Hey my lovely readers!

Wow eight reviews overnight! That is absolutely amazing! Just so we all know, I'm calling this a leading-chapter, a section of writing that will lead into the next section of the story, so it isn't very long at all so please don't review and say "to short". It is meant to be short

Some of you have got this inkling that there might be a 'storm' metaphorically… I guess we'll just have to wait and see…

Impulses, Chapter 9: Red Figures

The night was beginning to chill, Clary's shivers became more frequent but she didn't mind. She just wanted everyone to be having a good time, it sounded ridiculous considering it was her wedding, but she didn't want people to get bored or be uninterested.

"Hey, you cold" Jace came up behind her, wrapping his strong, safe arms around her waist. They were standing on a small balcony off one of the large glass doors. The breeze caressed Clary's face and bare arms, chilling her which didn't go unnoticed by Jace.

"Just a bit" She replied quietly looking out. She didn't know exactly what she was looking at but she felt peaceful.

"Here" Jace pulled his tux jacket off and draped over Clary's shoulders to give her some warmth. She turned to look up into his eyes, and smiled slightly. He pressed his lips sweetly down onto hers for a brief second before pulling her closer to him, looking out with her.

"You know, I couldn't have asked for anything more perfect" Jace said quietly.

"I'm glad, I wasn't easy to bring together and I-" Clary started before being interrupted.

"I was talking about you" Jace whispered into her ear. He slowly kissed her neck lovingly making her sigh against him. The things he did to her was unbearable. She didn't even care if people saw them; she wanted to be with him right now, to have him hold her the way he was.

Clary let her eyes flutter closed for a moment before she caught a red dash run across her vision. Jace hadn't seen it and was still kissing her neck, tangling his fingers through the tips of her hair.

"Jace…" Clary started.

"Yes baby?" Jace answered not taking his face out of her flaming curls.

"Um… I think there was somebody down there" She whispered but Jace simply replied, "Nobody that we have to worry about, if they were part of the reception they would be up here" Clary just nodded slightly trying to make herself believe what Jace was telling her, but something kept nagging at her, tugging at her heart like a cat tugging on string. There was something up and she had no idea what it was. It was unsettling.

Then suddenly she saw the red flash past her vision again, and then as she tried to follow the figure, her ears were filled with a blood curdling scream.

-Impulses-

Clary was running down the stairs to the foyer of the building as quickly as she could, which wasn't very fast considering her dress. She just kept running till she reached the gardens out the back where she heard the scream. Jace was rushing after her calling her name with a blade at the ready, no doubt Alec and Isabelle were following and Angel knows who else.

She felt her chest tighten as she struggled to breath, she'd been taking some time off training to get the wedding and reception together, so even though she was a Shadowhunter, she was extremely unfit and knew she would not be fighting anything tonight is Jace got his way. Running through the dark gardens she followed the smell of blood, making her stomach churn but she continued to run. The smell became overwhelming as she turned and saw a small frail body drenched in blood lying in a crumpled position, Clary halted suddenly and let out a small scream piercing the night sky.

"Clary! Wait!" She could hear Jace yelling and as he came up behind her and say the body he wrapped his arms around his wife trying to calm her.

"Baby, it's okay" Clary's breathing began to quicken, she didn't know why. She'd seen far worse things than that but it was causing her to reach hysteria worrying Jace. "Hey, it's okay, it's okay I'm here understand? I won't let anything happen to you" He pulled her into him tightly Clary felt his chest rise and fall against her check which soothed her slightly.

Alec had run over to the body to check the pulse quickly, "She's alive but only just" So it was a female… Clary started to shake violently, not just from the cold. Jace had to grip her hard against him to stop her from falling to the ground; she couldn't hold her own weight anymore.

She realised what was doing this to her. It wasn't the fact that this had happened, but it was who it had happened to. Lying before her was none other than…

Jocelyn Fairchild.

Hey guys,

Okay I know this was short but I didn't know how to finish it in one chapter, I wanted this to be a massive cliffy

Okay, so I got eight reviews so quickly I thought you deserve an update now. Next chapter please perhaps… another 10 reviews? I don't want to push it too far and make reviewing a chore, I want my readers to do it because they want to tell me how they feel about the story and my writing.

Tell me what you thought, favourite parts of this leading chapter (well it isn't really a chapter is it?) and favourite parts of the overall story :D

Thanks guys.

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