To be the own…Or not to be the own…that is the question…and sadly I am not the owner of the Mortal Instruments
In Alicante
All of the male Shadow Hunters waited anxiously as the Clave finished cross examining each of their wives. They had taken all of the women at 2 o'clock, and it was now 7:30 and the sun was starting to set.
"What is taking so long?" growled Damari. His wife, Mireya, was one of the first women taken by the guards. "They should have been finished hours ago." He kept muttering curses to the Clave under his breath.
"Relax, Damari," said Kaden. "Our wives are going to be fine."
"After what they did to Nora, I'm not entirely convinced anymore." He growled again under his breath. "We definitely underestimated the Clave."
That's when the metal gate began to move. The guards escorted the women back into the cell. None of them looked to badly beaten, but before they could all sigh with relief they noticed something was off.
"Where's Briseis?" Kolten said.
All of the females walked looked at each other and looked down.
Kolten's face was starting to turn a bit red, but he relaxed enough to ask again. "Ladies, where is Briseis?"
The women never got a chance to say it. Briseis was...
Back in New York
Logan and Kathy tried to clean up the blood from all over Michelle. "What is happening?" Kathy cried.
Magnus was contemplating everything. It was either tell them truth or let them continue with their false hopes. "I think it's time I told you girls. I found something not to long ago about the spell residue on Michelle."
Kathy and Logan looked at Michelle who looked like she was about to pass out from exhaustion.
"What is it, Magnus?"
The old warlock took a long deep breath. It seemed as though that whatever he was going to tell them was hurting him to even trn and admit. "Girls, I'm sorry to tell you this, but you may not want to let yourself hope that Michelle is going to be alright. Michelle's dying."
The oldest southern Shadow Hunter wasn't hearing any of this. Michelle was screaming on the outside but on the inside she was seeing something else. She was seeing a room, more like a hall. There were creatures sitting high from where she was.
Magnus continued. "I'm sorry, girls. I wish there was something I could do, but it's out of my hands. Only a spell of this magnitude can be undone by the warlock that cast it, but it's on a very rare occasion that they do."
Logan and Kathy both began to cry. Kathy stroked her sister's face while her tears flowed onto Michelle's face.
Logan spoke up. "So there's nothing you can do?" She asked desperately.
He shook his head and walked away.
They all looked down at Michelle's face. Her eyes told a story of pain, but the rest of her face said that she was at peace. Which was it?
Back in North Carolina
While all this chaos was going on in Alicante and New York, the rest of the Shadow Hunters back home were trying to get everything back in order. It wasn't easy though.
The Light Riders and the Night Saints were working day in and day out doing things such as building, moving rubble, planting trees, and even babysitting.
Nevaeh was moving some rubble away when she saw Adrian across the field. He had his bow and arrow and was shooting it at a dummy. Whether you were Light Rider or a Night Saint, you knew when Adrian or any other Shadow Hunter was upset.
For Adrian specifically, he got by himself and shot at the dummy until there was nothing left.
The young Night Saint dropped the rubble in the pile and walked over towards him. "Hey, Adrian."
He didn't answer her; he just kept on shooting.
On the other side of the field, the Shadow Hunters were slowly stopping what they were doing to see what was going on. Nevaeh looked at Adrian and waited for a reply, but once again got nothing.
One thing everybody knows is to never mess with a young Shadow Hunter, especially if that Shadow Hunter is known for her impatience and fiery spirit.
Adrian shot his next arrow, but it didn't go anywhere. Nevaeh caught it as soon as it left the bow. The tall Light Rider quirked his eye brow and finally spoke. "Where'd you learn to do that?"
She let out a frustrated breath and handed him the bow. "I taught myself how slow things down with my mind."
"We can all slow things down with our minds, Nevaeh, but I can't catch an arrow out of mid-air."
She shrugged.
He just went back to shooting the arrow.
That was the final straw. Nevaeh twisted and flicked her wrist, and in the time it took someone to blink Adrian's bow and arrow was in her hands.
Both of his eyes, along with all the eyes of the Shadow Hunters across the field, bugged out of their sockets. "Nevaeh, did you just..?"
"Yes, I did. Now you will listen to me."
He huffed once and listened.
"Look, you sour fruit cake, you really need to stop being such a grouch and relax. Michelle and the girls are going to being fine."
He raised his eyebrow at her, but didn't say anything so she continued. "Adrian, look. We need you here, ok? We all know that you miss Michelle and that you are worrying about her and that you are thinking about going to New York." She stopped to make sure that she still had his attention. "Brother, listen to me. She is fine; she, Logan, and kathy have some of the best training a Shadow Hunter could ever receive. We all do. Have some faith that everything is going to be fine. We have got more important things to worry about."
Mason and Cortez then came over to Adrian and Mason. Cortez put his arm around Nevaeh and kissed the top of her head. "Adrian, she's right. Look around, man," and he did. Adrian finally saw what they were talking about. It was a desolate wasteland. It was only last week that the Clave came and destroyed everything they knew. "C'mon,Adrian. Put down the the worry and anger, and help us. We need you to help us. As the future head of our clan, it's your birthright and duty."
Adrian nodded his head."You're right."
Just as they were about to work, Kenley, Rhea's little sister who was about nine or ten called out to everyone. "Everyone, come see this!"
All of the Shadow Hunters ran over to the river where she was. What they saw was something none of them had ever seen. The water of the river was rising and taking the shape of a human. It was...it was...Logan?
"Hi, guys," she said in a voice that sounded like she was gargling water. "How are all of y'all doing?"
None of the Shadow Hunters could form a coherent sentence. They were all still to flabbergasted at the fact that Logan was talking to them in water form.
Christian finally got himself composed enough to be able to talk. "Logan, how the world are you are here, talking to us?"
Logan's water face got a shade darker. So some of them assumed that she was blushing. "Oh, yeah, that. Umm, I got some help with this from a-" she mumbled the word warlock-.
Andreas, one of the younger boys, was the only person who picked up on what she said. "Whoa, whoa, whoa. Did you just say warlock?"
She nodded.
"Logan, are you nuts?! A warlock?! Do you have any idea how dangerous and crazy those creatures are. Don't you remember what happened with that one down in Charleston?" Adrian ranted.
"Yes, I do remember, but this guy is different. He is actually helping us."
"Helping you with what?" Rhea asked.
"Nothing important," she replied a bit flustered.
Adrian walked towards the water with a forceful look on his face. "Logan, what's going on up there? Michelle wouldn't tell me; so I want you to tell me."
"I..I...I got to go guys," she stumbled over her words. "Bye."
"Logan, wait," Adrian said, but it was too late. She was gone.
Back in New York
Logan pulled her head out of the basin and gasped for air. "Wow, I can't believe I just did that."
Magnus smirked at the small one. "I told you before. It wouldn't have been hard, because of what you-," he was cut off by her hand.
"Shh," she whispered. "If Jace found out what I was, he would freak."
He pulled her hand away gently. "Logan, you can't keep this from him. I told you the truth because I thought it would be beneficial for both you, Jace, and your friends. You can't keep this from him forever."
She sighed. "I know, Magnus. You are right. I will tell them, soon, but not yet."
He nodded at her and smiled. "I have to say you are a quite remarkable Shadow Hunter. You are very different from your cousin in every way possible."
She smiled. "Anyway, what's in this basin? I've never seen such anything like it."
"It's a complicated blend of herbs, gases, and spices. You gasped for air, not because you had trouble breathing, but because you held your breath simply because you felt like you were underwater. Every person who sticks their head in the basin feels something different. It depends entirely on who they want to contact. You imagined the river, because it was the closest place to whoever you were trying to contact."
"Wow."
In Isabelle's Room
Michelle was laying on Isabelle's bad with her eyes closed while Isabelle and Kathy talked about what Magnus told Kathy and Logan.
"I can't believe Magnus said that Michelle is gonna-," her voice caught because she couldn't finish it. She simply couldn't believe it.
"Katherine, don't give up hope just yet. There is always the choice of finding Fletcher and having him reverse the spell."
"What if he doesn't, Izzy?"
"I don't know what to tell you, Katherine. From what I've heard from some of the other warlocks I've met and dated, there are ways to bring Michelle back, but it would take definite dark magic, emphasis on the dark part."
Katherine looked at her sister and took a long quiet moment just to think. "I don't want Michelle to die, but I don't think she would be up for dark magic being used on her. She isn't the biggest fan of the dark arts."
She continued to look at her sister before making a decision that could affect her and her family. "Isabelle, I know that this may be crazy, but," she stopped and calmed herself, "I'm going to Alicante. I'm leading this party now."
