After much debate I have decided writing a sequel may be a possibility.

Writing is my escape, where I can express myself - and I think mentally it's important to have that.

So here we are haha, welcome back!

If you have read more of the books from the Shadowhunter Chronicles then you may see some old characters popping up...

Chapter 1...

{Jace's POV}

"Clary I swear on the Angel that if you do not drag your ass down here now I will-"

"You'll what? Go on Herondale, I'm waiting to hear about this devastating consequence you're going to give me."

Her passive aggressive voice sounded across the courtyard as she jogged down the sandwashed, stone steps; 2 at a time.

As I simply smiled into her sharp, angular face she replied,

"That's what I thought."

Winking as she said so.

"Are you ready?"

I asked her,

"Ready as I'll ever be I guess. It's gonna be a long-ass semester."

Clary groaned as we made our way towards the others in the centre.

Izzy and Max were standing a little apart from the others, waiting for us to join them.

Alec and Jon were now considered fully-fledged Nephilim as they were 18, meaning they would be out on missions with our parents hunting down demons.

The thought of Alec getting to have all the fun without me made me feel sick, we were parabatai and should be together. Though by Law I had to attend another year at the Shadowhunter Academy prior to leaving and joining the ranks of the Shadowhunters.

On the other hand, the silver lining was that I would be spending all my time with Clary at the school. Even if she was going to be my physical combat instructor for half the time, at least we would be together.

{Clary's POV}

"Clary! Hey Clary, over here!"

I knew the giddy voice off by heart now, it was almost all I had heard over the past couple days.

"Hey buddy,"

I exclaimed as Jace and I strolled over to the others and I ruffled Max's hair slightly.

"Are you excited for your second year at the Academy little bro?"

Jace questioned lightheartedly,

"Oh yeah, it's gonna be great. With Clary as my instructor it will be amazing, I'll be top of the class just you wait."

I barely held in my chuckle at the little boy's confidence, aside I mumbled to Jace.

"I know you two aren't blood related but he definitely gets that cocky attitude from you."

I smirked, and in reply got a knowing grin back.

Chancing glances at Jace was becoming one of my unlikely habits, the way every aspect of his face complemented each other, even the faint, fading battle scars seemed to look perfect on his face.

Mind you, looking at Jace just ended up making me infuriated. How could someone look so so perfect, I would often think to myself,

When I meet this God I am going to have words about who the favourites are, because Jace was obviously one.

"Alright, Clary you're good to draw the portal yes?"

I nodded in reply to Maryse's question.

Prior to yesterday I would have said no as I have not yet been to the Academy personally - yet Magnus Bane was able to place a mental image of it in my mind, so I could focus on that and create the portal accordingly.

Alec knelt down by his little brother, I often forgot how tall Alec was, he was easily 6'2 as Jace was 6' and Alec was the taller out of the two - but to be fair, it wasn't hard to look tall from my 5'3 point of view.

The two brothers jokingly hugged, sharing a sweet moment.

Then Alec stood up and embraced Izzy, the brother sister bond between the two of them was something I envied. It made me wonder that if I had grown up with Jon then we would have been just like that.

Thinking of him almost sent me into shock as I realised he was right in front of me.

"Now, try to not kill everyone who pisses you off yeah?"

Jon joked as he pulled me in for a hug,

I mocked a sigh and replied,

"I guess I'll try, just for you Fairchild, take care of Jocelyn for me yes?"

I asked, because that was the sisterly thing you said, right?

I could not think of Jocelyn as 'mother' yet, Amatis was the only mother-figure I had ever known, she would always be the woman who raised me.

I knew it wasn't Jocelyn's fault she wasn't there for my upbringing, nevertheless, she wasn't there. Amatis was.

"I will; remember to have fun as well. The school isn't as bad as you think."

Jon spoke as we pulled apart, nodding at each other.

"Alright kids,-"

I began,

"You are very aware that both Izzy and I are older than you Clary?"

Jace cut me off with his typical snarky comment.

"Oh pipe down, are we all ready to go?"

I asked the 3 others around me, they all looked on encouragingly in response.

"Well then, here we go."

I reached for my stele in my weapons belt and drew out the delicate and deadly silver pencil-like tool.

Closing my eyes I pictured the grassy fields, just like Magnus had shown me, I had to think harder than usual as I had never been there.

Then it came into the front of my mind, the stone pebbled Academy, looking exactly like the New York Institute yet 10x bigger and somehow wiser.

I felt the rune flow out of my hand, the arc of the stele painting the perfect portal rune.

Opening my eyes I admired the rune silently, before it fizzed out into a bright portal in front of my eyes.

{Izzy's POV}

As soon as Clary had finished the rune and the landscape of the Academy was laid out in front of me I stepped through instinctively.

The Academy was the only other place I could call home besides the New York Institute, I didn't feel alone here.

The portal had projected us into the middle of the north fields, the grassy meadow just in front of the Academy gates, and around us were many other students, some of whom I barely recognised, some who I knew well.

I squeezed Max's hand, which I had been holding as we stepped through the portal.

The little boy's eyes were wide with excitement, it made me giggle seeing her exhilarated he was to be back here.

The four of us had started walking forward and were now on the wide stone pathway leading to the main gates, everything was fine. Clary had been chatting to Jace ; Max and I had been discussing what room he was staying in.

And then I heard it.

To be more specific, I heard him.

His distinctive, loud voice calling out over everyones conversations, making them stop dead.

"Hey!"

Squeezing my eyes shut, praying there was a chance it wouldn't be him, I turned around with Max, Clary and Jace.

Yet I still felt the swell of disappointment when I opened my eyes to see him.

There he was, Simon Lewis.

He was strutting through the crowds of people, all of whom had gone almost silent. With his little gang of mates surrounding him, all looking equally smug.

Even though I couldn't look at Jace's face I knew he was rolling his eyes and sighing inwardly as I was.

"Well hey there Lightwoods and Herondale. I see there's a new addition this year,"

{Clary's POV}

The boy I was looking at was around Jace's height, so 6 foot, and he had brown curling hair with a lean build.

If Jace weren't standing next to me I would have said he was one of the most attractive men I had seen, but that wasn't the case.

Although my first impression of him died away fast when I heard his scolding voice.

"Hey Lewis, so great to see you again."

Izzy's clipped voice came from behind my left shoulder.

Though Izzy was speaking, the boy's eyes were raking me up and down, not in the seductive sexy way, in the judgemental tearing you apart way.

"I see they're letting anyone in nowadays,"

He slurred over his words, his eyes glued to me.

"What are you implying?"

I snapped, almost surprised at my reaction his eyes darted to meet my glare, I saw a glint of amusement rise up in them.

He began taking calculated steps toward Jace and I, and if it were anyone else I'm sure they would be intimidated. But I took a step forward to meet him.

"Oh don't worry sweetheart, don't take it personal. I just didn't realise killers were accepted here."

His stare intensified as he spat out the word, not forgetting to put extra emphasis on it.

"What did you say?"

I was aware of everyone's eyes on the boy and I in the centre of the pathway but I couldn't care less.

"Well I'm not exactly wrong am I? How many have you killed? Surely it must be in the hundred-"

"You are going to want to watch your tongue."

I retaliated mid-sentence.

"Is that a threat Morgenstern?"

His eyes narrowed,

"It's a suggestion, I implore you to take the advice."

I kept my tone clipped and sharp.

Not giving him the chance to respond I spun on my heel to join the others again and they fell into step beside me.

"Clary, are you…"

I never heard what Jace was going to say next.

The same loud voice shouted at the back of my head,

"Say hi to your dad for me, oh wait, you can't. Because you murdered him too."

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