Chapter seven

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I was reading some of the earlier chapters and I found that I kept putting N/A instead of A/N! Lol sorry about that. I also found I bunch of other dyslexia caused mistakes sorry about those too. I thought I was doing pretty well proof reading but I guess not... Ill try harder starting on this chapter :)

Sound track to this chapter: (in case anyone but me cares lol) Just Like Me by Hawk Nelson and Scream by Thousand Foot Krutch (Yes TFK is my all time favorite band. How could you tell? Lol)

Sorry about giving you another super short chapter. :P The next one will hopefully be one it was super fun to write though. XD Enjoy!

Jace was standing on the roof of the institute, ready to jump. A hand grabbed his shoulder. The hand was too big to be Clary's or even Izzy's he turned expecting to see Alec. At first he thought it was Alec, he had the same black hair and blue eyes. But this boys hair wasn't quite as straight as Alec's and his eyes were if anything more blue. More importantly though was the way he carried himself, as if he had never met anyone as good as he was and didn't plan on such an absurd thing ever happening. Something about this reminded Jace of someone but he wasn't quite sure who. Jace started at him.

"Don't be an idiot, I know it's hard but please try." the boy said.

"Excuse me for being a bit shocked that some random guy is standing on the roof with me, while I try to kill myself. Not to mention the fact that you snuck up on me! That my friend is something that has never been done before."

The boy laughed and ran his long thin fingers through his hair.

"If it saves your precious little feelings any dead people tend to be very good at sneaking up on people."

Jace stared at him.

"Though of course I'm sure I could have done it when I was alive without too much trouble."

"I'm sure you couldn't have. Hang on, did you just say you're dead?"

"I believe I said it twice acutely." the boy said, as if it mattered Jace wondered if was how other people felt when talking to him, he was supposed to be the one who messed with people like this. "Now I think about it you only said it once. The second time you implied it."

"Yes but it was such an obvious implication, it hardly counts as an

implication at all."

"Enough of this. Who are you?"

"Will"

"Yes because that clears EVERYTHING up."

"Hmmm you seem to have a point there."

"Who the hell are you?"

"Someone who knows your pain."

"Still not an answer."

Will smirked, "True."

"Fine". Jace sighed "Let's do it this way you answer my questions,with real answers, and I don't kill you."

"You do know you can't kill someone who's dead right? Well I suppose if you're talking about a vampire you could make them more dead...God I wish Jem was here. He's much better with these things then I am."

"Why are you here?"

"It's a dream genesis."

"So does that mean this isn't real?"

"Just because it's in your head why should that make it any less real?" Will wanted to know.

"And now you're quoting Harry Potter... great, just great." Clary had made him watch all 8 Harry Potter movies, even dragging him to the midnight premier of the last one with her and Simon...nerds.

But now he was thinking about Clary and he realized she should be here. She wouldn't have left him willingly and if her mom or Luke had made her go home for a while then Izzy or Alex would have been staying with him.

"This really is a dream."

"Finally." Will grinned.

Jace rolled his eyes, "So why can't I wake up and why are you in my dream?"

The other boy laughed, "I am William Herondale your great great great bla bla bla something or rather."

"The fact that you have no clue how you're even related to me only makes me doubt you more."

"Right, well believe what you will but it's true."

Jace looked at him, it could be true. It wasn't like weirder things hadn't happened to him. He had been brought back to life by the angle after all.

"Fine. If you're telling the truth then why are you here? As far as I know people normally visit their descendants just to annoy the hell out of them. Not that I ever understood that saying... Shouldn't it be good to get the hell out of you? And how did hell get inside you in the first place?"

Will just laughed, "Well obviously we're both enjoying this." Jace realized it was true. "But now on to the matter at hand."

"Which would be what?"

"You need to talk to Clary."

"I told her I would." Jace said wondering how this nut job knew so much about his life, this was dream though so maybe that was all it was...it felt like more then that though.

"Listen to me Jace." Will looked at him finally serious.

"I know how you feel better then anyone else ever can. No don't protest just listen." he added when Jace opened his mouth. "I know what it's like to feel like no one loves you. I also know what it's like to not want to let people love you."

"Do you?" Jace sounded doubtful.

"Yes Jace I do. From the time I was 11 till the time I was almost 18, just your age, I thought I was cursed. A demon told me that anyone who loved me would die. I was a bigger ass than you are. If that's possible. I couldn't let anyone love me. I had to make them hate me. Then I found out the the demon had lied to me. I wasn't cursed he had been too weak to curse me at the time."

Jace looked at the other boy feeling sorry for him but not understanding why he was being told this story.

"Jace you're not cursed. You're not evil. You need help. Don't be an imbisill."

"What happen to you? In the end I mean?"

"This is not a history lesson. You can find my old journals in the library if you want. But everything worked out for the most part. I needed to learn to trust others though and myself. Jace your special. You know that, I know you do. You're so much like I was you can't help but know it. But you need to let Clary and your family help you. If you don't you won't make it. And if you don't make it the world will be in greater danger then you can imagine."

"What do you mean?"

"I can't tell you. But know this, you're related to me-I still don't know how but you are- and you can therefor do anything."

"Right..." Jace was still unsure as to whether or not to believe him.

"When you wake up have Clary go find you the old copy of A Tale Of Two Cities in the library. I always found it to be quite comforting in my times of need."

"Helpful."

"It will be." Will grinned, "Take care Jace Lightwood."

And with that Jace woke up.

A/N: So what did you think of Will showing up? XD

Did I do any better with proof reading? Please let me know. :)