Hi! I'm so, so, so, so sorry I didn't update yesterday. High school is jam packed with homework, and my kitchen is actually in reconstruction right now, so it's loud and annoying. Anyway, please forgive me and receive my gift of a fresh chapter!

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"Witchlight." Jace whispered as he, Isabelle, Alec, and Simon surrounded themselves in a swirling layer of darkness. "Witchlight!"

"Shh!" Isabelle put a finger to her lips, enfulging the room in the sky blue color that the runestone gave off. The hotel of death looked as it sounded: ripped up chairs scattered with mysterious stains cluttered the 'lobby', along with chunks of wood missing where the stairs used to be. Oddly, there was no sign of the Night Children. The vampires tended to enjoy revealing themselves, and while it was normal to have them wait for several moments before appearing, Hotel Dumort looked absolutely deserted.

"Where are they?" Alec hissed, his hand clutching an inactivated seraph blade.

"Raphael should've come out by now." Simon said in a nervous voice. "He never likes to wait before pouncing-"

"Who cares if the bloodsuckers, sorry Simon, don't show themselves? Just watch your back, but avoiding them at all possible would be good; we're too outnumbered. Remember, we're here for Clary." Isabelle whisper shouted.

Suddenly a thumping sound echoed throughout the empty hotel and Simon jumped. Isabelle and Alec looked upward quickly, while Jace clenched his fists, his nails cutting into his hands. Where are you?

"Sister!" Sebastian shook Clary awake, her black eyes never blinking as she stared up at him. "Listen." There was a crunching sound, the sound of boots on shattered debris, probably glass, and faint whispers coming from downstairs.

"The Shadowhunters." Her toneless voice stated as she swung herself mechanically off of the bed to face the rotten wood door.

Sebastian smirked as he handed Clary a shimmering seraph blade. "Do your duty Clarissa. Remember-"

"Save the blonde. Kill the others. Yes brother, I remember." She spat, twirling the knife in her fingers as she crouched into the wall beside the door, preparing to spring at the intruders.

Sebastian wandered off towards the bathroom, watching Clary swing her blade forwards as the door flew open.

"Clary!" Jace panted, nearly out of breath- he, Alec, Simon, and Izzy had had to climb her whip which had been temporarily used as a grappling hook. "Clary?" He asked again, taking in the empty mold infested room. What-

He threw himself backwards as a knife flew towards him, an inch away from his head. Jace pulled out a sword, and swung forwards, watching in amazement as a girl with fiery red curls leapt backwards against the wall, flipping in mid-air to land on the remainders of the hotel bed. She ducked just as the sword hit the wall behind her with a thwack, exactly where she would have been a second ago. "Clary?! By the angel, I'm so-" He rushed towards her and she whipped out a small dagger, clutching it till her fingers went white.

"Back away if you want to live." She growled, and her voice was monotone. Jace took a step back, hands up, taking in Clary's appearance. She was wearing her Shadowhunter gear, thank goodness- he hadn't wanted her to have to change clothes when she was kidnapped by Sebastian. However, her skin was substantially pale, and her eyes... her eyes were brown circled with white. It looked unnatural on her. "I'm not going to hurt you Clary. What did he do to you?" He started as she clenched the blade tighter.

"Jace! He's... he's gone!" Isabelle cried out, and Jace turned to see her terrified and shocked expression. "Sebastian portaled! He's gone."

"What have you done to my brother!" Clary screamed, throwing herself onto Jace, lifting the knife above her head. He struggled underneath her, trying to move, but she brought the knife down, its tip poking into his chest...

A hand lunged out and grabbed the knife from Clary, tossing it across the room in a careless gesture. "Simon." Jace breathed. Thank the angel for the Daylighter's reflexes. Clary looked stunned, and then she started beating Jace with her fists. "What have you done! What have you done!" She shrieked endlessly. Suddenly, she stopped, her eyes unfocused as she stared back down at him. She lifted her shaking hands, gasping at them for a moment. "What have I done?" She whimpered as she collapsed to the floor, twisting and turning, her body quivering erratically.

"Clary!" Jace reached towards her, but Alec held him back. "Don't touch her, not right now. She's in Sebastian's control."

"But she fought him!" He yelled back at the Lightwood son. "Dang it, she fought him, and she needs me!"

Clary stopped shaking as suddenly as she started, a little breath coming out of her now open mouth. Her eyes flickered open, back to their glimmering emerald green.

"Clary!" Jace cried, dashing towards her and encompassing her petite body within his long muscled arms. "Clary, it's ok, I'm here now."

"Ja-" She started, then stopped. Her eyes went from dreamy to confused, and she pushed herself away from him and the others, grabbing at the carpet to pull herself backwards.

"Who are you?" She whispered.

Oh yeah, I played the 'amnesia' card! Keep waiting till next Monday to see if Clary can remember the shadow world- and most importantly, Jace.

And what about Sebastian? Where is he wreaking havoc now? And was her losing her memory part of his plan? Will he come back for her?

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