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"So what's the plan again?" Simon asks rocking back and forth on a chair.
"Well, Reena-"Jace begins to explain the plan again with a huff but I know he loves it.
"You guys aren't going" I shake my head as I slip on the black top that assassins wear when they get a job to kill. Izzy and Simon both look at me like I'm mad. "I mean it. You guys aren't going." I pull my hair up into a tight pony tail. I really should cut my hair. It's so long now. Nearly as long as Izzy's.
"No, we are going." Izzy argues back.
"Don't you get it? You guys aren't forced into this life of sickness. You guys can be free and safe. We don't have a choice here. You do. That's why I'm saying no. You shouldn't be part of this life." I say stuffing my sword into its sheath once again.
"I know Clary. But they are my brothers. And you are my friend. Clary, I'm a warrior in heels." With those words, she swings the dagger she was holding around in her hand. I know she is right. When it comes to me, Jace and Alec. I know that Simon and Izzy would not hesitate to go into a battle. Because we are all like family that I have never had.
"Fine." I sigh and continue to stuff myself with weapons. Alec is standing beside me smiling as he grabs a bow and arrow. I didn't know they still used that.
"So what's the plan?" Simon asks again and Jace looks at me asking with his eyes if I was going to interrupt again. I throw my hands in front of my chest in defeat. Alec laughs and hugs me.
"Thanks." Alec whispers in my ear as Jace clears his throat to talk. Alec turns back around like nothing happened. I smile widely knowing why he said thank you. He doesn't want Izzy and Simon to go as well but he know he can't stop her.
"So the plan is that Clary will nicely go with Hodge and Jocelyn to kill Reena. Little do they know that we are trailing behind them with the fabulous Valentine. He is practically jumping at the opportunity to kill Hodge. So the plan goes that Clary will stall killing Reena. But Alec will kill her with the bow and arrow. Then it's Valentines cue to kill Hodge. Then Clary will race to her mum and beg her to help her because Valentine is here to kill them all. Not true but she doesn't have to know that. And in hopes that she isn't as heartless as she is acting, she will try to save Clary. Then I come in and kill Valentine leaving Jocelyn by herself. Then Clary kills her." He finishes of the explanation with a smile that I want to slap off his face.
"You're joking aren't you?" I say in disbelief.
"No. What's wrong?" Jace replies back with a curious look and crossed arms over his chest.
"You practically went mad when they told me I had to kill Reena and you kept saying no. You kept saying that I was still innocent and shouldn't kill anyone. Now, you are willing for me to kill my own mother and watch my blood family die right in front of me?"
"Well, if you put it into that concept it sounds wrong." Izzy chimes in with a flat tone.
"That's because it is!" I snap and stomp out of the room. I run into a mass of body but it's so small and fragile I know who it is. "How long have you been standing here?"
"I heard that your family was going to die in front of you." Jocelyn says it so bluntly that it terrifies me. I sigh and make up a quick plan in my head around this. She says she only heard that part and we said nothing afterwards that really hits to her or anyone else dying. I just have to trust that even though Jocelyn has a cold heart, she still runs off motherly instincts when it comes to me. Time to act. I make myself cry but I know a fair bit of it isn't fake.
"What did they say Clary?" Jocelyn takes my sobbing body into an embrace I've longed for. It just makes me sob harder knowing that this is all a dream and soon enough she is going to be dead. By my own hands.
"I'm scared to kill Reena. I don't want too. And I know as soon as something goes wrong with this assassin business that you, dad, Hodge and them" I point to the door behind me. "will all come to help me and you can all die! I don't want to lose you! I can't!" I know this is a lie but it's true. I'm going to lose them. I don't think I can deal with that.
"It's okay honey. You will do fine. It's just the nerves." It pains me that this is the first and last time she will comfort me. I know I believed that she did before but it was all an act to get us too here. Now we are and she thinks she can be what I always believed she wanted to be under the mean mask. A mother. And it makes me sick. But I pull on a sad smile. I pull away from her, wiping my tears.
"Thanks mum." She flashes a smile and turns around to leave.
"The dagger in your pocket is too obvious." She calls to me as she walks down the hallway. I shove my hand into my pocket and pull out the dagger. I stand in the hallway frozen. I need to pick my blood family or my other family. I need to kill one of them off soon. I walk back through the door and everyone is staring at me, pleading with their eyes that she didn't hear much. They must have heard our talk.
"It's okay." I say but they kept looking at me, waiting for the real answer. I mouth 'wait. She way be there.' I point towards the door and they all nod. 'I've got this' They all share looks of relief "I promise it's okay." I look at the wall and miraculously while I was gone, they had set up the plan on a cork board that has pictures of the targets and names. It looks like something right out of a detective movie. I see big black block letters on the wall that spells 'REENA'. I walk up to her picture and place my hand on it. She looks around our age but a little older. Her hair is a light shade of brown and she is smiling in the photo. Her brown eyes look so far away and guarded, like she is hiding something. I think of what she has done and that picture evolves into who she really is. Her brown eyes look scary. Her smile is menacing and her hair curling around her shoulders just look like another weapon for her to use. I look at the hands resting in front of her and notice that she is sitting in a delicate pose. But she is far from it. She is the ultimate master of deception. I let my eyes travel next to her picture to a picture of Jocelyn. It's like a punch to the face, it's a photo of her holding me as a baby. I used to stare at the photo when she left. I was always trying to feel the love that dance in her eyes when I was born again. I feel the anger boil inside me and all I see is red.
"I hope you rot in hell."
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