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Chapter 10
Everyone were bickering among each other. Luke had resumed his arguing with Malachi and Malachi was red with anger. The Lightwoods were huddled together, talking in low voices. Other members of the Clave were fighting among each other. "This is madness. We're going to dead like this," Will muttered as the volume of the noise started to increase. I couldn't take it any longer and I walked up to the dais and yelled. "Hey! Would you stop fighting for just one second!" I yelled and the voices began to slow to a trickle. Finally, all eyes were on me and I had to fight the urge to run away and hide in a corner.
"Don't you see? Clary is right! If we don't join forces with the Downworlders, we're dead meat. Valentine would wipe out the Downworlders and Shadowhunters who have associated with them. And how many of you haven't associated with one yet?" I asked and some voices murmured. "I'm living proof of associating with Downworlders. You see these eyes?" I asked as I pointed at my golden eyes. "My mother was a werewolf and my father a Shadowhunter," I said and voices started to rise.
"You're that half-breed girl from Toronto!" Malachi said and I glared at him. "Yeah. I am the half-breed girl from the Toronto Institute. But have I complained about my situation? Does this mean I have shunned myself away from Downworlders? No! I may be a Shadowhunter but I'm also part Downworlder, whether I like it or not," I said. I took a deep breath and continued.
"Back home, other Shadowhunters treated me like trash because of my heritage. If it weren't for my father and Will Lightwood, I think I would have been long gone," I said and I saw my father smile at me. "You heard what Clary said. If we allow her to bind us with a rune alongside with a Downworlder, think of the advantage both sides would have. I am faster and stronger than an average Shadowhunter. Imagine having that in battle and at the same time they can share your fighting skills," I said and Malachi snorted.
"This is absurd. You're just trying to protect your kind," he said and my father spoke out. "You watch your mouth, Malachi. That's my daughter over there," he said and Malachi spat. "You had always been one to break the Law, Victor. You associated with a Downworlder woman, allowing her to conceive your child and tarnish your bloodline. You have brought shame to all of us," Malachi spat and my father pushed his way forward and lunged at him. Malachi yelled as my father punched him in the face. "Don't you ever speak to me of associating with Downworlders, Malachi. We know of your part in the Circle years ago," my father growled and Will pried them off.
I mouthed thanks to Will and resumed. "Downworlders are still human. They didn't choose to be born that way. Do you think I chose to be born like this?" I asked and I saw Magnus smile. "To win this war, we must first make peace. I remember a wise saying from a mundane. It goes like this. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. We all share a common enemy here, Valentine. If we combine forces, we can beat him. We won't be outnumbered like ten to one," I said and some faces nodded. I saw the Lightwoods nodding in agreement.
"To save our world, we must first put our differences aside. If we are to survive, we must first make peace," I said. Just then, Will came up and took my hand. "Diana is one of the best Shadowhunters I have ever come across. She's a brilliant fighter, fast and strong. Do you know how much effort it takes for her to kill a Downworlder? Most of you kill them for sport, but for her, its like killing a part of herself. I only know someone with that much bravery to choose their side in a battle where they are torn between two worlds," he said and he smiled at me.
I squeezed his hand and said, "So now, Shadowhunters. What would you choose? You rather stand alone and die, or would you join forces with the Downworlders and should we survive this"- I squeezed Will's hand - "we will be able to form a peace that we have needed or so long." Just then, Luke came up and whispered for us to go down. But before that he said, "Good job." We walked down and he slid into my place. My father wrapped an arm around me and planted a kiss on my head. "Your mother would be very proud of you," he said and I flushed a little.
"Those who agree to join forces with the Downworlders, say aye and for those who don't, say nay," Luke said and a loud chorus of ayes rose throughout the room. I saw the Lightwoods looking at me, Isabelle and Alec smiling at me. Magnus even gave a little wave with blue sparks coming from his fingertips. And a few pitiful nays rose from the crowd. "So I take it we're a go," Luke said and those who agreed cheered, pumping their fists in the air. Luke came down from the dais and walked towards the doors, a furious Malachi glaring after him. "You see, Diana. You can make a difference in this world," my father said as Luke threw the doors open and told the good news to Clary who had been sitting on the steps with her mother all this time listening to Jocelyn's life story.