"Clary, Farah," Simon called out to us again and I sighed while shaking my head as Clary took a deep breath. "Come one. We gotta go."

"We're where we need to be," I told him.

"Simon, I think Jace can help us," Clary told him as sirens were heard in the background.

"What?" Simon asked shocked and confused.

"Come on." Clary took his hand and we headed back inside the church.

"How do we know this Mick Jagger-looking guy is even gonna try-"

"Mundane, we do not have the time," Jace told him heading for the door again and I was right behind him.

"Come on, Simon. Let's go." Clary pulled Simon into the church after Jace and me. Jace opened the door and we stopped just inside the doorway. Simon looked around and gave us a look. Jace sighed as he pulled up the sleeve on his leather jacket and used his Stele to mark his forearm with another rune. Jace gasped at the pain I could only imagine he was going through. Simon looked from him to Clary in confusion.

"I know," she whispered. "Trust me."

"He's, like, burning himself," Simon complained. When Jace was finished with the rune he reached around and grabbed Simon's hand in his. "Buddy, what's going on, man?" Simon panicked and asked him. "I'm not your type, man. I don't even..." Simon continued muttering as whatever Simon was seeing changed into what we were seeing. "Where are we? What the hell?" I turned to Simon as he looked around confused. "Guys, is there a war going on that I don't know about?"

"There is now," Jace told him walking towards the others.

"I think my mother's at the center of it," Clary told him before we followed Jace into the main room.

"You coming?" Jace asked us.

"We're on our way."

"What is this place?" Simon asked brethlessly. "There's a lot of gear in here. What'd they do, rob a tech shop?" We stopped at one of the monitors and Jace brought up the feed from in front of the Institute to show us the police knocking on the door. "So this cold-blooded killer is gonna help us?"

"He's not a killer," I defended. "He's protecting us."

"Specifically, you and your sister," Jace clarified. "It's sort of our thing." I smiled at the slight flirting tone in his voice.

"Your thing?" Simon asked. "You guys have a thing."

"He means a Shadowhunter thing," Clary told him.

"He said Shadowhunters protect humans from demons," I told him.

"Demons, right," Simon sighed. "That makes perfect sense, 'cause there are demons running all around New York."

"That is the first correct thing you've said all day," Jace told him. The monitor beeped at us

"NYPD."

"Won't they find us?" Clary asked him.

"No," he answered. "Our wards will deter them."

"Police."

"And the NYPD will do their typical mundie thing for a few hours and then the area will be clear," he said.

"What is going on?" I sighed at the familiar, loud, complaining voice. "Why is there a mundane in the Institute?"

"A circle member followed him to get to Farah and Clary," Jace sighed.

"A Circle rune, just like the guys that took my mother," Clary told him.

"What exactly is a Circle member and why are they trying to kill us?" Simon asked him.

"All we know is... a long time ago the Circle led a revolt. A lot of Shadowhunters got killed... including my father," Jace told us.

"And since the revolt, we've been forbidden to even hear about the Circle," Alec told us and I looked between them confused.

"But that's your history," I pointed out. "That's part of what makes you who you are."

"Says the girl who didn't know she was a Shadowhunter?" Jace scoffed and I gave him a look.

"Maybe we didn't know, but how exactly is that our fault?" I asked glaring at the taller boy.

"Now the only person who knows the truth is missing, so we don't care about your rules or what's forbidden, I'm..."

"There's got to be someone out there who can tell us why they've taken our mother," I told him.

"There is," Jace told us.

"You didn't mention this before the ranting?" I asked as he walked back towards us from the monitor's he'd been looking at with Alec.

"You coming?"

"Yeah," Clary and I said as we followed him with Simon behind us.

"No, no, no," Jace said stopping him from following us. "Not you."

"Hey, we're a package deal," Clary told him.

"There are runes all over the training room floor that would kill your mundie boyfriend," Jace told him.

"He's not my-"

"I'm not, like-"

"We're, uh, just friends," Simon clarified and I scoffed lightly. Jace sent me a small look and I raised my eyebrow at him.

"Best friends."

"The little brother I never thought I wanted," I said.

"Yeah, and I'm tough. I can handle runes. So, uh, bring on the runes," Simon told him hitting Jace's shoulder with his hand then shaking it to remove the pain. "What exactly are runes?"

"They give Shadowhunters our demon-fighting powers," Isabelle told him while running her Stele over a rune on her arm making it light up.

"So hot," Simon said all breathy. and Jace cleared his throat. "The rune." Isabelle chuckled at him before turning to us.

"Don't worry, Clary, Farah," she told us. "I'll watch over the best friend. In fact, I was about to make breakfast."

"On second thought, the runes might be less lethal," Jace told us and she gave him a look.

"I'll pretend I didn't hear that," she told him. "Please excuse my brother's lack of manners. This is Alec... and I'm Isabelle." She offered her hand, palm down, to him.

"Lewis. Simon, Simon Lewis," he introduced shaking her fingers. "Two first names. Am I still talking?" she giggled at him.

"See? Best friend safe and sound here," Jace told us.

"Jace, if anything happens to him-"

"Go on," Simon said staring at Isabelle. "I'll be fine. I think."

"Where are we going?" Clary asked.

"Training room," he motioned towards the training room and Clary and I walked towards it.

"Jace, you coming?" I called for him when I noticed he wasn't with us.


We walked into the training room to see a woman spinning a bo staff and facing off against a man who looked like he was Mom's age.

"Who is that guy?" Clary asked him.

"That's Hodge Starkweather, our weapons trainer," Jace told us. "And, more important for us, a former Circle member. After the uprising, Hodge repented and he was sent to live and work here to make amends. But he's forbidden to ever leave the Institute." Hodge used his weapons to cut the bo staff in three pieces. The woman picked up the pieces and left as Jace, Clary and I walked towards him. Hodge put his shirt on and met us halfway. He stared at me with a smile on his face.

"Jocelyn." I looked at him confused.

"Jocelyn Fray is my mother," I told him. "My name is Farah and this is my little sister, Clary."

"Well, she was Jocelyn Fairchild when I knew her," he told us and Clary exhaled sharply while I just stared at him. "And she was one of my best friends."

"She's been kidnapped by someone named Valentine and his men," Clary told him.

"Byt the Circle, Hodge," Jace told him.

"But that's impossible," Hodge told us backing away slowly. "Valentine's dead and the Circle died with him." He suddenly started choking and he reached for the glowing red run on his neck.

"What's happening?" Clary asked Jace.

"I swore a vow never to speak of what we did," Hodge answered her. "This is the Clave's way of making sure I keep that vow."

"That's torture," I pointed out to the two of them. "We can't ask you to go through that."

"Farah's right," Clary said. "We can't torture him. Is there anyone else we can ask?" Jace shook his head slightly.

"If the Circle really is back, and they've taken Jocelyn... Our leader... our leader of the Circle was Valentine Morgenstern-" he winced in pain as the rune seemed to burn him. "We thought he wanted to protect humans, like all Shadowhunters. But we never realized the lengths which Valentine was willing to go... the people he was willing to sacrifice." The rune seared and he inhaled sharply at the pain. "Most of humanity would die if we carried out Valentine's plan."

"But I... I still don't understand," Clary said. "How does my mother relate to any of this?"

"Jocelyn was a member of the Circle as well," Hodge told us.

"You're saying my mother was a member of your little terrorist group and you expect us to believe you?" I asked him angrily.

"I wouldn't be in this much pain if it weren't," he reminded me.

"I can't believe this," I sighed shaking my head.

"No," Clary said. "I can't believe it. My mother, she-"

"The important thing is that Jocelyn left the Circle," Hodge told us. "And so none of this matters, because Valentine died in a fire years ago." He groaned in pain and Jace moved to his side.

"Hodge. Hodge." Jace helped him stand as we watched.

"I'm sorry, but we can't ask you to do this," Clary said.

"No one else will talk to us about this," I reminded her of Alec's words. "The younger generation doesn't know and the elder one won't talk about it."

"She's right," Jace told her. "We don't have a choice. You understand that Hodge, right?"

"Jace "and Farah are right," Hodge panted. "Valentine nearly destroyed the Shadow World and humanity along with it. If he'd gotten the Cup-"

"Wait a minute," Clary said. "My mother told us she hid something from someone."

"And Dot, or the shapeshifter, said something about a cup," I told them. "If it's the same cup..."

"Farah, Clary, the Mortal Cup is the most important object in the Shadow World," Jace told us. "Whoever possesses it can create more Shadowhunters."

"And in the wrong hands control demons," Hodge said.

"Let me guess what hands Valentine's were," I said sarcastically.

"If Jocelyn hid the Cup from Valentine, then she's in more danger than you can possibly imagine." The rune seared again and Hodge yelled out in pain.

"Hodge." Hodge yelped and fell to the ground inching away from us as we followed.

"I hate to make you suffer like this." Hodge panted as he got to an area and turned to us.

"I'm so sorry," he told us. "Your mother was only trying to protect you. And now you must protect her. Stop Valentine before he destroys us all." Clary turned and ran from the training room.

"You said he was dead," I reminded him before running after Clary. I followed Clary and took her hand when I got to her.

"Clary, but- Farah, look, will you just calm down?" Jace asked us grabbing my arm to make me stop walking.

"Calm down?" I asked him. "If being a Shadowhunter means you aren't allowed to feel emotions then I'm not one, ok? Go play G. with your family."

"What's a G. ?" he asked confused.

"A soldier who doesn't understand human emotions," Clary told him. "Who doesn't know what it's like to lose someone, to lose your own mother."

"Clary..."

"You're right. I never knew my mother," Jace told her.

"I didn't know," she stammered.

"That's precisely my point," Jace told her. "You don't know anything about this. You don't know about me, you don't know about my life... but in the Shadow World, no training and no plan gets you killed." Clary sighed and I looked at her. She wasn't happy about this, but this was his world, and we had to follow his rules.

"You're right," I said as Clary started to pace. "So what do we know?"

"We know that Valentine's back and wants the Cup," Clary said.

"And he thinks Mom has it," I added as she leaned against the wall.

"Could she?" Jace asked. "Have the Cup?"

"I don't know," Clary told him.

"That shapeshifter seemed to think so," I reminded him. "If they think she does, then they'll be after us now to get it."

"Look, Farah, Clary, you about runes," Jace reminded us. "You've drawn them. You... you know something. Think, please."

"Don't you think we've tried?" I asked him. "All I get is this black emptiness."

"Me too." Jace sighed.

"Your memory's been wiped," he said and I looked at them confused.

"That's not possible," Clary said.

"Neither are demons and I nearly died by one," I reminded her.

"If you know a warlock, it's absolutely possible," Jace told us.

"A warlock?"

"Yeah, a warlock, Clary," he sighed. "Immortal being, they're half-demon, half-human. Sometimes their fingers spark."

"Dot," Clary said looking at me. "Mom's assistant, her hands had this purple glow when she opened the wall and Mom pushed us through and we ended up..."

"At the police station where Luke was," I finished saying.

"That was a Portal," Jace told us. "Dot must have been a warlock. Only warlocks can create them."

"So, we find the real Dot, we find the Cup and get Mom back," I said happily.

"Unless she's working for Valentine," Jace pointed out.

"That's just as good," I told him with a small smirk. "She'll take me right to him and my mom."

"Where's Simon? Clary asked walking away from us.


This is the least revealing thing you have?" Clary asked Isobelle. I'd opted the change out of what I'd been offered before. The top actually covered most of my cleavage and the pants were skin tight. I kept the boots though.

"What?" Isabelle chuckled. "All the naughty bits are covered. A little too much in my opinion."

"While that could be helpful in some situations, but not in the ass-kicking department," I told her with a smile.

"Where's Simon?" Clary asked crossing her arms at the Shadowhunter.

"Who?" Clary glared at her and Isobelle chuckled. "Kidding. He's in good hands with the boys." Isabelle went back to her bed and sat on it.

"Speaking of the boys," I said looking back at her. "You, Alec and Jace are family?"

"Translation, you want to know if Jace and I are a thing?" she chuckled at me and I smiled while looking down at my hands before looking back up at her.

"Why would she care?" Clary asked her and I gave her a look.

"Because she does," Isabelle smiling at me. "Don't worry. In every way, he's like my brother. Our parents took Jace in when he was ten. We trained together. Learned to fight side by side."

"A few days ago, all I had to worry about was getting into art school," Clary said.

"I had a tournament next month," I said leaning on a pillar in her room.

"And now..."

"Is this the part where I give you the pep talk about harnessing your inner Shadowhunters and accepting your true destiny?" she asked us.

"Was that the pep talk?" Clary asked her.

"Basically," Isabelle chuckled.

"You suck at pep talks," I laughed.

"Glary, Farah," she got out of bed and walking towards us. "Remember, you were born to do this. No matter what has happened this is who you are."

"Not exactly feeling that," Clary told her.

"Not sure what to feel," I added.

"Yet."

"Okay, but now we just have to find Dot," Clary said.

"And track down and kill the most dangerous rogue Shadowhunter in history before he kills us all," Isabelle added.

"So just another Tuesday?" I joked and the three of us laughed.

"Come on, let's go," Isabelle said turning to leave before turning to Clary. "Oh, and Simon is kind of nerd-hot." Clary sighed as we followed her out of her room.


"Let's get out of here. Just the three of us," Simon said putting on his jacket. "We can get Dot ourselves."

"Simon, there are demons out there, okay?" Clary reminded him. "Actual demons with tentacles that wanna murder us. Do you know how to kill a demon?"

"I'm an Internet search away," he told her and I shook my head at him.

"You realize it's probably not that simple?" I asked him with a smile.

"I bet you it's not that hard," he told me. Isabelle pressed a button on the wall and I stared at all the weapons.

"Whoa."

"No, Izzy." Jace slapped her hand away from the swords.

"Fifty bucks says he doesn't approve this mission," Isabelle told him.

"I don't approve of this mission," Alec said as he joined us. "I spoke with the Clave. They're sending Seelie scouts to search for Valentine, but they made it clear, the little girls do not leave the premises."

"The little girls have names," I told him.

"We don't care what that Clave thing or you want," Clary told him. "We're going to find Dot."

"Alec, this warlock could have the answers we need," Jace told him. "With Valentine's people out there searching for Farah and her sister, they're not safe outside alone."

"Jace has a point," Isabelle said.

"Et tu, Izzy?" Alec asked her.

"All right, since you have all the answers, where do you suggest we search?" Alec asked looking between me and Clary.

"We should start at Dot's apartment in Greenpoint," Clary told them. "And there's this thrift store that she..." Clary gasped and I stared at her in confusion.

"Clary?" I said trying to get her attention. "Clary!" I shook her a little and she blinked rapidly.

"What's wrong?" Jace asked her. "What is it?"

"What was that?" I asked her confused.

"I, um..." Clary took a deep breath. "Weirdly, I think I know where Dot is."

"Great. I'll drive," Simon said pulling out his keys and we all stared at him. "What? Unless you have, like, a Shadowhunter-mobile or something." Isabelle chuckled and Simon finally realized where he was standing. "You were kidding about the runes on the floor killing me... right?" Alec and Jace shared a look.

"Possibly." Jace slapped Simon's face lightly as he passed him. The rest of us followed him as Simon turned to each of us.

"Wait... am I gonna die?"


When we got to the street across from Pandemonium and Clary touched her necklace and gasped again.

"Dot," she gasped. "Dot!"

"Clary!" I called after her as she ran across the street. I was on her tail as we ran to the front of the club.

"Farah!" I heard Jace call out. I grabbed Clary's arm and stopped her from running.

"You can't fight whatever you saw on your own," I told her.

"Two men, Circle members..." Clary told me breathlessly. "The same ones who came to our house, who took Mom."

"What about them?"

"They have Dot. They're gonna hurt her or kill her. We have to stop them!" Clary took off running again and I groaned before following her. We ran inside the club and looked everywhere for her.

"Clary, she's not here," I told her.

"No. She was just trying to help me," Clary trembled. "Us. She was just trying to help us." She grasped her necklace and stared at us. "No, she's gone."

"Clary, I'm sorry," Simon said rubbing her shoulder.

"You don't understand. Dot's like a big sister," Clary told her.

"It's not safe here," Alec said. "We have to go back to the Institute right now."

"So, what now?" Clary asked. "Valentine has my mom and Dot, and we're just gonna give up?"

"No one's giving up, Clary," I told her.

"What about our memories?" Clary asked ignoring me and I sighed. I turned and saw Jace looking at me. "They can't just be gone?"

"There is another option?" Jace said.

"Don't even-"

"Absolutely not."

"I'm not afraid of the Silent Brothers," Jace told them.

"Who are the Silent Brothers?" I asked them staring at Jace."

"They're Shadowhunters with superior powers," Jace told me.

"Who possess the ability to recover memories," Isabelle added.

"A process that can also kill you, so there's that," Alec said.

"Your bedside manner is abysmal," Simon told him.

"We've broken at least 18 Clave rules and now you want to go to the City of Bones?" Alec asked Jace who was staring at me. "There's no way. I won't allow it."

"This isn't our choice to make," Jace told him. "This is Farah and Clary's decision."

"You can't ask them to do this," Isabelle told him. "They don't know what they're facing. They're not prepared."

"If anyone can tell me another way to recover my memories and still get the answers we need, we're listening." The three Shadowhunters were silent.

"That's that then," I told them.

"See? I told you they're one of us," Jace told them. He slapped Alec's shoulder with a smirk before leaving the club.


Simon drove us to where they Jace and the others told him to go. We all climbed out of the van and stared at where we were supposed to go to get to the City of Bones.

"Yeah, this place isn't creepy," Simon said. "Not at all."

"Don't tell me you're afraid," Isabelle said smirking at him and he scoffed at her.

"Are you kidding me? I was born afraid... which sounded a lot better in my head," he told her making the girl chuckle.

"Let's check it out," Alec told us. Jace followed him and I went to follow, but he stopped me.

"Wait here a minute. I wanna see if it's safe," he told me and I gave him a look.

"I've done my fair share of fighting you know," I told him with a smirk on my face.

"Not like this." He gave me a cocky smile and I smiled back before he went to join Alec with Isabelle.

"Why are we doing this?" Simon asked us. "We don't even know these people."

"Becuase they are helping us get Mom back," I reminded him.

"I just wish Mom had trusted us enough to tell us about all this," Clary said. Simon gave us a weird look. "What is it? What's wrong?"

"How are you not ultra freaked out by all of this?" he asked us.

"I guess I just always felt like there was something missing," Clary told him. "Some void I couldn't quite explain."

"A world we were a part of, yet could never touch," I added. "Now the world is right in front of us. I just don't like the way we were pushed into it."

"Things are finally starting to make sense," Clary said. "But none of it's gonna matter unless we get our mom back."

"Then let's do that," Simon told her.

"Farah," Jace called out and we all turned to him. "Come on, it's all clear."

"Let's go." The three of us went towards the three of them and Jace offered me his hand and I accepted it.


"You have to understand, the Silent Brothers aren't like us," Jace told me. Clary was walking with Simon and Isabelle and Alec was covering our back.

"They don't flirt with someone they just met?" I teased.

"Most people don't," he told me and I chuckled. "Brothers communicate without using words, using just their thoughts."

"That's not so scary," I told him.

"Don't let their silence fool you," Jace warned. "They'll hold the Soul-Sword to yours and Clary's head, and with its blade, carve the truth from your mind. If you're not strong enough, you will die." I looked back at Clary worriedly.

"I stand corrected, that's very scary."

"Farah," Jace stopped walking and placed a hand on my arm to stop me. "You should know, the pain will be excruciating. You don't have to."

"I'm going to do this," I told him. "I'm the only one who's going under that sword and I'll get my memories back. I'll find the Cup and my mom, and when we get her back I'm going to fight with her. And demand she tell me everything I don't already know. I won't risk my baby sister on that. Promise me you won't let her do this. Promise me you'll find another way if I die."

"I promise."

"Thank you." He walked away from me and I followed him with the others right behind us now. We walked up to a large metal skeleton on a large metal gate.

"We can do this," Clary said taking my hand and I turned to her.

"Not you," I told her. "Me. Just me."

"What are you talking about?" she asked me confused. "We decided to do this together."

"Clary, we could die because of this," I reminded her. "I'm your big sister and it's my job to protect you. So you're going to let me do that. And if anything happens-"

"Nothing will," she told me while starting to cry.

"If anything happens, you're going to find another way to get your memories back and find Mom." I sighed looking towards the creepy skeleton gate. Simon started for the gate but Jace stopped him.

"All right, hold on."

"Surprise, surprise," Simon said sarcastically. "No mundanes allowed, just like in the training room, right? Wrong! I've seen every horror movie ever made and the funny best friend who gets left behind... dead man." Isabelle chuckled.

"You're not that funny." Simon gave Jace a look. "But by all means, go ahead." Simon turned to go inside when Jace stopped him. "Of course, the minute you enter, you'll die."

"Problem is, now I don't trust you," Simon told him.

"He's not lying," Alec told him.

"Now. He was before," Isabelle told him.

"The run energy in the City of Bones will kill any mundane who dares to enter, so, please..." Alec made motions for Simon to go inside the City of Bones and Isabelle sighed.

"The Brothers creep me out. I'll mind the mundane."

"Your sacrifice is noted, Izzy," Jace told her going towards the gate.

"Talk about sacrifice, I'm missing a financial analysis class."

"I can't be here anymore," Alec said motioning to Simon and Clary. "So, Jace, I'm gonna mind the perimeter."

"I don't wanna leave you," Clary told me and I smiled at her.

"I'll be okay and I'll see you in a bit," I told her.

"We'll be right here," Simon told me taking one of my hands on his. I shared a hug with both of them.

"Farah, you don't keep the Silent Brothers waiting," Jace told us. I parted from the pair and we all smiled.

"You got this," Simon said. I moved away from them and joined Jace at the gate.


I followed Jace into the City of Bones and he stopped as bats chittered above us. He took a deep breath before moving on and I felt the need to do the same. Water trickled in the dark before Jace made some sort of light in his hands.

"What's that?" I asked him.

"It's a witchlight," Jace told me. "We carry it to remind us that light can be found in even the darkest of places. And it's cooler than a flashlight."

"Definitely cooler than a flashlight," I laughed.

"Here." He handed me the witchlight and pointed in the direction we were supposed to go. We approached a statue of an angel holding a cup and sword in his hands.

"Is that the Mortal Cup?" I asked him.

"Yeah." I moved the witchlight down to the sword to see writing on it.

"What's that say?"

"It's the Shadowhunter creed. "Looking better in black than the widows of our enemies."." We both chuckled.

"I haven't taken Latin in a number of years so it's kinda rusty, but I'm sure you just made that up," I said.

""For Shadowhunters, the descent into hell is easy"."

"Everyone should have a saying like that," I joked.

"It's this way," Jace told me. I followed him to a long hallway and sighed.

"They couldn't have made this any harder, could they?" I asked. Jace took the witchlight from me and put it away before we started down the hallway. "I'm sorry for what Clary said about your mom. You were right, we don't know anything about you."

"It's cute," He smirked. "You assume I have feelings."

"Everyone has feelings," I told him.

"I don't," he insisted. "Save the apologies for the mundanes. Everyone has a sad son. My mother died when I was a baby. My father died when I was ten."

"I'm sorry." He sighed and gave me a look. "Is he... is he buried here?"

"No. Circle members are considered traitors. They forfeit their right to be buried here," Jace explained.

"Your dad was in the Circle?" I asked.

"My father tried to do the right thing and leave the Circle and it cost him his life," Jace told me.

"That's why you're helping me, isn't it?" I asked him.

"Valentine and his people need to pay," Jace told us. "I'm gonna make them pay."

"I'm still sorry about what was said," I told him.

"No more "I'm sorry"'s," he ordered. "You're a Shadowhunter now."

"That still doesn't change who I am," I told him while following as he walked away.


We walked towards a beam of light, hand in hand, and I stared down at the symbol of an eye.

"I've seen this before," I told him. "What does it mean?"

"It means "clairvoyance"," he told me. Torches suddenly flickered to light and I followed them to see a man in a brown robe with his eyes and mouth sowed shut. My eyes widened at the sight of him. More torches lit themselves and more men, Silent Brothers, appeared from the darkness. I looked around at the room around us to also see bones covering the walls and in alcoves.

"Shadowhunters..." a deep voice said. I turned to see a man walking towards us. He removed his hood and I gripped Jace's hand tighter. "Come into the circle." He motioned for me to step on the rune and I did so releasing Jace's hand. "Step away, Jace Wayland." Jace stepped towards me and gripped my arm lightly.

"I'll be right here." I nodded and Jace stepped away from me.

"The search of your unconscious is a perilous one," the Silent Brother told me.

"My memories were blocked," I told them. "I need them back."

"If you are not strong enough the Soul-Sword will kill you," he warned.

"I'm Farah Fray. I'm ready." The brother in front of me lifted his hands and I looked up to see a sword.

"The Soul-Sword reveals all." The Sword slowly lowered itself to my forehead and I closed my eyes. I felt the tip of the blade touch between my eyes and I was pulled into the past.


I was in my room just laying in bed and staring outside the window when I heard Mom and Luke outside my door.

"Luke, no," Mom said.

"All this lying is destroying you," Luke told her. "Stop blocking their memory and tell them the truth."

"I can't. You know I can't."

"You're just delaying the inevitable," Luke said. "Clary and Farah are Shadowhunters. There's nothing you can do to change that. Farah's already getting some training without even knowing it."

"That world is too dangerous," Mom said softly. "If anyone knew who they really are, the risks would be a hundred times greater for them."

"What happens when they find out on their own?" Luke asked her. "Then what?"

"I won't let that happen," Mom insisted and I stared at the stars confused. "If they ever learn about their father... if they ever find out that their father is Valentine."


I gasped in shock as I was forced from the memory and the sword slowly pulled away from me as did the Silent Brothers.

"What's going on?" I panted. "Where are they going? I still can't remember anything about the Cup."

"Farah, are you okay?" Jace asked rushing to my side.

"Only fragments of her memory were accessible to us," the Silent Brother told us.

"What I saw isn't true," I told him. "It can't be."

"Your memory does not lie," he told me and I sighed. "You must accept what has been revealed."

"No, I don't," I refused.

"What is it?" Jace asked looking between us. "What did you see?"

"Looks like my mother lied about more than one thing," I said. "She lied all these years about who my father was. About who I am."

"What about your father?"

"The memory I just saw... she told Luke my father was Valentine." Jace just stared at me and I shook my head before running away from him.


Eventually, Jace caught up to me and we walked out of the City of Bones to see Alec waiting for us.

"What happened?" he asked us. "What did you find out?"

"Valentine is Farah's father," Jace told him. "And Clary's."

"Wait a minute. You're telling me this girl and her sister show up out of nowhere and they're Valentine's daughter?" Alec asked us. "Did it occur to you that she might be a spy? This might be part of her plan?"

"That's enough, Alec," Jace told him.

"My plan?" I asked him angrily. "You think I wanted my mother kidnapped? Or to find out my father wasn't a war hero, like she told me, but a mass murderer? How about Dot being taken? Or having some mystical sword hang over my head which could have killed me?"

"Where's Simon and Clary?" I asked when I saw Isabelle join us again. "Where's Simon and my sister?"

"I told him to stay in the van," Isabelle told us. "I left Clary with Alec."

"She followed after you and the mundane," he told her and I ran my hand through my hair.

"I've searched everywhere for him. I didn't see either of them."

"Clary!" I called out. "Simon!" I ran back to the van to see the door open, but no Simon and Clary. "Clary!" I shouted as loudly as I could. "Simon!"

"Is that the mundane and Shadowhunter's name?" I heard a man call out. I looked up to see four people. A woman holding Simon and Clary upside down and the other shouting down to us. "I'm afraid Simon and Clary are coming with us."

"No!" I shouted going forward. "Simon's not part of this and Clary can't help you. She doesn't know anything."

"And it'll be my pleasure to kill you unless you return them," Jace told him.

"Careful," Alec said. "We'd be violating the Accords."

"I'm afraid your sidekick's quite right," the man told us. "The Night Children have broken no laws. We're negotiating. The mundane and Shadowhunter, unharmed, in exchange for the Mortal Cup. And the clock is ticking. Tick-tock people."

"Farah!" Called out but they were gone the next second.

"Clary!"