I'm back! Michael Northstar should be introduced in this chapter. Yes, Northstar. It's a good name. But he won't be a cop... I thought of a better role for his personality.

It's good to be updating again!

Again, I might get Chicken Pox from the vaccine, so I'm just saying that now. I probably won't, since I've already gotten it, but still. I'm pretty sure I have 2 of the 4 early chicken pox signs, but those can go to any sickness. :\

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Clary's POV (1st person)

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It was the next day. I was at Idris high, in English class. Again. It was a bright day outside, with just a couple of clouds in the sky. It was around the end of class. Closer then I realized, actually. A few seconds later, the bell rang, dismissing us to gym class.

I sighed, stood up, and started walking to my locker. My feet made quiet clang noises. The hallway was eerily silent. I arrived at my red locker, put in the combination 12-4-36, and opened it.

Any fear I might've had disappeared when I opened it. There was nothing in it besides my stuff that was supposed to be in it. I put away my English supplies, closed the door, turned around, and started walking.

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time jump

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Gym class is over. Finally. My knees are aching, my arms are sore, and I can barely turn my head.

I get dressed back into my white T-shirt, my tan shorts, and beige sandals while I put away my sweat-soaked gym outfit.

I started walking towards the door. As I looked around, I noticed that there was no one there. Weird.

I felt this painful shock at my side and fell down. I fell down face first onto the cold floor. I started tasting a bit of iron.

A pair of hands grabbed my shoulders and turned me around. I looked up, and saw gold. Jace.

He put his weight onto my chest as he laid down.

"Ola yaakun." He said, staring at me with a look that gave the feeling of anger, brutality, and desire. "It means Hello honey in Mayan."

"You know Mayan?" I asked, curious, but still not happy.

"That's not the point. The point is, you seem to have forgotten."

"Forgotten what? I remember everything you did to me."

"Oh I've seen it in the way he looks at you."

"Who?"

"Simon. It's obvious he likes you, and from your look, you feel the same."

"I don't know what you're talking about!" He was really starting to annoy me.

"Then maybe you need a reminder." Oh god. No!

"No Jace! NO!" He grabbed my right hand with his right hand and pulled out a knife with his left hand. Right. I forgot. He's a leftie. That doesn't change much anyway.

He flipped over my hand, to see the words that had almost faded away. He took the knife and started cutting out the 'Y' again.

The cold knife met my hand and started tracing up. I cried out in pain.

"Shut up. I need silence." He snapped at me aggressively.

All of the sudden, a dark figure tackled into Jace, knocking him down. I looked up as they engaged in a fistfight.

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So, that's the end of the chapter! I'm back! Kind of short, but at least I kind of know where to go next...

Still accepting OCs. Chapter 5 for more details.

Ever Elizabeth Doyle - Shadowhuter1995

Michael Northstar (Should be properly introduced in the next chapter) - Greygirl2358

Goodbye!