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"What do you mean a red glow?" Jace asked sharply. "he's not a warlock." There was anger in Jace's eyes. Clary wondered what he was thinking but she didn't dare ask she had a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach. Jace turned so he wasn't facing Clary he slammed his fists down in anger. Clary jumped and took a step back. "How is it possible Clary? How can he heal you? Are you sure you didn't just imagine it, you said you collapsed you could have hit your head and been a bit dazed." Clary glared at her husband, did he not believe her? "What's wrong with you Jace. I'm telling the truth. Why would I lie to you about something like this?" her hands trembled at her sides as she waited for his answer. "What do you expect me to think Clary?" his tone was harsh. Clary decided she couldn't take any more of his anger. She turned, left the kitchen and ran upstairs.
Jace inhaled a deep breath he turned and left the kitchen. He walked into the living room where he found George hiding under one of his mum's jumpers waiting for her to come down stairs. Jace walked closer and George let out a giggle. Jace pulled the jumper off his head and George shouted "BOO!" from the top of his lungs. But Jace didn't laugh instead he starred at his beautiful baby boy. The son he loved with all his heart. Jace wondered whether there was a connection between George and Oliver Thornton. How else would George have a red glow just like Oliver had. He knew that George was most likely to have extraordinary powers but if Jace and Clary where the only shadowhunter's to ever encounter a living angel then how was it possible for there to be so many similarities between the situation the Thornton's where in to the situation Jace and clary where in now. Each question that came in to his mind left him further and further away from the answers.
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As Clary reached the top of the stairs she realized she had no idea what she was going to do to once she finished her mad stomp away. She looked up and down the corridor and decided to take another look around the nursery. Clary hesitated in the doorway before stepping into the room. As her feet crossed over the doorway Clary felt a rush of power sweep over her body. It was as if the room had its own strength and that strength was now flowing through Clarys body like she was attached the room. Clary looked around the room it somehow seemed different to how it was earlier. Nothing had changed the furniture and toys where all still in the same place but as Clary stepped further into the room she noticed a strange glow coming off the far wall almost like a portal but the glow was exactly the same shade of red that had come from gorges hand earlier. Clarys curiosity got the better of her she stepped closer and closer to the portal without thinking about what she was doing Clary reached out her left hand and pushed it through the portal. However, before Clary had a chance to pull her arm back the portal sucked her in.
Clary landed on the ground with a thud. Her whole body tingled. Pin and needles made her legs numb at first when she tried to stand she felt like a newly born fawn trying to stand for the first time. Clary was in the middle of a grassed field she recognized it instantly. It was the field outside the front of their new home. Had the portal only transported her outside? What was the point in that she thought? Eventually Clary managed to pull herself up. She set of walking towards the house but quickly stopped, she remembered how when they first arrived they said the house could do with some fresh paint and that was exactly what the house had. At first she thought that maybe Jace had painted it as a surprise but as she drew closer to the house she quickly realized that this was defiantly not the case.
Clary walked up the front steps and peered into the windows. What she saw next sent shivers down her spine.
Through the glass she could see a child playing inside. Clary instantly knew it wasn't George, as the child turned to face her she quickly realized who it was. Clary was staring at Oliver Thornton. Horror struck through her body, how was this possible? Had the portal taken her back in time? Oliver looked towards the window and clary ducked hoping he wouldn't see her. Her heart pounded in her chest and her head started to spin. She put her hand on the side of the house to try and steady herself but that's not what happened. Rather than her hand resting against the wall clary fell straight through it. She squealed out of shock and slapped her hand other her mouth hoping nobody would hear her. But nothing happened. After a few moments Clary opened her eyes. As she looked around the room she realized that nobody had seen or heard her? She rose to her feet and walked into the center of the room. A few feet in front of her Oliver was still playing with his toys. Clary crouched down in front of him and watched. Clutched in his had he was holding the rattle she and Jace had found. She let her eyes rest on her clothes. As she looked at the clothes he was wearing she realized exactly where and when she was. She was in the house herself and Jace lived in but it was November 23rd 1764.
Clary knew this because Oliver was wearing exactly the same clothes which clary had seen him wearing in the photograph she and Jace had found. Clary watched as Oliver played. He looked up as if she could see clary he shouted "MOM!" clary filled with fear, could he see her? She rose to her feet and quickly stumbled backwards, egar to get away from Oliver. A woman ran in to the room and scooped Oliver up into her arms. When Clary took a look at what the woman was wearing she realized why the portal had taken her to this specific day. The woman who was holding the child was his mother, Cassandra Thornton and she was wearing the exact same dress clary had seen her wearing in her vision. This was the day Cassandra Thornton died.
Clary reached out and tried to touch Cassandra. If she found a way to communicate with her, she might be able to worn her, prevent her from dying. However, rather than her hand resting on the woman's arm. Clarys hand went straight through. Clary realized no matter what she did she could not alter the past she had simply been brought here to watch.
There was a loud scream from outside, a man's scream. Cassandra ran to the window completely passing through Clarys body. Clary also ran to the window and she laid eyes on the horror which had taken place outside. On the floor laid two male bodies covered in blood. Mr Thornton stood on the decking with his serph blade draw and dripping with the fallen men's blood. As her vison fell on the field Clary realized there was at least 15 men with their weapons drawn ascending on the property. The tallest man leading the group shouted "BY ORDER OF THE CLAVE YOU WILL EACH BE TAKED INTO OUR CUSTORY FALIURE TO COMPLY WILL RESULT IN AN IMMEDIATE DEATH SENTENCE!" Clarys heart stopped. The Clave where willing to kill without an inch of consideration, what could have possibly happened to make this happen? She wondered.
Cassandra pulled Oliver close to her chest and ran through the house. She ran to the side of the stair case and clary remembered the secret room the letter they found had told them about. If Cassandra could get Oliver in the room on time surely he would be able to survive? Her heart filled with hope for a moment she truly believed no harm would come to Oliver but sadly her hope was in vain.
Clary watched as two men burst through the front door. "CASSNDRA RUN!" she screamed. But it was no use Cassandra couldn't hear Clary, and even if she could she wouldn't have had the time to escape. The two men grabbed hold of Cassandra and ripped her screaming child from her arms. Mrs Thornton fought against the man but she was too weak to fight him off. The man whipped his blade around Cassandras neck and dragged her outside the house. Clary followed them outside and watched as the tragic events unfolded in front of her. Mr Thornton was held by two men at the end of the garden. He shouted for his wife. He told her he loved her and that he was sorry. Tears rolled down Clarys Cheeks.
The man who had hold of Oliver came out of the property, the screaming child cried for his mother. Then all of a sudden a red glow surrounded olives body. His cries stopped and the field dropped in to silence. The man holding him froze and slowly lowered Oliver to the ground. The other men screamed at him "What are you doing you bloody idiot get hold of the boy!" they shouted but the man didn't move. Cassandra watched as Oliver ran towards her. Within a split second she pulled a dagger out of the hem of the dress and slashed the wrist of the man holding her. He winced and released his hold on her. Cassandra set off in a run towards her child.
"DON'T LET HER GET TO HIM! THE CHILD CAN PORTAL!" one of the clave members shouted. Clary held her breath waiting for that final moment. An arrow was shot flying through the air. In hit Cassandra in the stomach. Blood poured out of her mouth and she fell to her knees. Oliver stopped running and stood terrified staring at his dying mother. The Man who shot Cassandra ran up behind her ripping the arrow out of her stomach. She screamed in pain and crumpled on the floor where her eyes fell closed for the last time.
Clary screamed. She was terrified but she couldn't take her eyes of Oliver she watched as the tears streamed down his pale cheeks. "MOMMY MOMMY!" he cried. Another member of the clave ran towards Oliver and scooped the child up in his arms. Oliver was too distressed to defend himself. A portal was formed at the bottom of the field and shackles where placed on olivers legs and arms. Clary ran to the child's side. She looked over to Mr Thornton they were no shackles on him. A man wearing a suit and top hat stepped forward. "Mr Thornton the clave have decided that due to you actions you are considered a traitor and will be sentenced to immediate death". Mr Thornton starred in horror "Inquisitor please. I beg of you this is inhumane." He begged. The inquisitor drew a serph blade from his belt. "We Mr Thornton are not Human. We are shadowhunter's!" And without another sound the inquisitor slit Mr Thornton's keck killing him in seconds.
Clary reached her hand out to Oliver but it passed through him. She desperately wanted to hold the child, Wisk him away to safety but she was helpless.
An excruciating pain swept over her body she dropped to the floor and screamed. A flash of light blinded her, then she felt weightless for a moment, until her body crashed against the ground and she heard Jace frantically calling her name.
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