Ash let herself be dragged into the alleyway, besides them. The person holding her threw her to the ground. They straightened up and threw back the hood concealing their face. It was a local man, his features contorted into a scowl.

"Give me your money, freak." He spat, in rusty english.

"Not today, mate." She jumped to her feet, kicking him in the stomach and landing on him. He grunted and threw her back. Ash saw Isadora sneaking up behind the man, an ornate wooden looking dagger in her hand. She nodded to the wall, and Ash understood.

"Come on then. You want my money?" She summoned a wad of cash into her hand. "Come get it!"

The man lunged, but Ash dodged easily, laughing as the man fell to the floor. ]The man was on his feet again, and Ash swapped the cash for her knife sleeve. She punched the man in the arm, extending the knife as she did so. The man cried out in pain.

"Sorry, but I wouldn't mess with me if I were you."

She threw him against the wall, and he writhed and fought against the grey mist that held him up there. Isadora gestured to let him down, and Ash did so. She stepped back, and as the man ran one last time, Isadora lunged and plunged the dagger into his shoulder.

Walking up to him, Ash stared at him pitifully.

"I warned you. You could have ran, but you had to fight. If you hadn't tried to kill me, I would've said you were brave." The man stared in shock as Ash knelt down and pulled his face towards hers. "I hope you had a nice life. Shame it had to end so soon." And with that she released the knife and watched as it shot through the man's skull, killing him instantly.

"I'd say that wasn't necessary, but I suppose he could have said we tried to kill him. I'm sure that would do wonders for our search."

"I just don't particularly like street scum."

"I don't suppose your favorite film is Aladdin?" Isadora asked.

"At least he had morals. He stole for his monkey, and so he didn't die. That guy was wearing fairly expensive clothing. He was robbing me because he could."

"Seems weird for a street rat to be wearing clothes like that though." Isadora mused.

"I didn't think you'd notice."

"I stuck a dagger in his shoulder, you don't think I didn't notice the silk vest?" She laughed.

"Either way." Ash said, curious how much Isadora actually noticed. "The guy's dead, let's find something to change into."

"What?"

"We can't wander the streets in blood stained clothes. We need to change."

"I see no point; we already stick out."

"Exactly." Ash sighed, wiping blood off of her knife. "We don't need to stick out anymore."

They reached the end of the street. It opened up into a massive market square, selling everything from incense to imported apples. They easily found a stall selling clothes, and they bought the cheapest they could find.

"And how do you suppose we change, Warlock Girl?" Isadora asked.

"My name's Ash."

"You hadn't told me that," Isadora paused. "It is a nice name."

"Thanks. Yours too."

"But you didn't answer my question."

"Alleyway? I mean, look at us. We can't get much bloodier."

Isadora shrugged, and they sought out the closest alleyway. They changed quickly, with Isadora pulling the clothes over her skin uncomfortably; Ash felt sorry for her. Technically she was naked, and it can't feel good pulling at your own skin. They were about to leave when they heard hushed voices.

"We need to get out of here."

"Shut up, El! We have to wait until Fenrar shows up. Angel help us if we leave before then."

The girls eyed each other. Ash closed her eyes, and focused on Isadora's energy.

Stay here. I have a plan.

Isadora stared, wide-eyed at Ash. She winked and walked into the alleyway. As she walked, she glamoured herself into a tall Shadowhunter women, who looked very much like Lyssa.

"Excuse me. I cannot find the Institute. I was told it was around here." She said, hoping she sounded believable.

"Of course. It's down the street. Keep walking until you come across a tall bleak looking building. I'm sure you know what to do from there." A tall, dark haired man smiled knowingly at her. "I hope to see you at the meeting tonight?"

"Oh no." Ash smiled. "I am meeting a friend. We're making our way to the forest."

"Keep safe. You never know who you'll meet in the forest." He smiled again, slightly oddly this time. Ash noticed he wore a black stone collar around his neck. She thanked him again, and walked off. She waited until she was safely next to Isadora behind a crate before she let go of the glamour.

I found the Institute.

I heard.

She let the connection slip; it took a lot to hold it up, even for her.

The men waited a moment before speaking again. Ash realised the other man had disappeared during the conversation.

"That was too close, Gerald." The other man had returned. "She almost fell on me."

"How was I supposed to know she was there?"

"Either way, we don't know what she heard. We need to go after her."

"It doesn't matter. She's going up to the forest, you heard. If the demons don't kill her, he will. I heard he's still got that kid up there somewhere."

Ash's ears pricked up. The men didn't speak much more. There was a crash somewhere in the alley, and the men ran away.

"Let's go." She whispered, grabbing Isadora's cold arm.

They hurried down the street, hoping the men wouldn't turn up. At last they reached the old building. It appeared to be a church but had been destroyed by age that Ash couldn't tell. The glamour quickly slipped away, though, and suddenly a beautiful building stood there.

It was still tall, and made mostly of marble. The carvings around the door depicted Raziel's rising, and what appeared to be set of Shadowhunter's attacking demons. However the demons had been carved over, turning them into Fae warriors. They seemed to be losing the battle.

"Enjoying the Institute?" A low voice said from the doors. Ash looked over and saw a tall Shadowhunter watching them cooly.

"Yeah. What happened to the demons?" Ash replied, pointing to the faerie.

"They ceased to be our enemy here. It was the Fae that attacked our Institute, he was the Fae that killed the family living here." His voice went bitter and he glared at Isadora.

"And they lost a warrior when they betrayed you. I refuse to be part of a race that betrays their own oaths." Isadora spat.

"So what? I suppose you weren't responsible for the death of Fenrar Sanchez either?"

"Who on earth is Juan Sanchez?"

"A local druglord. He was found maimed in an alleyway. Two of our Shadowhunters here found him."

"Even if it was me, you couldn't prove anything."

"Correct, but if it was, I'll find a way." The man leaned in and hissed at the girls.

"That's enough." Ash stepped between them, her jaw set.

"Whatever." The man glared at Isadora one last time, and walked into the Institute.

Ash knocked on the door, and a kind looking women opened it.

"¡Hola! ¿Está buscando a alguien en particular ? Un grupo de adolescentes acaba de llegar , creo que podría estar buscando para usted!" She babbled happily, opening the door wide and gesturing them inside. Ash glanced at Isadora, who shrugged and walked inside.

"I thought you couldn't go inside?" Ash asked as she followed her. The foyer was bare and circular, with only a table and a key bowl by the door. It was white, with two stair cases going up to what appeared to be a hallway.

"I can't enter without permission. I think that counts as permission; she seems to be happy to see us."

"¡Niños! Hay algunas chicas aquí!" The women called up the stairs, and smiled. "Soy Rosa. Soy de Mexico."

"Nice to meet you, Rosa." Ash held out her hand, but was pulled into a tight hug instead. She heard Isadora sniggering, but she wasn't laughing for long. As soon as Rosa had let go of Ash, she pulled Isadora into a bone-crushing hug too. Ash smiled.

"Guys! You're here!" Rufus was at the top of the stairs, running down. He was wearing a new green shirt, with a tie tied like a bow around the collar. His suspenders were dark green. Overall, he reminded Ash of a tree, as his jeans were brown.

"Yeah, we couldn't find the Institute. We found it eventually." Ash tugged at her horn, staring at the blue shirt she'd bought. She began to wish she'd bought one similar to Rufus'. "Anyway, who's this?" She nodded towards Rosa.

"Oh that's Rosa. She doesn't speak English; She's from Mexico. For some reason she decided to come to Peru." Rufus smiled, and waved at her. She waved back enthusiastically.

"Son estos tus amigos ?" Rosa asked, pointing to Isadora and Ash.

"Sí. Gracias por ayudar a ellos." Rufus replied, laughing slightly at the girls' faces.

"You speak Spanish?" Ash said, staring at Rufus.

"Of course I do. My father was Spanish." He smiled.

"Of course he was."

"Come on. The twins are waiting for you."

Isadora and Ash walked up the stairs and followed Rufus down the hall. He went up another flight of stairs, finally stopping at a blue door. He knocked, and it was immediatly answered by Ri.

Ash was slightly taken aback by her appearance. Ash imagined Ri to be the jumper and jeans kind of person, like Alec. But she was dressed in what appeared to be wearing an indian sari. Her skirt was long and deep purple, accented by silver patterns all around the hem. Her top cut off at the bottom of the rib cage, and was also deep purple. However, it was clear to see the patterns were snakes, reaching up and around the hems of the top. Ri wore her long blonde hair loose. There was a silver tikka on her head, that stretched slightly down her forehead.

"What?" She said, impatiently.

"N-nothing." Ash stammered. "You look nice."

"I told you this would happen." Lyssa called from the room. Ash saw she was wearing a comic book tee shirt and skinny jeans. "You don't seem like the asian type, Ri."

"You don't seem like an idiot, Lyssa Silverhood, but it looks like appearances can deceive us all."

Rufus cleared his throat from where he had been standing awkwardly. "Isadora and Ash are here!"

"I see that." Ri said dryly.

"Can they come in?"

"No. You three can stay in the room down the hall. Goodbye." Ri started to shut the door, but Rufus jammed his foot in the way.

"You can't just send us away! Why can't we stay?"

"Because I don't want to be held responsible for any trouble you three might cause. A very good friend of my father's is staying here, and I refuse to make any mistakes." Ri kicked Rufus' foot away, and slammed the door.

"That wasn't very nice." Isadora said.

"No. No it wasn't." Rufus looked slightly dulled, and Ash decided to take charge.

"Let's just go and find Rosa. I'm sure she'll figure something out."

"No need." A familiar voice said. Ash turned to see the man from outside leaning against the wall. "I'm sure you can find accommodation elsewhere."

"We're staying with our friends."

"Friends?" He sneered. "They're your guides! You're lucky to have them helping you. I wouldn't."

"Fine. We'll leave. We won't be staying long anyway." Ash stalked down the hall, only to be held back by a hand gripping her arm tightly.

"You will stay and listen to your orders, Warlock."

"I don't work for you." She tried to yank her hand away, but the man's grip was tight and she couldn't shake him off.

"I am your superior and you will listen!" He tightened his grip and Ash whimpered.

"Let go of me."

"Not until you listen."

"I am listening." She felt Isadora bristle and Rufus shifted.

"Good. Now listen carefully." He pulled her close to his face and whispered to her. "You are nothing but a freak. An animal. I don't care what the Accords say. You will never deserve a seat on the council and I am ashamed that we believe you to be half human."

"You're wrong, you son of a bitch."

"How dare you!?" He thundered. He let go of her arm and slapped her across the face. She flew across the room, hitting a wall. Ash's vision blurred, and she barely saw Isadora start towards the man. Rufus grabbed her and held tight, knowing she could be killed for attacking the man.

"Get out of my Institute." He walked away, making sure to spit at Ash, who was slumped against the wall, clutching her bleeding forehead.

Rufus let go of Isadora as soon as the man had gone down the stairs, and rushed over to Ash. They hauled her up, and Ash stood still for a moment before attempting to walk.

The world lurched and Ash fell back to the floor. Rufus and Isadora let her stay there for a moment before trying again. It was no use; Ash seemed to have a concussion and couldn't walk. They banged on Ri and Lyssa's door, but they were ignoring them.

"What are we supposed to do?" Isadora said. "We can't check into a normal hotel and that bastard knows it!"

"Peru." Ash mumbled. They turned to look at her and Rufus knelt down to listen.

"What?"

"Peru."

"Yes, we're in Peru."

"Magnus has an apartment in Peru."

"He probably did once." Rufus said gently and carefully.

"He still does. He owns it."

"Where is it?" Isadora asked urgently.

"Peru." Ash replied, sleepily.

"Ash, don't go to sleep. Where in Peru?"

"I don't know. Ask Magnus."

"Already done." Rufus said, the scent of smoke in the air. "I sent Magnus a fire message."#

"We still don't know how long we have to wait." Isadora paused. "Ash, do you think you can walk now."

"I can try."

She stood up carefully, and, slightly dazed, she took a step forward. The world moved again, but not as much this time. She headed for the stairs and made it most of the way before falling on her knees. The others helped her up, and she made it to the stairs, where Isadora helped her down the stairs. They had finally made it out of the door when Rufus received a reply.

"It's nearby. Walk that way," he gestured left down an alleyway. "And keep walking until you come to a dead end. Then walk through the wall."

Isadora and Rufus eyed each other warily, but after looking at Ash, Isadora nodded. Rufus slid an arm around Ash and Isadora did the same, and slowly they carried her down the street.

As they reached the alleyway, they heard a crash behind them. The group hurried as fast as they could, until they reached the wall. Isadora thrust Ash through it, and suddenly she was bathed in light.

"Darling, that is not a good look."

"M-m-Magnus?"