I broke my index finger, so typing is sort of painful, and I might occassionaly take me awhile 2 UD.

CPOV

I stared at Jace, then looked back at the window.

"So," I said. "Really. How'd you get in?"

Jace raised his eyebrows and shrugged. "How do you think I got in?"

I bit my lip, knowing that there was no way in hell Jon would let a teenage boy in my room. And Mom would've pulled out a gun on him.

"Okay," I said, finally giving in. "So why are you here?"

Jace stood up, looking completely at ease. "I came to take you to my house." I sat up straight. "Whoa-whoa. Not happening. Sorry, but you're going to have to leave, before my mom or brother comes in."

Jace snorted. "You're actually the one who's going to wake them up. Besides, you don't have much of a choice. You're going to have to come anyways."

I shook my head, raking my fingers through my red hair. "What do you want from me?"

He walked over to my door, pressing his ear against the door, as if making sure they weren't being listened to.

Satisfied, he turned back around. "You."

I smirked at him. "Sorry, Blondie. But you aren't really my type."

Jace nodded, picking up my combat boots and tossing them on my lap. "Put these on," he said firmly.

"Yes, sir."

Jace rolled his eyes. "Hurry up and get dressed, and I'll take you to the Institute."

I froze. "What kind of institute?" I asked carefully.

He opened my bathroom door, waving me inside. "You'll find out," he said. "If you get dressed."
____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

I pulled on my black denim short shorts, ripped black T, and pulled my hair back in a braid. I sighed as I pulled on my boots. I wondered if my dream had meant anything.

Valentine was dead. I'd seen him die. So how was it that he was after me?

I sighed and applyed my makeup and threw on a denim jacket, and kicked my door open. And stared.

Jace was sitting on my black and red velvet window seat, playing with a long, thin, glowing dagger.

I gasped, and felt something prickle in my head, as if woken from a coma.

The dagger looked familiar. I shook my head, frowning. I'd never seen a glowing dagger before. Why did it look so familiar...

"You ready?" Jace's lazy voice interrupted my thoughts , and I glared at him. "Let's hurry up before they wake up," I muttered, heading to my door.

"And just where are you going, Clarissa?"

I looked over my shoulder at him, pretty sure my confusion was scribbled all over my face. "To the institute."

Jace rolled his eyes. "If you go that way, you'll wake up your parents. It's easier to go through the window."

I only have one parent. I shook off that thought, relieved that Jace didn't know about Valentine.

I followed him over to look out my window. My window was a mosaic of an angel, holding a cup and a sword, emerging from a silver lake. Mom had thrown a fit over it, of course. But I hid it from her with my red velvet and black lacey curtains.

The drop was high, with a large cherry tree a couple of yards away from the window. I still couldn't believe he came through this wa.

"Please explain to me your version of 'easier'."

Jace gave me a pointed look. "Sweetheart, it's only eleven feet. And besides," he added quickly, seeing my expression. "I'll catch you."

I took a deep breath. "Fine," I said, managing to keep the tremor out of my voice. "You'll go first. And if you don't catch me, I'll make the feeling leave your balls."

He snickered. "You know, out of all the girls who've wanted to touch me, you're the first to make it sound exciting."

I made it exciting.

Jace grunted, trying to stand up.

I giggled at his pained expression. "Are you sure I'm not to exciting for you?"

He glared and stood up. "I hope it won't hurt when I accidently drop you," he muttered, crouching on my window sill.

Then he jumped.

I clapped my hand over my mouth to keep my scream from becoming louder than a whisper.

Leaning over the edge, I looked wildly aroundfor the blond. "JACE," I whisper-screamed. "Jace. Where are you?"

I heard a soft laugh, and looked down.

Jace was standing on the ground, right below my window, and looking madly amused. "Your turn," he called in a stage whisper, in between gasps of laughter. Glad somebody found my panic amusing.

I crouched on the sill in a position similar to his. I sprang.

My hands groped the black air, desperately trying to feel branches to grab a hold to.

I grabbed nothing, and continued to fall, wishing that I had wings.

I saw the ground coming closer and closer to my face, and right before my face smashed into the dirt, strong arms wrapped around my waist and caught me, my face just inches from the ground.

I pulled away from him angrily. "Jesus," I half-screamed. "You retard. Were you trying to get me killed?"

Jace shook his head, still holding me as I swayed. "Trust me," he said, flicking at my braid. "If I'd tried, you wouldn't be alive."

I shoved him, causing him to stumble back slightly. I frowned at him, trying to remember if he'd had a twin or not.

I felt nausesous, especially as the Two Jaces both reached forward to catch me as I fell.
____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

APOV

Hodge and my parents had both freaked when I was ten and cast a spell on Izzy to make her lose her voice.

From what I've been told, I'm the first Shadowhunter to have some warlock blood in me, making me slightly more powerful than an average witch or warlock.

Hodge had been trying to get me a warlock to train me, but in New York, that wasn't exactly easy.

So he'd been training me in magic himself, showing me average, easy spells that any young warlock could do.

I'd been taught to trust my instinct, to cast a spell or charm without thinking about it.

I really hadn't meant to put that forgetting spell on the mundie. Clary, as Magnus told me in his texts.

But I'd never been told that spells had side affects.

Which is why it was pretty random when Jace came barging in carrying the unconcious mundie.
____________________________________________________________________________________

I really really really didn't mean for this chapter to end up like this, so i'll UD really soon, okay?

Review =D