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Part II, Chapter 2

Clary POV

Once we returned to the house I realized we had much less time than I thought we did. I grabbed all the things in my room that were important to me and then I burned the rest.

Lucian and I went down to free my mother and while they were talking, reminiscing actually, I returned to watch all my belongings go up in smoke. To ensure there was nothing left to track me by. Nothing at all.

My mother came up the stairs for the first time in my life. She squinted heavily and it seemed she did not have the muscle mass needed for the job, but we would get out. We had to.

"We really should get heading. If we had time I would free the angel, but we're likely to get caught as it is. We haven't time to take on such risky business. I'm sorry Jocelyn." Lucian was saying as I walked into the room. Poor Ithuriel.

"I understand. Are Clary's things taken care of?"

"Why don't you ask her yourself?" he pointed towards me.

"Oh! Clary, what did you do with your belongings?" My mother questioned me.

"I gathered a few of the things that were most important to me and then I set my room on fire, just as Lucian instructed."

"Good." And my mother smiled. She actually smiled a real smile. It was the first time in my life I had seen actual light in her eyes and a true smile free of the burdens of life. She was very pale but still gorgeous. In fact, if you asked me, I thought it made her hair seem all the more vibrant.

"Well come along now ladies! We had better be going before our chances of escape decrease even more." Lucian said as he herded us out the door. "How do you think we will escape the fastest Jocelyn?"

"Well, I was thinking Ragnor Fell. After all, he was the one that gave me this solution," my mother said, pointing to a bottle I'd never seen before in my life, "and my family's connections with him should make him more sympathetic to our escape. It's the fastest way I can think."

"Ragnor Fell? Are you crazy? That's the surest way to get caught! Valentine will know that we escaped that way the moment he finds you missing!" He burst out.

"But Lucian, can't you see it's the only way? All he has to do is check for portal openings near Ragnor Fell and then he'll know we didn't go that way, and then there will be a whole search party after us! It's the only way to escape Alicante with any chance of survival!"

"We could hide with my pack. I'm sure they wouldn't mind having you two around for a couple days, especially not since I'm the pack leader. They wouldn't dare oppose me."

"I can't let you risk more lives than just ours. Valentine will kill them all and it will only give him the ammunition he needs to disband the Accords for good. Please Lucian. Can't you see it's the only way?" My mother's voice now sounded as if it were pleading. "Arguing is not getting us anywhere. If we are going to escape, we must leave now."

"Very well then, but I'm not the one responsible if we get caught." He acquiesced, very ungracefully. I had come to the conclusion that my mother's friend was a very sore loser.

Ragnor's house was actually a very small hut in an open field surrounded on one side by the forests leading to Alicante. Puffs of smoke came out the chimney in colorful shapes as we approached, reflecting the sunlight as other clouds do at sunset.

Once we arrived, my mother began pleading with him just as she had with Lucian. I could only hear snatches of the conversation because Lucian was obeying my mother's wishes and trying to keep me out of it, to disband my fears. She was treating me like a child, of course. I wasn't afraid.

Lucian and I sat in an uncomfortable silence while we waited for my mother.

"Please, Ragnor… only way... portal… Valentine… kill… Accords… captive." I gathered from my mother's patchy words.

Ragnor replied but he did so in a hushed murmur, so quiet I couldn't understand a thing. Whatever they were saying, it seemed as if Ragnor was complying with her wishes, after an initial argument.

"Clary, come along, you go with Lucian first, and I'll be right along. I must talk with him alone before you go though. Come give momma a hug darling." I walked over to her waiting arms to be engulfed and kissed on the head, just like the eight year old she was treating me like. I was even short enough to play the part. "I love you. No matter what happens, I'll always love you." She whispered into my hair.

"I love you too, mom, but nothings going to happen, and please stop treating me like a child. I'm almost sixteen." I replied.

"But you are a child. You will always be my baby."

"Whatever, mom. Go talk to Lucian."

She walked away looking slightly hurt at my comment, but if we were going out to the real world, she needed to stop treating me like I was such a baby. I could take care of myself. After all, I had 16 years of Shadowhunter training to back me up.

I glanced over to where Lucian and my mother were talking in hushed tones. Lucian looked outraged at something she had told him. I couldn't blame him—my mother had that effect on even the calmest people.

He stalked over to me and pasted a false smile on his face.

"You ready to go, kid?"

"Sure, Lucian."

Ragnor was drawing up a portal near the fireplace. The first leg of our journey only a few steps away. Lucian put his arms around me once it was completed and we jumped into the swirl of nothingness.

Just before everything became a total void, Lucian whispered in my ear, "Oh and by the way kid, the name's Luke now. Don't forget."

The churning colors and shapes pushed me into oblivion.

Valentine POV

She was gone. Gone. And she took Victoria with her. Though she didn't call her Victoria. She called her some other blasted name. Clary or something.

I should have put a stop to that the moment it started. At least I knew better for the next time.

I would get her back. After all, it was all part of Raziel's plan for me to succeed. It just didn't make sense for me to fail. Raziel and I would not let that come to pass. We had both worked too hard on this for it to come crashing down now.

I walked calmly out of the house in search of the twice traitor. I knew where I could find her.

After all, she would only go to the fastest way out.

Jace POV

Alec and I waited for Isabelle at the elevator. As usual, she was taking hours to get ready. How long could it take anyone to get ready? Certainly not hours

I groaned.

"She shouldn't be too much longer. At least, I hope not." Alec comforted.

"I swear she's in love with herself; how else could she stare at a mirror for three whole hours?"

"If you'd paid any attention to Greek mythology, you would have just called her a narcissist."

"Who cares about some fake gods from people centuries ago? I sure as hell don't."

"What about fake gods?" Isabelle asked as she swayed up the corridor. She looked amazing, as usual, though I wasn't about to give her the satisfaction of hearing it from me. It's not like what she wore even mattered anyways—she was my sister in all the ways that mattered. She only looked good to bait some hormone driven demons. And her long white dress was too old-fashioned for my tastes, covered up too much.

"Just how you think you're one of them; but that's why they're called fake."

Isabelle looked offended, but didn't lose her cool… yet.

"You're just jealous you can't look as good as me."

I snorted. "Fake god? Yeah, my number one dream." My voice was laced thick with sarcasm.

Alec cleared his throat. "Are you two done being two-year-olds? Because if you are, we have a demon to kill." He pressed the button to summon the elevator.

"Apparently fake gods are too immature to do anything more than that." I squeezed in just as the elevator came to a halt and we all filed in.

Alec just groaned and pointedly ignored me, already in mission-mode. Not like he needed it or anything. I always did all the work anyways.

I pressed the button for the ground floor and we were on our way.

Tonight, we were going to kick some demon ass at Pandemonium.

Luke POV

I tumbled out the other end of the portal with Clary in my arms. I glanced up to see the Paris skyline.

Jocelyn said to head to the air-port and get on the first flight to New York with or without her. I placed a glamour on both Clary and myself and dashed in the direction of the airport. I hated going ahead without Jocelyn but she said that if I endangered Clary, she would disappear from my life forever.

"Where's my mom?" Clary's small voice asked from my arms. She might be fit, but carrying her was faster than running beside her. And she was small enough that she didn't even slow me down.

"She said to get out of Paris as fast as we could. The portal will lead Valentine here and we need to be as far from France and Alicante as possible. She's not far behind. She said she wanted to get a few things from Ragnor first. We'll meet back up at our final destination." I explained in a dry, rushed tone. No time to explain. Every second was essential to getting out.

"Where's the final destination?" She asked innocently.

"I can't tell you that. If we get caught and your mom escapes, I don't want her in danger. Telling you would put her in danger because eventually you would crack under the torture. I don't plan to live long enough for torture so no one would ever know."

"What if she gets caught?"

"Then we can only hope she had enough time to swallow her potion."

I was expecting her to ask about the potion but it was a big day and she was probably confused by all the changes in a few short hours.

We got to the airport and snuck into a flight to New York; the easiest place to disappear. Once we took off, we found two empty seats and settled in for a long day of chasing the sun across the Atlantic.

Jocelyn POV

I watched my daughter fall into the opening of the portal in the arms of one of the only people left in the world I trusted.

Then, as I turned to speak with Ragnor about coming with us to flee from Valentine, I heard the sickening sounds of someone approaching. He did too.

My eyes grew wide with fear as I whisper-shouted, "Quick, close the portal! Disappear! Never come back! They'll only hunt you to find Clary. It's the only way!"

As I said it, I knew that would be the last time I ever saw my daughter. I opened my vile of potion and drank it as quickly as if my life depended on it.

I fell to the floor just as Ragnor disappeared and the door burst open, framing Valentine's silhouette perfectly.

And then I realized my life did depend on it because Clary's did, and without her in this world, my life meant nothing.

My eyes closed slowly as I slipped into a dreamlike state, never to be awoken again.

Alright, so my whole updating schedule plan turned to dust. I guess y'all probably noticed that and I'm so sorry. I'm pretty sure you don't want to hear another lame-ass excuse about how my crazy move messed up my school stuff and I had to work on that for a month so I won't go into detail, but basically that's what happened. I'm really sorry guys! ): Bad writer! lol You all have my full permission to yell at me.

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