A/N: It's the moment we've all been waiting for!

Disclaimer: Most of these awesome characters are not mine

Oh Star

Magnus' POV

I stood there, frozen for the longest time as I watched Artemis slowly lose it. The sky was no longer red, nor was there a gigantic hole. Whatever just happened destroyed her spell in a matter of seconds, though the angels beside her were still under her control.

"Michael!" Artemis barked. Michael came to her side at once.

"Yes, my Lord?" he said quietly, though his voice still boomed inside my head, making it hard for me to breathe.

"What the hell is going on?"

Michael looked away in discontent. His wings billowed at his side uncomfortably. "I believe one of my brothers has came to the earth plane with plans to stop you‒"

"That's impossible!" she snarled. She whipped her head and marched towards me. She was inches from my face as she gripped my shirt. "Speak."

I gasped audibly as the tight invisible grip on my neck loosened. "Aren't you supposed to be a woman? This is my favorite shirt and you're ripping it. As a woman, you should have more respect for clothing."

She gripped my shirt tighter and smiled darkly. "I don't give two fucks about your favorite shirt. What the hell is going on? I am the only one who has the ability to summon angels successfully. Are there spells in the Book of White?"

I grinned. "I don't know. I haven't observed all of the pages yet."

"Are you trying to toy with me?" she hissed, her smile disappearing. "You don't want to mess with me, Magnus. What is going on?"

I simply grinned wider, no longer caring about my life. If, somehow, angels fell from the sky and killed her, I wouldn't care. I had nothing to live for; not anymore, anyways.

Sebastian's POV

I looked up at the sky and frowned in dismay. The night sky was glittered with stars that seemed to grow larger every time I looked up. The gigantic hole was gone, and there was no ash in the cool evening air. Everyone was still frozen, and angels were still hovering by my Master's side. However, something was tugging at my head; some memory or some clue was trying to explain to me what was going on. Suddenly, I remembered my father.

The Mortal Instruments.

"Master!" I yelped as realization dawned on me. I ran to Artemis' side, throwing a disgusted glance at Magnus in the process, and nearly shook her shoulders. "Master, the Mortal Instruments!"

"What of them?" she said curtly.

"They can summon‒" but I couldn't get my sentence out before a sudden wave of heat blasted from above. I looked up and nearly screamed as dozens of stars entered the atmosphere.

Clary's POV

Looking up at the night sky nearly gave me a heart attack. Are stars supposed to be so close? Each one was about the size of a mini-van, and the heat that was radiating from them was intense.

However, the heat also warmed me to the bone.

I was able to sit up without pain; and, as I looked down, I noticed my wounds healing rapidly. The heat wrapped around my body and pulsed off of my skin. My heart pounded to the beat of the heat, making an orchestra of beautiful music that surrounded my body and made my smile. As the pulse quickened, my smile broadened, and soon I was laughing in pure bliss.

Suddenly, a lapse in my vision occurred, bringing my mind to a different place than my body. I knew I was still on the forest floor, laughing, but my mind, my vision, was somewhere else. I was watching an angel, a recognizable one at that, flying through the forest while a horse made of the purest white galloped in close range. The being on the horse had no shirt, showing slender but promising biceps and hard abs. His skin was decorated in Runes, Runes I had never seen before. The pants he wore were made of the purest gold, bronze, silver, and white. The material was unfamiliar and glowed under the full moon.

There was a large bow in the rider's hand; the bow was a parade of colors my eyes couldn't even comprehend, and it blazed brightly under the rider's grip. The quiver strapped to the rider's back looked like wholesome white leather, and it held what seemed like a thousand radiating arrows that were gold.

The rider's dark hair was wild against the wind, though it looked like a blanket of silk. And the rider's eyes were the bluest eyes I had ever seen. They glowed, almost like a jaguar's eyes on the hunt. The eyes also held recognition for me.

That's when I realized that the rider looked a lot like Alec.

Suddenly, I was back on the forest ground, laughing my butt off. I was high off joy, but also terrified of the fact that I had no idea what was going on. I looked up, though, and stopped laughing.

In front of me stood an angel, radiating and strong, staring down at me as it hovered.

"Clarissa," it said, "stand tall. You are a Shadowhunter, a proud child of God and a strong sister of Raziel. Your brother, Alexander, has risen and is ready to fight alongside the warriors of the heavens and gate-keepers of hell. Do you wish to fight alongside him as well?"

I was stunned, firstly because an angel was talking directly to me. Secondly, because the angel just said that Alec was alive. The vision I just had wasn't a dream; it was real. Alec was fighting alongside… Raziel? Raziel! He summoned Raziel! So that's who that angel was!

I suddenly realized that the angel before me was waiting for me to answer. I straightened my back and nodded sternly. "Yes, I want to fight alongside my brother."

"Very well then." the angel smiled, making my heart stop almost all together, and reached its hand out to me. Without a moment's hesitation, I took the outstretched hand and nearly laughed again as energy unknown to me wrapped around my body.

Isabelle's POV

I was frozen on the side of the spring, though the heat that was radiating around me filled me with bliss. I felt stronger than I have ever felt before, and I loved it! I wanted to flex my arms and laugh out loud, but I couldn't.

What seemed like stars were now clearly winged beings that hovered above the spring. They were angels, dozens of them. Some were big, and some looked like mere children, though none of them were larger than your average mini-van.

Artemis stood shaking on the large rock with her fists clenched to her sides and her mouth pressed in a hard line. Finally, she spoke:

"What is the meaning of this?"

"What is the meaning of this?" one of the angels boomed. An angel, with wings twice its size billowing at its sides, lowered down and met Artemis' eyes. The angel was obviously a male, for his muscles seemed to ripple across his bare chest. Also, he was naked. Somewhere, in the immature part of my brain, I was giggling.

"You have a lot of nerve asking such a question!" one of the child-sized angels snapped. Though the boy's body seemed small, his voice was enough to shake Artemis' spell and make me, along with other Shadowhunters and Downworlders, fall to our knees. "How dare you disrupt the very fabric of the heavens?"

"Watch your tongue, Cherubim," Michael snarled, now gripping a long golden sword. "Do not forget the law, young warrior. You are forbidden to spill earthling blood as long as those wings hold you high. I, however, can forbid you of speech and send you to the cells of Lucifer's house!"

The threat nearly choked me, but the Cherubim didn't even flinch. In fact, the boy didn't even look at Michael. That's when I remembered that, in the specific Order of the Angels, Cherubim were higher on the caste list than archangels.

"Artemis," the boy continued, "you shall be punished for your wrongdoings; for enslaving my brethren, and threatening the sanction of this world. Your lust to rule over the dimensions will cost you your breath, your life, and your soul!"

"Ha! Spare the act, you worthless scum. I can enslave all of you!" Artemis laughed. Has she gone mad? She was outnumbered and she knew it! However, Michael did have a point. None of the angels could hurt her, except for the ones she summoned.

Wait… who summoned all of these angels? Did they come on their own?

Lucifer took a step forward, his black wings spreading wide, and grinned. "I have waited a long time for this. Perhaps it is time to give Master Artemis what she desires?"

"Indeed," Sebastian agreed, though I could tell he was scared out of his mind.

"Nothing, no one, can stop me!" Artemis cackled.

"Aw, but that's where you're wrong," a loud, familiar voice called. Since the Cherubim's voice broke half of Artemis' seal, I was able to look over and see who spoke.

That's when I saw another angel, tall and proud, standing beside a large white horse. The rider of the horse was a handsome man, whose blue eyes shone a lot like…

ALEC?

Alec's POV

I looked upon the spring and was shocked by the situation. Dozens, maybe even hundreds, of bodies were scattered across the spring and inside the grotto. Every living creature was frozen, even the birds that were flying above.

Artemis was standing beside a dozen or so angels, each on harder to look at than the one before. Magnus was right next to her, frozen as well; though he had enough freedom to stare at me in disbelief and shock.

Artemis, on the other hand, was having a major bitch-fit.

"I killed you!" she bellowed. "How?"

I motioned the horse underneath me to get closer as I smiled. "You have terrible aim, that's how."

"Alec…" Magnus whispered. "Is that… really you?"

"Alec, my son!" dad wailed. "By the Angel… you're alive!"

"Alec!" Izzy screamed. "Watch out!"

I whipped my head to my left and nearly yelped as Sebastian suddenly appeared at my side. He held a long shiny sword and was positioned to strike. However, Raziel was calm at my side. Taking his calmness as a sign, I smiled.

Suddenly, Sebastian was gone from in front of me and ten feet away on the ground near the edge of the spring. On top of him was Clary.

Beside me, Raziel laughed. "It is time to take my brothers back. Perhaps it is time you do the same, young Shadowhunter?"

I looked quickly back at Clary in worry, but she looked up at me with a blade to Sebastian's throat and grinned. "I'll take care of Sebastian! Take care of Artemis!"

Magnus' POV

It's amazing how two seconds can change your life forever. One moment, there was no hope; and then the next, Alec suddenly appeared in the sexiest outfit known to man and beast. The tattoos all over him only magnified that attraction, but I was distracted by something else:

Alec's alive.

I felt tears sting my eyes in spite of me. Here I was, ready to give up everything, and Alec's been alive this whole time. And look at him! He wore an expression of pure confidence. The bow that was clutched in his hand seemed to pulse like a heartbeat. He looked like a true warrior!

He looked like my knight in shining armor.

He extracted an arrow from his quiver and readied it. "Artemis," he called out. God, hearing his voice again feels like heaven. "I don't want to kill you. I want to walk away from this knowing that I didn't have to kill anyone. I am in love with a warlock, after all, and killing you seems hypocritical. However, I will not give you mercy if you choose to continue this madness."

"Madness?" she laughed. "This is my world, now! Don't get all high and mighty just because you're back from the dead!"

"I've never been more alive," Alec smiled for a moment before going serious again. "Last call, Artemis."

Artemis took a step forward and looked at the angels around her; both the angels on her side and the angels against her. "It would be such a shame to not get to kill you. I want to fight you, and I want to watch you bleed. And what's even better is that all of your loved ones can watch you die now!"

Alec sighed and shook his head before hopping off of his stallion. He gave Artemis one final pitied look before he shook his head again.

Then suddenly, he disappeared.

The calm quietness erupted into cries of battles as Artemis' slave angels attacked the summoned angels that were still sane. I caught a glimpse of Alec as he dashed in front of me, his hair wild in the air and his eyes shining under the moonlight, as he tackled Artemis to the ground.

He had her pinned to the ground in seconds with a blade to her throat. Artemis hissed and shocked him with a ball of lightning, sending him flying backwards. He landed in the water, which frightened me because I wasn't sure if he would drown or not. However, my fears were quickly proven silly as Alec hovered out of the water. He stood on the spring water with pride in his eyes and a lazy smile.

He was standing on water. That's right, standing. Holy cow.

He aimed his quickly readied bow and fired that rainbow-colored arrow at the speed of light. Artemis barely missed the arrow, dodging it by pouncing in the air. While airborne, she fired multiple fireballs at Alec, cackling like a crazy cat lady.

Alec's POV

I always knew Artemis was crazy, but damn.

She was raining balls of fire as if it was New Years, and almost as if they were going to be enough to kill me. Oh, how wrong she was.

Isabelle's POV

Through the pangs of fighting angels, I watched as Alec swiftly dodged every single thrown fireball as if they were nothing. One gigantic fireball stood out as it flew towards him like hell was chasing it. It was too late for Alec to dodge it, and I knew he wasn't gonna make it. A scream built up in my throat, just dying to get out, but I choked it down as something miraculous happened.

Alec readied his arrow quickly and shot threw the arrow, dispersing the flaming ball immediately with giant rays of light that shot out in every direction as it made contact.

Artemis landed on a rock not too far from where Magnus was and made a face. She started to say something to Alec, but I couldn't understand her through the battle cries and the winds of the fiery angels above me.

Clary's POV

With a blade still to Sebastian's throat, I laughed. "You remind me of Valentine!"

He snarled underneath me and struggled against my newfound strength. "Don't get all cocky just because you have a little extra mojo, Clarissa. Valentine was way in over his head, but me? I can still win this fight!"

Suddenly he pushed me off with such force that I literally flew in the air. Luckily, I landed in a crouch a few feet away from him. Unluckily, I could barely see him because the angels above were giving off so much glare and power that it made it hard to even stand. Fighting angels were not meant to be seen by human eyes.

Sebastian materialized in front of me with his shiny sword in hand. I guarded his swing with my seraph blade quickly, grinning at the exhilaration of using my Shadowhunter weapon with my newfound power. Power's a scary thing, really. But if it's used in measured doses, it could really become useful. That's exactly what Sebastian was doing wrong.

He was using all of his power into the thrusts of his sword and the speed of his feet, so much that he forgot something key: defense.

I danced with him, guarding his fast-moving stabs with my blade and matching his quick movements with my own, but only for entertainment and time. I needed Sebastian to concentrate on me, for Alec needed to finish Artemis off. I could tell that Sebastian was thinking about whizzing past me and helping his "Master", so I needed to step it up a notch.

Magnus' POV

I could hardly believe my eyes as black lightning shot from Artemis' palms. She only said a few words under her breath, and yet she was able to produce so much power. She was strong!

But Alec was stronger.

He danced side to side, dodging each lightning bolt and readied his bow again. Artemis saw this and jumped off the rock and landed beside me. A blade appeared in her hand as she stuck it to my throat.

"I dare you to shoot that arrow, Alec!" she roared over the battle cries and powerful winds from the angels above.

Alec was about to say something before a loud kaboom interrupted him. A dark light, black as pitch, surrounded Alec abruptly. When I lost sight of him in the dark bubble, I heard him scream in pain.

"Alec!" I cried out. No… no this can't be happening! Please don't die!

Alec's POV

I was surrounded by darkness, and yet the pain that was searing up my arms and legs only increased. I fought the urge to fall to my knees and looked around. This can't be the work of Artemis, right? It must be…

Lucifer…

Shit! I thought angels couldn't hurt humans? But wait… he's one of the fallen, after all.

Raziel said that angels can't visibly show themselves and they cannot interfere with human activity. But if the actions are beyond human capability, could it be possible that angels could in fact hurt us? Artemis was the one who summoned the angels. They're under her control now, so they can break all the rules, no matter what the rules are.

"You are a strange one." a voice purred. I whipped around and nearly fell to my knees when the fast movement caused the pain to get worse.

"Where are you, Lucifer?" I snapped. "Show yourself!"

"Ah, so you are a wise one… I should have known by the way you held your stance. Even though you hold the power of Raziel, you kept your caution at a maximum. What's more is that you knew it was me! Bravo, Shadowhunter."

His voice was like pure silk wrapping around my body. It was pure ecstasy, so much so that I closed my eyes to reap in it…

Temptation! My eyes snapped open just in time for me to block Lucifer's sword from cutting me in half. I focused all of my energy into my legs and sprang in the air with my newfound strength. I readied my arrow and shot it up above me, seemingly at nothing. But I knew that these dark depths could not be that deep. Lucifer has neither the time nor the luxury to waste his minutes on earth with me.

Before I even could blink, I busted out of the dark bubble and soared high into the angel battle a hundred feet above the ground. With some strange newfound agility, I dodged the thrusts of the angel blades and soared back down to earth. I landed gently on the rock beside Magnus and behind Artemis and readied my arrow right behind her head.

"Checkmate, bitch," I purred.