Disclaimer: Characters and names of places do not belong to me, I am sadly not Cassandra Clare, I just play with her world.

Chapter Six: Sebastian

Clary

Sebastian had been annoying her for a total of two weeks. Okay well he's been annoying her for the month that she's been at the institute but it had gotten really bad these last two weeks.

She tried to dodge his passes, she threatened him, hell she probably left him with quite a few bruises. But nothing worked.

"Look how about we go out to the movies?" Sebastian asked blocking her way into class. "I'm really sorry about everything that happened." He smiled with what he probably thought was a seductive smirk. "What's it going to take for you to forgive me?"

"You dead in a hole would be a good start." She replied venomously pushing him into the lockers to her right. "I'm not interested so I think it would be better if you just left me alone."

"Now, now, Clarebear-"

"You heard her, get lost." Clary did a one-eighty and found a smirking Jace leaning against the wall. His posture was supposed to look casual but she could tell by the fire in his eyes and the clenched fists he held at his sides that he was pissed.

She let out a sigh; she's been steadily avoiding Jace for the past two weeks as well as Sebastian. What happened to the Clary that never hid from anyone?

"Whatever Wayland," He spit the name out like it was the dirtiest of curse words. "I'll see you later Clarissa." Now it was her turn to clench her fists.

He strode down the hall with the utmost confidence; like the fact that he just made the top of two people's hit list didn't faze him in the least.

"Ass," She muttered under her breath. She looked up at Jace who appeared to be very amused. She rolled her eyes and started making her way to her pointless classes. She was stopped by a hand on her arm. She shrugged out of his grip and turned to face Jace.

"Yes?" She asked.

He rubbed the back of his head obviously uncomfortable. "Nothing. Um, how long has he been doing that?"

"How long has he been annoying me at the Institute? About a month. How long has he been annoying me in general? About ten years." She met him when she was around six. Her mother was good friends with the Verlec's. She hated him from day one when he ripped the heads off her dolls and broke her toys.

His lips turned up into an almost smile, "You'd think he'd get the hint by now."

Clary laughed. Not even sure why she did, probably because it's been so long since she's laughed. Clary secretly loved people who could make her laugh. His eyes brightened.

"Some are just slow learners." She said with a smile. That sounded like a good cue to leave so she did. But because of his long legs, Jace caught up with her easily. They walked in silence but fortunately it wasn't awkward.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" She glanced at him quickly before averting her gaze to the hallway in front of her.

"You seem unusually quiet." He said with a smirk. She gave him a small smile.

"You don't know me well enough to know what's 'usual'." It's true. He barely knew her at all, but then again she never let him get to know her. She never lets anyone get to know her.

"I tried to change that," He pointed out.

"I know."

"Clarissa Fray and Sebastian Verlec, Isabelle Lightwood and -" Clary tuned Hodge out as she tried to seek out Sebastian in the crowd. The angels were testing her, she was sure of it. Apparently, he wasn't annoying her enough, now he had all of training to continue doing it farther.

"Looking for me?" She spun and locked eyes with Sebastian. He was smiling at her in a way that was almost a sneer, one that made her want to punch him really hard in the face.

"You betcha, come on, time for me to knock you out." She strode to a clear area on the field. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all, now she had an excuse to hit him. Now it was required to hit him. She smiled at the thought. Great, he's turning her into her father.

"You wish shorty," Clary kicked her leg out and swung it towards the ground, effectively tripping Sebastian and sending him face first into the grass.

"I'm sorry I didn't quite catch that, what did you call me?" She smiled down at him. She hated being short, with a passion. Everyone assumed that she was weak and couldn't hold her own in a fight because of her size.

He got up off the ground and stood in a fighting stance. She mimicked his stance and started going at it. She aimed a kick to his chest, confident that it would send him to the ground, but he moved out of the way. Faster than anyone she's ever seen. Wait, how did he get so good? She sparred against him not too long ago and she was convinced that a ten year old could fight better than him. Where was this coming from?

He tried to hit the side of her head but she ducked, grabbed his arm and flung him to the ground. He was a lot stronger than she remembered. That fight took a lot longer than she would have liked.

She bent down next to him and stared at him, almost to make sure that it was indeed Sebastian that she was fighting against.

"See something you like?" He asked getting up off the ground. She stood up with him.

"Seb, what happened to you?" She whispered. He grinned at her. The kind of grin that chills through her, that froze her to the core.

"What Clare? You think your father only gave you the good stuff?" He winked at her confused expression. "Oh, I forgot to mention it too you. Those demons you fought in the club? They're not the only ones after you." With that he started walking away. The one time she actually wants him to stay, he leaves. Figures.

"What?" She called out to him. He was already across the field. People turned to stare at her. "What the hell do you mean?" Sebastian just shook his head at her, waved, and bounded into the school.

She stood there shocked, staring into the direction he went in, as everyone stared at her. What did he mean by 'the good stuff'? How did he know about the demons? How would he know if others were coming after her? What else does he know?

"Clary?" She turned to find Isabelle, Simon, Magnus, Jonathon, and Jace all standing there looking concerned. She saw Alec jogging up to meet them. She hasn't really been talking to any of them yet they still looked concerned for her, she wondered why.

"I'm fine; he just surprised me is all." She gave them all a smile and spoke the next words against her better judgment. "You guys want to do something tonight? I know this club that has great music?" And someone that she knew could help her out. She had a sickening feeling that the amount of demon activity has probably increased in the past month since she's been here, but she had to know for sure. It could be dangerous for everyone and worst of all it would be all her fault.

Clary led the group down the dark alleyways of 'hell's kitchen'. It was all pretty deserted until they turned a corner and were across the street from a warehouse looking building. There were lights of all different colors flooding from the windows and music that sounded loud out here so it must be ear drum breaking loud inside. People were going in and out, most of which were downworlders. She smiled it was just how she remembered it.

"Whoa, this looks insane!" Isabelle exclaimed excitedly. Clary knew that she was growing weary as they went down alleyways and probably was getting cold considering the fact that it was late October and she was in a little black dress.

"Are those werewolves?" Alec asked, clearly concerned.

"Well the place is called Hunters Moon, Alec." Jace said like it should be obvious.

"How did you know about this place Clary?" Simon asked.

"I spent a lot of my time here growing up." She answered heading across the street towards the bouncer at the door.

"What is she wearing?" Magnus asked outraged. The woman in the feathery purple dress turned to glare at him and Clary instantly recognized her as a fairy. The feather fairy sulked inside and the group laughed.

"Opps?" Magnus asked sounding as if he was unsure as to whether or not he should be sorry.

Clary rolled her eyes and walked up the bouncer. He turned and Clary smiled at him.

"Clary?" the werewolf asked clearly surprised.

"Damn Ty, what happened? Last time I saw you, you were like half the size you are now." It was true. Tyler was only thirteen the last time she was here and was definitely not this bulky. It had only been about a year anyway, he's only fourteen but she's be damned if he didn't look at least eighteen.

"You know how the aging thing works for wolfs Clare. Now I could probably kick your ass." He winked at her and she grinned. Stepping forward to wrap her arms around his neck.

"I wouldn't count on it, babe." She said laughing and could feel him laughing as well.

"What happened to you not liking to be touched?" She heard Simon mutter and she released Tyler and smiled, shaking her head.

"It's different with me shadowhunter, she loves me." She flinched at the word again. Love. And she knew it didn't go unnoticed by Tyler.

"Does she now?" Jace asked. Clearly not convinced.

"We're her family," Tyler continued ignoring Jace's comment, giving Clary a pointed look. She knew that look; she was going to get it later tonight. She knew it was a bad idea to come back here but she needed to see Luke. It was an emergency.

Authors Note: Hey guys! Long time no see? Yeah I know, you all probably hate me (if there's any of you left) I'm really sorry this took so long. I moved twice and have been dealing with some family issues and haven't been that inspired. But I thought of a whole plot for this and decided to continue on. I hope you all don't hate me….

~ When I say 'Hell's Kitchen' I am not referring to the TV show, there is a section of New York, in Manhattan that is called 'Hell's kitchen'

Review please? To let me know that you all are still there?