I don't own the characters or TMI. Cassandra Clare does.
Oh, and the guest that kept slamming me? 1.) The first chapter was meant to show that I'm not just starting with a change. 2.) Clary wasn't wearing heels. 3.) It was my 3rd chapter of my 1st fanfic. I was new at it, and I didn't know that I could put in lines. Sorry about making this public, but I can't PM you, and I got a bit annoyed.
The people who voted for this POV are:
Lady Kaylee
Superior was eager to find out was his new mission was. He quickly looked over at Clary. She was most likely nervous about what mission she would have to go on. Time froze for him in that moment, to think about Clary.
He was happy that Clary was staying with them, frankly. He always wanted to meet his master's daughter. But now that she was here, he became enveloped in her beauty. He just wanted to run his fingers through her wild ruby red hair and kiss her lips. Her beautiful, beautful lips. He could get lost in her saphire green eyes. God, she was beautiful.
The moment ended and time continued. He looked back towards Valentine, who started to explain the mission.
"I'm going to need you to sneak into the New York Institute and get something for me." Said Valentine.
"What?" Asked Clary.
"The mortal sword. It used to be in the silent city, but now it's being held by the New York Institute. It's most likely going to be in the armoury, which is here." Valentine pointed to a room on a map he was carrying. "Got that?"
"Yes master." He said, eager to begin this mission.
"Yes, father." Said Clary. He couldn't understand why she didn't like Valentine. Valentine's her father for crying out loud!
"Ok then. Don't dissapoint me." Was how Valentine ended the conversation. So he left to their armoury, which was down the corridor, take a left, turn right, make a U-turn, go up the stairs, turn right, then another right, then go into a cupboard under the stairs, type in the password 57T23Y65 in the hidden computer, then go inside the door, down the steps, hang a left, and then you're there!
He went in the armoury. There were weapon racks, chests, armor stands, tables, and cupboards. He went over to a large wooden cupboard and pulled out some seraph blades. Then he went to a chest and got some steles, and other assorted weapons. He also switched his mask with a different one that was thinner and stopped about 3/4 of the way down, so he could mouth words to Clary. She wouldn't know any of the signals. He was about to leave when he remembered.
"My machete!" He yelled. He went over to one of the weapon racks and grabbed it. He remembered having this machete when he was a little boy. He remembered the first person he killed with it. He shuddered and walked back to the kitchen.
When he got there, he saw Clary just sitting at the table, not looking pleased at all. He found it hard to believe that she didn't like being here.
"Ok then, now we can go." He said, giving Clary a stele and a Seraph blade.
"Ok." Clary said grumpily.
"Why are you grumpy?"
"Oh, you wouldn't get it."
"No, I'm pretty sure I would."
"No, you wouldn't."
He was about to say otherwise, again, when Valentine walked in.
"Ok, you're good to go? The portal's ready." Said Valentine.
"Ok, let's go." Said Clary. She then walked toward the living room, where the portal was. He fast-walked to catch up with her. He looked at Clary really fast, and dove into the portal. Not before, however, grabbing Clary by the back of her neck, and taking her with him.
They were at the institute. Clary looked at him and flipped out.
"WHY IN THE WORLD WOULD YOU DO THAT?!" Clary yelled at him.
"Just to make sure that you came." He answered.
"Oh... I'm going to kill you when we're done..."
"Sure..." Clary slapped him across the face.
"OW! WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?!" He asked/yelled.
"You annoyed me." Clary walked away, ending the conversation. He jogged to keep up with her. Clary started walking towards the door. He grabbed her by the shoulders, picked her up, and carried her to the other side of the Institute. He eventually had to put her down.
"Why did you pick me up?" Asked Clary, slightly annoyed.
"You can't walk in the front door. This is a stealth mission." He answered. Clary was probably going to say something else, but he already walked away towards a panel on the side of the building. He ripped the panel off the side of the building and threw it to the side. I t hit the ground with a satisfying clang. He got down on all fours and crawled in.
"What are you doing?" Clary asked.
"Getting inside." He answered. "Come in too."
"I'm not su-" Clary stopped talking when he grabbed her and pulled her in with him.
"Why the hell would you do that?!" Clary asked.
"SHHHHH! We're officially in the building; we don't want anyone to hear us now." He answered quietly.
"Well then why do you still smell like lavender?"
"Because I'm awesome like that." Clary just sighed. As they were crawling through the air duct, their 'footsteps' clanged silently. Everything smelled like dirt, dust, blood, ichor, and lavender from himself. They started to crawl over a screen that had a room under it. He looked through the screen, and saw that it was the sick room. Alec and Magnus were sitting there. Magnus had a long cut down his leg that was stiched up, but still looked horrible.
"Did you do that?" Clary mouthed to him. He nodded his head.
"Wait..." Alec said below them.
"What, Alexander?" Asked Magnus.
"Lavender."
"What about it?"
"I smell lavender."
"Now that you mention it, I smell it too." They started looking up towards the screen.
"Move." He mouthed. So they started moving further. They passed multiple other rooms until they finally reached the armoury. They looked down through the screen and located the mortal sword.
He took out the screen and fell down silently. Clary fell down later and he grabbed her in his arms so she wouldn't make a noise. Clary gave him an evil glare and he dropped her. She made a quiet noise when she hit the floor. The armoury looked a lot like his own. He went over to where the mortal sword was and grabbed it and put it in a sheathe he had on his back.
He was about to leave when the door swung open and Izzy was there in the doorway. There were several other shadowhunters behind her with seraph blades and other weapons. Izzy looked around and saw Clary and her jaw nearly fell off her face.
"WHAT THE HELL, CLARY?!" Izzy asked in a state of disbelief.
"Sorry." Replied Clary. He didn't want anything to happen, so he ran over to Clary, swung his cape over her, and hit a button. There was a soft whir, and the world around him faded, and re-apearred with a different background.
"You shouldn't do that without warning me." Said Clary nauseously. That usually happened the first time people teleport.
"I'm sorry, I just acted without thinking." He said.
"Yeah. I guess."
"But at least we're all safe."
"Yeah." Clary let out a small smile. He wasn't thinking. He grabbed Clary, holding onto her with his arms, pulled her closer to him, and kissed her.
Who is Superior? Did you get any ideas? Will Clary ever get back? Will we find out soon?
I'm glad that this one was chosen, because it's the one I had, and it's a long chapter. I have a definate idea what I want the POV to be in the next chapter, so no voting there.
Please review fairly and PM me ideas. Thank you for reading.
