My body was as motionless statue as I tried to understand what my father was saying; he had to be out of his mind for real this time.
"So…" I sucked in a deep breath, "no questions. But I'm not going to ask you anything. I am going to tell you something: I can not kill Raziel."
Valentine's eyes flashed with uncontainable anger and he gripped my jaw. "You sure as hell can and you fucking will!"
Jace froze on the stairs. "What's going on here?" he asked quietly.
Valentine let go of my chin and brushed his hands on his pants. "You'd do anything for me right son?"
"Yes father." Was his automatic reply.
"Well Jace, I need you and Clarissa to do something very important. And I wouldn't ask you to do it if I wasn't sure that you were fully capable."
Jace gradually descended the staircase waiting for Valentine to cut to the chase.
"And the lives of many rest in your hands." Valentine paced. "You have to kill Raziel."
"But father… that is impossible, we are only shadow hunters, and Raziel is an archangel. You of all people would know that."
Valentine sighed heavily for the almost hundredth time in the last minute. "Yes, but Jonathan, you guys aren't just shadow hunters. You and Clary both have angel blood in you."
Jace bit his lip and stared at the red carpet, "So?"
"You must do what I tell you to do. You will summon Raziel."
"Then what?" I queried, "What do we do then?"
Valentine smiled, "Then you use the Mortal Sword to kill him. He won't even see it coming. That is only if you don't give it away by stressing over it, he'll catch on that something is wrong and he'll question you."
Jace smiled slightly, "So… when do we do this?"
Valentine clasped his hands excitedly as a grin broke over his face. "Not long until, but you guys have time to get in the right state of mind before you do."
I nodded, "I'll be in my room if any needs me."
And with that a walked up the staircase and ran into my room jumping on my bed. When I was younger and I was upset I would do that and I would feel better, I would feel okay. But today it wasn't working, nothing on this earth could console me because what I was about to do.
I sighed and pulled on my hair when I heard a rustling noise coming from the closet. I closed my eyes and walked towards the closet door with a shoe in my hand. One… two… three, I opened the door and a body tumbled out. I attacked it with my shoe completely scared.
"Stop it Clary shit!" a familiar voice groaned.
I froze and whispered, "Alec?"
He got up dusting off himself with what seemed like a permanent scowl on his face. "What I nice greeting, I'm fine thanks for asking."
"How did you get in here?"
"I'm a shadow hunter," Alec scowled, "Anything is possible."
I inhaled deeply, "Okay… how about this question. How did you find me?"
