Rebekah

Not knowing how to handle Jace who I just met seems to be very protective of me, I leave his side searching through the apartment for anything that wasn't torn to shreds or burnt. Jace was more worried about more Ravener Demons showing up, but he gave me the time I needed. Jace my friends and I split up. Walking around my room I was looking for Luke's gift to me and I couldn't find it anywhere. Behind me were footsteps that I gave no mind to but if I were to turn around, I would've notice Jace taking sheets of paper of the symbol that I have been drawing all day. Ones I actually were able to save that my mom haven't thrown out. Those footsteps moved passed me into my mother's room. I jumped at his voice as he said.

"This seems to be protected by magic."

Hearing his voice not only did I turn around but my friends walked into the room too. I can see Simon was thinking about what he said and asked.

"You mean like Harry Potter?" Jace gave him a blank look before saying.

"What the hell are you talking about?" He glanced at me. "Who is this Harry Potter?"

Simon started answering while Karla tried to tell him to shut up.

"You never read any of his books? Watched his movies?" Still seeing the blank bored look. "Magic, they learn it at a wizarding school and use a wand to cast it."

It was quiet for a bit before Jace slowly said. "No." Before glancing into my mothers room. "And there's no schooling and they're not wizards and I don't think warlocks even go to school."

Karla, Simon and I walked into my mom room while Jace was looking around while still talking to us.

"Warlocks?" I ask. He paused for a seconding answering.

"Well unlike this Harry Potter, warlocks will actually kill you, and they don't use this wand." He moved my mother mattress. "They use their hands actually, their hands will sometimes glow, smoke or spark." Not seeing anything under the mattress he moved around the room again. "And they have a mark that helps us Shadowhunters to identify them, also let us known how much demon blood run in their veins"

"What are they?" I ask.

"I wouldn't know, sometime you can see it physically. Meaning maybe they have snakes for hair or blue skin." He shrugged, before he stopped talking Jace, stepped on what seems to be a lose floor board. "Hmm."

We watched as Jace bent down removing the edge of the rug, taking something from his leg that I can now see is a holster. I gasp catching his attention.

"I have one of those."

Reaching behind me I pull the stele out of my back pocket surprised I didn't lose it when I was being chased by the demon.

"Where did you get that?" His attention moved back to the boards he was using his stele to break apart.

"My mom gave it to me earlier." I rolled over looking. "Told me it was a family heirloom."

"Heirloom? Do you even know what a stele is used for?" He seemed to remove the boards and now elbow deep searching for anything.

"No, I thought the stele was a paper weight ." He shook his head.

"Well it's not a paper weight, it used to burn runes into our skins." He pulled down his shirt showing the white scar on his body. And he suddenly stop talking before pulling out a little box. Handing it to me he said. "Here."

I took the box, sitting on the bed box frame and opened it. Inside was a purple rock, no stone. I held it up for everyone to see. I place it on my lap to look in the box more and found a slip of paper. Taking it out it read.

"Wear this and when you touch it think of who you miss the most."

I picked up the stone and look at it. I didn't see anything special about it, but Jace told me to do what my mother said and to put it on. Jace took the note from my hand and with his stele wrote some symbol no rune on the paper making it catch on fire.

"Becks." Karla called me a vial was in her hand. "Do you think your mom took it?"

Jace took the bottle from her hand and sniffed it before placing it in his pocket.

"What ever this is mean nothing good, I'm going to take it back to the institute and have Izzy look at it."

"Do you have any idea what it is?" I asked him.

"No, can be a potion made from a warlock." We started hearing footsteps coming from the back door. And Jace pulled the blade from another holster sitting just over his belt. "We should've left five seconds ago we been here to long lets go."

Jace grabbed my hand and we all left through the front door where I came in. If we would've stayed a second longer we would've seen my neighbor Amara who's known to be the towns psychic .


New York, NYPD Building

As we caught another ride in another cab that I actually paid this time. For someone who didn't know who is Harry Potter, Jace, actually knew what a cab was. Which he told me. 'I use them occasionally'. Whatever, we were about to walk in when he stopped us taking out his stele and running it over what he called unseen/invisibility rune.

Simon let out a gasp stating he couldn't see Jace anymore, then yelp when Jace told him 'That's supposed to happen'. We make our way into the building and as we were making our way upstairs we're stopped by Captain Vargas.

"Rebekah, Simon, Karla. What are you three doing here at two in the morning?" I notice Jace who moved around us till he was behind Vargas.

"It's two in the morning?" I asked. She gave me a weird look before smiling.

"It is and I know it's a new day but Happy Birthday."

"It's your birthday?" Jace asked

" Thank you, um is Luke still around?" I asked her.

"Yea he's interviewing some people, practically push me out of the room." I glanced behind her sending a worried look to Jace who gave me a nod and went to go check on Luke while I finish with Captain Vargas.

"Ok then we'll just wait for him here." She nodded told us goodnight before leaving us alone.

The three of us watched her as she rounded the corner before rushing off to meet up with Jace. As we got closer I can see pure fury on his face. Looking to see what caused the emotion on his pretty face I gasped. Luke was sitting with two men in red robes with malice all over their face while looking at Luke with disgust and hatred.

"Nice robes."

I raised an eyebrow at Luke who just casually complementing the two men who looked ready to attack him at any moment. The same men who Jace, if looks could kill they would be dead. Jace is gripping the railing so hard his knuckles were turning white. The one that was actually standing up chuckled.

"Thank you, Greymark."

"Greymark?" The one in the chair spoke up.

"We took them off of some poor dead warlocks."

"I bet you did." Luke growled out. "Careful with that Pangborn."

The four watched as this Pangborn picked up a picture of me, mom and Luke. I smiled remembering that trip up to Luke's cabin. Every summer we would make a trip up north stay there for a month or so, then come back to New York. Pangborn, smirked at Luke before running a finger down Joceyln, my mothers face.

"Answer me this Lucian, are you still chasing after that betrayer." Turing the photo over we saw him tap my mom face before shoving the picture in Luke's hand. "You loved her did you not?"

"I knew it!" Simon said. Jace gave Simon a glare and hissed at him to be 'quiet'. Simon just glared back.

"Let's just cut to the chase shall we, Valentine sent you?" Jace hissed at the name. "And he sent you two jackasses to question me, about the Mortal Cup."

I watched as Jace leaned forward the anger wiped away from his face and now seems to be listening very carefully to the conversation. But what I also noticed was Karla looked very interested too, and unlike Simon and me, there seem to be no fear on her face. I gave her a confused look but she paid me no mind.

"Yes, Valentine did send us." He gave Luke a bored look. "The cup seemed to have disappeared." His friend chuckled.

"I don't think disappeared seems to be the right word Blackwell." The two smirked at each other.

"Your right, what I meant to say was Jocelyn Fairchild has hidden it." The two chuckled. "Valentine has her you know, he was so looking forward to their reunion, but someone has given her something that has cocooned her in a mass that not even my master can touch her."

Luke face showed nothing and simply just shrugged. "You would think someone as powerful, as the bastard like to think he is has awoken her by now."

"Valentine seems to believe only a warlock who put the spell on her can reverse it."

"No, what we want to know is about the girl."

"Rebekah?" Luke scoffed. "She recently just turned eighteen and have no knowledge of the shadow world, she's no threat to you or Valentine." Luke got up and I gasped as his eye turned a greenish yellow. "I suggest you leave I told you I don't know where the cup is, and I want nothing to do with Valentine or whatever hell he's planning on dishing out to us Downworlders and Shadowhunters ." I was shocked watching as his voice got deeper.

Pangborn scoffed. "The girl and Jocelyn?"

His eyes stopped glowing and in a cold voice. "They mean nothing to me." And walked away from Pangborn and Blackwell.

My jaw dropped and I watched the three men go their separate ways. I felt someone touch my shoulder and Simon who looked not only furious but also upset. When I seen they have left I got up and ran outside where it was still raining sobbing on the steps I was sitting.

"Rebekah." Jace called.

"I'm so sorry Becks." Karla sat next to me placing her hand on my shoulder.

"How can he say that." I looked at all of them with tears in my eyes. "This whole time we meant nothing, to him. I don't understand." I looked to Jace who would more know than the three of us.

"I don't know what to tell you Rebekah." He shrugged. "I would think it's because he wanted to Mortal Cup, but.."

And before we can discuss it more I started coughing and blood trickled out of my mouth.

"Oh my god." I heard Simon. Jace quickly came over, looking me over. I hissed as his hand pressed against the cut from the demon.

"Why didn't you tell me the demon bit you?"

He scowled at me seeing I wasn't paying attention as everything started to go blurry.

"Whoa what are you doing?!" Was the last thing I heard before everything went black.


New York Institute

I slowly came to hearing a voice. I'm standing what to the best I can explain it is a boiler room, there's rows and rows of cages holding things that are hissing and moaning from what sound like they're in pain. To my left is a table holding beakers and syringes. Mumbling is what I realize I am hearing. I moved around the pillar and gasp as my mother was floating in the air with green mist that every few seconds would flash with lighting. A man in a crisp fresh suit was talking to her.

"This is not the reunion I had dreamed about Jocelyn." Mom! "I promise you, by the time I wake you I will have the cup, and we can all be a family again. Me, you, and Rebekah." No!

"NO!" Holding the purple stone I jumped up knocking my head against the tall ones sister. I think her name was Isabelle.

"Ow!" She groaned.

"Oh, I'm sorry." And before she can say anything my best friends call my name and I was brought into a hug. "Ok, guys I'm still sore."

"That's because of the demon venom." I heard Jace. Who was standing by the tall one who did not look happy to see me or my friends here. "You all healed now." And he pointed to his neck indicating that I now have something there.

I felt a tap on my shoulder and Karla gave me her phone that was on camera, I pressed the button that'll flip the picture facing you. People use that frame to take a selfie.

"You tattooed my neck!?" I ran my finger over the mark.

"Which Jace knew he shouldn't have done." The tall who glare moved off me to only soften when the blue gaze settled on Jace who just rolled his eyes at him. "Runes are deadly to mundanes."

"She's not a mundane Alec." So that'a the tall ones name.

"Oh yea and how do can you be so sure?"

"Well one she saw us back at Pandemonium, also her mother gave her this." Handing Alec my stele who passed it to his sister. "And the rune wouldn't have took, Rebekah would've died quicker with the angel runes burning her and the venom running through her veins. "

"Your right." Alec agreed. "She would've went insane and turn into a forsaken."

"A what!?" Simon, Karla and I shouted.

"Forsaken?" Isabelle looked. "Some humans who has been runed like my brother said would've lost their mind, and the more you apply the rune, the crazier they become and we call them the Forsaken." She then tilted her head. "You don't know much do you."

"And you didn't bother to mention this till now!" Simon looked angry. "You could've killed Rebekah!"

"Calm down mundane, I was certain she was one of us." I glared at him.

"And let's just say you were wrong and I happen to be the first mundane in history to see you Shadowhunters without your type of blood running through my veins." Jace shook his head.

"No that's not how it works, mundanes can't see the shadow world. Only the one with the sight can, and besides." He went to his jacket that was hanging on a chair. "These are what sealed the deal for me."

Jace unfolded the piece of papers and handed me the drawings of the symbol I've been seeing all over and draw everywhere and on anything. I shook my head.

"I been drawing this for years and have no clue what this is." What does this.." I held the paper out to them to see. "Have to do with anything?" Jace just answered holding up his left hand. "Why, why are you doing that?"

"Look closer, let your mind relax ." I rolled my eyes but did what he said. "It'll come to you." And that's when I saw it.

"What?" He smirked at me.

"It's an angelic rune." I took his hand, and see the rune on the paper that is also on his hand. "All the legends are true Becks, which what makes you very interesting Rebekah Fray." His eyes flashed gold.


Roosevelt Island

The thirty year old was looking out his dining room window, watching as his people put the mundanes they had taken and placed them in the cell in one of the wings of the building. They were going to help with his plan he has been carefully devising since his father died and speaking of helping. He smirked as he heard footsteps bouncing off the marble walls, that turned to scuffle as they hit the carpeted stairs leading to the room he's in.

"It is done, Rebekah now knows." The person spoke as they entered the room. "It seems Jocelyn taught her nothing. Rebekah has no recognition of runes, DownWorlders, or you." The person took it's coat off. "It's quite pathetic actually, crying and screaming." The person laughed.

"Now, now." He turned away from the window to face the figure. "From what you had told me, Rebekah held her own against that Ravener Demon."

The figure scoffed and moved into the room pouring herself some of the many bottle of wine from the table.

"I call it luck, for her being your experiment she's not so powerful. And speaking of experiments." The figure smirked before taking a sip of the wine. " Jace Wayland saved her life, like a white knight flying in with his angel wings."

"Ah yes Jace Wayland." He placed his hands in his pockets. "How's my boy?" His eye brow raised at the smirk that was sent his way.

"He's smitten with her." Tracing the top of the wine glass with a finger, taking a seat they continued. "Practically follows her around like a little puppy." The figure starts to laugh into it's wine glass taking a sip. Hearing the man tsk.

"No, no that won't do." He walks towards the table plucking a grape from the table that was littered with food. "I thought I taught him to 'Love is to destroy and to be loved is the one to be destroyed'."

"I guess Jace Wayland haven't learned is lesson yet." Figure shrugged.

"He will in time, keep up the good work and make sure they don't suspect." He caressed the person face. "We need Rebekah to lead you to the Mortal Cup, and then I will wake my wife and bring the family back together again."