?

Jace was beside me.

"They will try to go through your head together." he whispered. "It's painful for a Nephilim, I don't know what will happen with you."

That's reassuring.

I stepped to the middle, in front of Bro Z. He raised his hands towards my head, and it felt like something was nagging. And nagging. And...

Screeching.

The very same sound, that I didn't even want to think about went through. I fell on the cold floor. It felt like something in my head was trying to scratch it's way out. I couldn't stand it. I felt like screaming, but no sound came out. The most shitty thing? I don't think any one else got the same effect. Silent Brothers were chanting, and I saw Jace staring, but not screaming out of pain.

It's in my head.

It is just in your head.

What is this? Brother Zachariah?

Don't fight it.

And so I didn't. I was still in pain, but I just took deep breaths. In and out.

Let me in.

It felt different. Odd. Not like a gentle touch of mind. More like something was already there, I just couldn't make out what was it.

You're not Brother Zachariah. You're not even a Silent Brother.

Just let me in, Amatis.

And I did.


'Where am I?' was the first thing I thought. I got up. I wasn't in the Silent City anymore, heck, I don't think I was anywhere. I felt so light, like I was floating, and also very heavy, like something was reaching out and were trying to pull me with itself. One moment I was feeling hot, the other I was feeling cold.

'Am I dead?' I thought.

"No. You're in the void." said the voice.

"I tried to turn around, heck, I tried to move, but all I could do is stare. Stare at nothingness.

"Who are you? Show yourself!" I screamed.

Then suddenly I saw the figure. Strange, cause I was in the dark, but it felt so light too. I think my head is screwing with me.

"I am Castiel. I'm an Angel of the Lord."

Well that's a plot twist.

A guy in front of me didn't look like an angel. He looked like some ordinary guy. An ugly trench coat, some stupid tie. But his eyes... they showed no emotion.

"You're no Angel. Where are your wings, huh? I thought you were all supposed to be all majestic and shit."

Suddenly there was a brief light and I saw a shadow behind the man. It looked like the shadow of his wings, while his body shined bright light. Heavenly fire.

But that wasn't what convinced me. Burning didn't come directly from his body. I saw runes. Runes, like the ones Shadowhunters bear, covered his body. Though they weren't black. They were golden, and shone like they were burning.

After the whole light went out and I was staring at the man before me, the Angel before me, I asked myself: why? Will I be punished? Was coming out of the Purgatory and bringing a dead guy with me is a majestic crime, and will I forever burn in Hell?

"I see you realized your mistake. I am an Angel."

I couldn't bring myself to say anything. I just nodded.

"Do you wish to know why I contacted you?"

Nod.

"I'm the one who brought you back from Hell."

My mouth went dry. I didn't question the white light that drove demons away. I didn't question how I got out. I didn't reach the arch. How could I've missed that?

"I sense your confusion. You were supposed to be raised on Earth, and when the time came one of us were supposed to notify you of your duty. However the events that led yourself to Purgatory are still unknown to us."

He stared at me.

"I sense you have questions. Ask them."

I cleared my throat.

"What is this duty you speak of? And why you didn't just bring me back from Purgatory?"

"You will find out soon enough. All you need to do now is to adjust and prepare. And we didn't bring you back, because Angels can not leave Purgatory. We can enter, yes, but we can not leave. So we planted the right knowledge in a Downworlder when you were ready to leave on your own."

That Djinn. Did he even know how he knew what he did, or did he just chose not to question it?

"How come you look so normal, beside the marks?"

Oh shit. If I piss off an Angel it might not end so well.

Yet he didn't seem fazed.

"My true visage may be overwhelming to mortals, as you witnessed it that time I tried to reach out to you the night before. I'm just using a vessel for the time being."

"Your true visage? That screeching was you talking?"

"Only mortals that can bear Heavenly Fire could've understood me. it appears that your Nephilim friend was one of them. Just like my vessel."

Alec. That's why he heard the entity say my name, while Magnus and I were left with the deafening noise.

Angel continued.

"I will talk to you next time in person, through my vessel. You must go now."

And with that he was gone.

It felt like falling, though I knew I was just gaining consciousness. All I could think was

Shit just got real.


I woke up with someone looking at me. I started doing that a lot.

Anyway, it was Jace. He helped me up.

"You okay? You were out for several minutes."

Yeah, 'out' is the word. It's not like I was God knows where with an Angel, psh, no no.

So I just nodded.

Bro Z came up to me. I felt a tingling and suddenly...

I believe there was something blocking your head, preventing us from conversing freely. It is gone now.

"Wow" I said. Then I thought for a second. "Did you got what you needed?"

Yes, Miss Herondale. We got what we needed.


So apparently going to the Silent Brothers was a good thing. Jace and the rest of the Nephilosers had to believe me now.

Speaking of Jace, he was nicer to me, after he found out I wasn't lying. He escorted me back to Magnus' apartment.

Surprisingly, Izzy, Clary and Simon were there.

After we entered they all turned around and stared at us. As always, I kept on standing, while Jace made himself comfortable on a couch.

"Silent Brothers confirmed it. She wasn't lying."

But they were just staring at me.

"What?" I asked eventually.

Magnus spoke first.

"Well, Sheldon here had a weirdest thing happen to him." I'll assume he meant Simon.

"Aside from not being a pile of ashes? You're a vampire, how are you not dead?" I asked. Really, it was daytime, and he was just chilling there on a ray of sunshine.

"No" Gliterz said. Something was wrong. "When you two were in a Silent City, apparently Sherlock got a headache. And when I say a headache, I mean a huge screeching only he could hear and feel. Now we wouldn't now anything about that, would we?"

Oh, come on...