Clary five years into the future

She threw another punch at the body bag hanging from the training room roof. Her skinny was sticky with sweat as she continued to box the bag. Until she felt a sting at her knuckles. Looking down she realized her gloves split under punches.

Out of breath clary went to the mirror to examine the cuts on her knuckles. It had become easier, at first clary would have two stare for a good two minutes before recognizing this who she is now, this is who she will be, but now it was like drinking water.

Examining her knuckles clary looked up at her, and noticed her honey brown curl escaping her messy bun. Her hair was short now, and a blonde brown color and reached to her color bones.

"Cordelia?" I instinctively turned heard rangor fells voice.

Fell entered with a concerned look on his face behind him followed Mark, and Derek. "There's a meeting in the library, follow" Fell walked across the training room and exited out the west doors. Mark followed quietly giving me a rude side eye, but Derek slowed down as he reached for my hand.

Following quickly behind fell as he rounded up the other shadow hunters I quickly whispered to Derek " I feel bad, I didn't know "

"I know delia" He looked at my with lost eyes "he's was just taken off guard, he doesn't hate you"

"Stop lying. He hates me" Mark was a hard case to fight before Fell brought me to Seattle's Institute Addison, Mark's sister, was dating Derek. And I came and complicated things, I pretty much broke up the cutest couple ever, very top of this Mark had feelings for me. "It's likes a double jeopardy Derek, he hates me for a not dating him and B for being your mistress"

Mark stopped in front of us and turned around and smirked at me "I don't hate you" he turned around and started to follow quickly behind Fell again.

"See I told you" Derek smiled and at me like a romantic

Mark turned around and quickly, causing me to run into him and stated low and husky in my ear "But that doesn't mean I won't fight, I like you" and quickly followed after fell.

As we entered the library I found the others seated around a round table. Derek and I joined the others at the table where as Mark and followed fell to Franco-Franco was our Hodge our trainer almost like a dad.

Franco moved quickly and whispered into marks ear spreading a wide smile across his face. Mark was like a large child, he was muscular and sun kissed with the California heat, and dimples on both sides of his face. Fell quickly smack him up side his head playfully. The smiled disappeared and he looked directly at me and smirked, Derek's hand tighten around mind.

Franco cleared his throat going straight to business "The New York institute has placed a request for extra hands and because of our debt to them I have decided to send Cordelia and Mark."

"Franco?" The blood drained from my face. Franco knew of my distaste for New York he just raised his hands and looked at Fell.

Fell looked at me expressionless like always "Cordelia I know"

"Oh shut up"

.o.O.o.

I laid on my bed with my feet up against the wall. Staring at the ceiling was interested at first up until Fell busted in my room prepping me on how I have to keep my cover. "You can't be Clary" is the first thing he says when he walks. Surprised I looked at him "what?" the names almost sounded foreign at first.

Fell paces the room "You can't be clary" he repeats and continues to lecture me.

"Fell?" He continued, not recognizing me "fell? Fell? FELL!"

"what?" he looks panicked toward me

"I don't know who clary is I'm Cordelia"

Smirking at me, Fell walks out the door "goodnight Fairchild"

"Starkwater, Delia starwater"