PLEASE READ: I am so sorry for not updating sooner. I've been off my game lately but that is no excuse. Again, I am so very sorry. Hopefully, I'll be getting up a better chapter soon. BTW some of you got it right... Mystery's mystery person will be revealed soon. And since you've all been waiting patiently, this chapter will solely focus on Pandemonium
Clary felt relieved that she remembered some things. Mystery kept slithering up and down her arm making it hard to forget that she was stuck in her own mind battling for control. He suddenly stopped and made himself comfortable once again on her shoulder. Clary chuckled softly and continued down the long, hard, treacherous path towards regaining full control over her body.
Out of nowhere, Clary felt an odd pulling sensation. She tried to fight against it, but the momentum of the pull just kept getting stronger. Mystery seemed to sense something because he started freaking out. Clary didn't know what was happening, and she felt her control slipping away. Soon, Clary was looking out of her own eyes. Excitement and happiness pulsed through Clary. She didn't understand what had happened but she doesn't have one problem with it.
A voice inside her head that sounded all too familiar spoke to her. "I've only managed to gain you until midnight in your body. You will notice some changes, but there was nothing I could do about that."
Clary thanked the voice. This was more than she could ever ask for. She was back in her own body until midnight. Maybe Clary should find a clock so she knew for sure how long she had. And a mirror. Clary wanted to know what the familiar voice was talking about. What changes happened? When Clary gets her body back for real will they stay?
She sighed and looked around. She was at Pandemonium; in the girls bathroom. There was surely no clock, but there were plenty of mirrors. Clary rushed over to one and her jaw dropped. She was wearing a deep violet cocktail dress that stopped a few inches above her knee. Clary could tell she was taller, and that her bust had gotten larger. A lot larger. Her red hair cascaded down her back in neat ringlets. She looked amazing. To her, she's never looked that good in her life. Sighing happily, Clary made her way out of the girls bathroom and to the dance floor. To make her day, she saw her friends. Magnus and Alec were sitting together looking grim.
"I don't understand what Isabelle's plan is. Jace is never going to get over her," Magnus muttered.
Alec nodded with a sigh. "She's acting like it didn't just happen. It's like it didn't really bother her."
"She hides everything, Alexander. It hurts her to know that her parabatai was taken over by a demon."
"You're right."
"Like always," Magnus chimed.
Clary felt guilty. She couldn't help it. Should I make myself know? Clary thought to herself. Well, she did want to know what time it was. Clary sneaked into the booth behind the couple and started to talk. "Do either of you know what time it is?"
Magnus, without realizing who it was, replied in a bored tone. "Eleven fifty." Realization dawned on him and he recognized the voice. "Cl-"
Clary cursed. "Don't turn around! I can't draw attention to myself. Sadly, I only have until midnight before Lamashtu gains control again."
"So what are you doing here?"
"I have no idea." Clary turned around and smiled. "I know it hasn't been long, but I really missed you guys."
Magnus and Alec dared to turn around. They eyed her carefully. Both of their jaws dropped open. "You look amazing."
"Not that you didn't look amazing before."
Clary chuckled. "Don't tell anyone else I was here."
They both nodded before Clary slipped away. She possibly had only five minutes left. Clary pushed through the crowd. When Lamashtu takes control again, she doesn't want to be near people. It wouldn't be safe for them. Clary ran faster, well as fast as she could in heels. Growing tired of almost falling and breaking her ankle, Clary slipped off the shoes before she started running again.
o.O.o
Isabelle sighed as she watched Jace throw the sword down in what looked like frustration, and run off. What Isabelle didn't know was that Jace had seen a certain little red head's mane of hair. He wasn't throwing the sword down in frustration, he was throwing it down in confusion and a little bit of anger.
As soon as he was close enough, he yelled, "Clary!"
Hearing Jace's familiar voice, Clary turned to look at him. She smiled softly before the panic and fear started to settle in. She only had minutes let before Lamashtu took control over her body again. Clary was surprised she even got through. Even if it was only for a little while. Feeling that Lamashtu was making a come back, Clary did the only thing she could think of.
"Jace, I'm so sorry. J-just promise you won't forget me," Clary practically implored.
"Clary," he started hesitantly. "What's going on?"
"Don't forget me. I love you." Then she turned and ran. Ran so hard and so fast that she thought she was going to pass out from exhaustion.
Izzy POV *more than a few Hours earlier*
I quickly got out of bed and made my way to Jace's room. Why had he screamed? Is he hurt? Alec met me in front of Jace's door. We shared a look before pushing the door open. There Jace sat with his head in his hands, sobbing.
"Jace, what's going on? Are you okay?" I rushed to his side in an instant.
His breathing was ragged. "N-nightmares," he whispered. "Cl-Clary was dead. Sh-she died in my arms. They killed her."
"Oh, Jace." Alec sat down on the bed next to me. "Let's go train and then we can go to Pandemonium. I heard that there were some demons heading there tonight."
I gave Alec a look that should have read 'Help me get him out of this damn room'. Fortunately, it worked. Alec looked at me sternly before shaking his head. I did the immature thing and stuck my tongue out at him. Then I grinned darkly before grabbing Jace's legs and pulling him out of bed.
"Izzy, what are you- Oomph!" Jace hit the floor with a thump.
"Bet you can't get me," I teased.
Jace's eyes narrowed in anger. He got up and stalked forward. I laughed before running away towards the training room.
For the rest of the day Jace fought me with everything he had in him. Guess I really made him mad. Maybe he was tired. Yeah, let's go with that.
It was one hour to eleven when I decided to get ready. I didn't need as much time as I usually would because I've had time to pick everything out. My makeup was already done so all I had to do was get dressed and do my hair. My hair wouldn't take long because I was just straightening before tying it up. I was going to dress in an opened back halter dress that was a deep red, almost the color of blood but not quite. Sighing deeply, I took my sweet ass time getting everything done. It was five to eleven when I finally finished. I grabbed a pair of black flats from my closet. I wasn't really feeling the whole deal with the heels. When I was straightening my hair, I had burnt my hand five times and at one point I had burnt my cheek. So now there was an angry red mark that stretched across my cheek. I made my way downstairs to find Jace and Alec standing by the elevator. Both of them looked at my feet and gave me looks of question.
"I just wasn't feeling it today, okay?" I pushed them out of my way and went into the elevator.
The boys flanked my sides. The elevator gave its usual 'ding' before opening to let us out. We slowly walked outside to meet Magnus and Simon. They were conversing about something, but as soon as they saw us they shut up. Once again, I got questioning looks about my outfit. More precisely, the shoes I was wearing. Yes, I will admit I would have loved to wear my heeled boots, but I just wasn't feeling it today. I couldn't bear to wear them or any kind of heel for that matter.
"Just forget the fact that I'm not wearing heels, okay? I just don't want to. Is that such a crime?" I snapped.
Magnus, Alec, Jace, and Simon shook their heads. I nodded at them before going into the street to haul a cab. This time it was all four boys were talking in hushed voices. Probably about my behavior. I ignored them and waited. Why I was in the street was beyond me. I wasn't at all in the right mind.
"You know there are no cabs right, Iz?" Jace said tentatively.
"Oh yeah." I shook my head to clear it of all thoughts. "I totally forgot."
"Are you sure you're okay, Izzy?" Simon asked gently.
"I'm fine," I snapped again. Then I sighed. "I'm sorry. I am just not in the right state of mind. Maybe some demon hunting will help me pull my mind together."
They nodded, unsure. "I already called us a cab," Magnus said. "It should be here shortly."
And just like that, a cab came speeding down the street. It screeched to a stop right next to me. I climbed in and waited patiently for us to get to to Pandemonium. When we got there, I stepped out of the cab and headed inside without waiting for any of the others. Sensing and not seeing any demons, I took a seat at the bar and ordered a shot of vodka. Simon took a seat next to me and stole my shot of vodka. I glared at him. For the next thirty minutes, we talked about Clary and how we were going to deal with the situation. It was about eleven forty when I spotted a green hair demon. He had a scruffy beard, blue eyes, and a scar that ran from his temple to the bottom of his jaw. Smiling, I made my way towards him.
"Hi," I purred seductively.
The demon smirked. "Hey, beautiful."
I ran my hand down his chest. "How about you and I go somewhere private?"
He grinned before taking my hand and leading me to the storage closet. I really hope that Jace and Alec saw me before this guy took me in here. Not that I couldn't handle myself. Now it was my turn to grin. I had this demon right where I wanted him. He gave me a look of confusion. I took this hesitation to my advantage and kicked him in the chest. The heels gave me the upper hand, but with flats, it didn't do much damage. At least I had power to my kick. The demon stumbled backwards. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Jace and Alec stalk out of the darkness. They both had amused smirks on their faces. The bastards probably knew what I was thinking. Damn them to hell. I took out two daggers that I sheathed in my thigh halter and threw them at the demon. He was able to dodge one but the other decided to make this demon's forehead its home. I grinned once again as I watched the demon shrivel up. That was too easy. Not as fun as it could have been.
"Too easy. I didn't even get to have any fun. I'm going to sit with Magnus." Alec waved to Jace and I before exiting.
Jace, who had unsheathed his Seraph Blade, walked forward. His eyes widened before he threw down the blade and ran out. I sighed. Just because he's angry doesn't mean he needs to take out his anger on the weapons. They didn't do anything.
Sorry for not updating in so long. I feel like crap about it but there's nothing I can do about it... Except say sorry a million times. I'm so sorry! I wish I had updated sooner, but I've been been working and updating other stories. I wanted to update this story but I've been off my game so I didn't want to write a bad chapter. :( I hope you guys can forgive me for this chapter being so late. Just remember that I love you all :) and I apologize if any of this chapter was crappy. Like I said, I've been off my game lately. For what reason, I don't know.
But on a better note, The Mortal Instruments comes out in three days! My dad went to the theater and personally got the tickets for me. He didn't want to go online and get them. I've already got my outfit picked out and everything. Who else is going to the premiere?