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Chapter 33…

{Izzy's POV}

Throughout my first lesson on falling with Clary, the only thing I felt was jealousy.

Every fucking time, she fell with elegance and grace.

Then there was me falling with my arms and legs flailing.

The only thing that kept me going was that Clary did say that I had made a better start at it than her.

Knowing I could be better than her at just 1 thing was enough motivation.

The sun had begun to set outside - had it really been that long?

Jace called us from the ground and said we needed to have a talk in the living room.

Telling us to come down and go with him.

Clary simply jumped off the platform and rolled forward gracefully, ending in a smooth standing position next to Jace.

They both looked up at me eagerly, obviously waiting for me to jump.

"Clary, this is 30 feet. It's quite high…"

I called down.

"Iz, remember what I told you. The second you sense the ground tuck and roll, if you do that you will be fine"

I heard Clary yell up to me.

"Easy for you to say"

I whispered to myself.

"Hey I heard that! Just jump Isabelle"

Damn shadowhunter hearing.

Closing my eyes, I just stepped off the platform.

I kept my body still, and there it was.

A sixth sense tingling, just how Clary had described it.

So I tucked and rolled.

But, without the grace and elegance of someone who had done it a hundred times.

I stumbled and fell to a small heap in front of Clary and Jace.

Both of whom were snickering and clutching their stomachs.

"Alright, calm down. You sound like a pair of goddamned hyenas"

I fired at them, yet it only made them laugh more.

Standing up in a huff, I made my way to the door.

Still hearing both of them get the last of their laughter out.

{Jace's POV}

Hearing Clary's laugh was like an awakening, it was then I realised that I had never heard her laugh properly before.

But it was perfect, the soft yet sharp ring of her voice.

"Come on Blondie, let's get to this 'meeting"

She spoke, using air quotations around the word 'meeting'.

{Time Skip}

When we arrived in the living room, I noticed Alec and Magnus were seated together on one sofa, with Izzy sat on a grand armchair.

As I caught Alec's eye, I could've sworn I saw his shift away from Magnus slightly.

Strange.

I thought.

Sitting down side by side with Clary, Magnus spoke out first.

"Now, as much as I love running a bed and breakfast for fugitives. When are you all leaving?"

"The second Clary is recove-"

"Jace, I am recovered. I was just training and I am absolutely fine."

Gritting my teeth slightly, I realised that she knew.

Clary seemed to have a way of knowing things you thought no one could read.

However, it appeared we both now knew that Clary's injury wasn't the real reason we hadn't returned Alicante.

It was my father.

I was nervous to go back, to look into the faces of my mother and father after I had betrayed them like this.

"I propose an idea"

Surprisingly it was Clary who announced this.

"You have all done so much for me, and I wish to repay you by no longer associating myself with you."

I felt my face pale slightly, what did she mean?

As if she had read my mind she explained,

"By this I mean, I shall portal to Idris alone. It is not in my wishes that you be punished for saving me - but the Clave will not see it that way."

I felt the venom in her words as she said 'the Clave' - I could find no way to blame her.

Clary had only known the Clave to be an organisation that had given orders to kill her.

The words Izzy used next startled me.

"No."

"What do you mean 'no'?"

Clary retorted.

"I mean, we have already risked everything in protecting you. We are sure as hell going back into the lion's den with you, it is not up for discussion"

Smiling I realised that Izzy had developed some form of emotional attachment to the Shadowhunter next to me.

"I agree with Izzy on this one."

Alec backed up.

"Ooooh, say that again"

Izzy turned to look at her brother with eyes of wonder, filled with sarcasm of course.

"Great, when will you all be leaving then?"

Magnus asked with mock eagerness I was unsure.

"Tomorrow at dawn"

I replied confidently, but I kept my gaze on Clary.

Watching her face twist and her body shift in discomfort.

Subtly I placed a hand on her knee, to stop her from shifting

"Magnus, we will need a substantial meal tonight. Can you provide?"

I queried in a serious voice.

"Certainly Herondale, I am an excellent cook"

"Perfect, we can-"

I was cut off abruptly by Clary standing suddenly and fleeing the room.

Everyone followed her, looking stunned.

"I'll talk to her."

I announced, then jogged out of the room.

{Clary's POV}

I could take it no longer, to be in a room with so many people willing to protect me.

I hated it, I had to leave.

So I went to the first place I thought of.

The roof.

Bursting out the door into the open air, I let out a heavy breath I did not realise I was holding.

Letting the door swing open I walked to the edge of the roof and sat down with my legs dangling over the edge.

We were mighty high up - this was a height I doubted I could have jumped from and survived.

Fixing my eye on the skyline in front of me I shivered.

I was definitely a long way from home.

If I had been that this was the route my life was going to take, I would never have believed it.

There was only me and my father.

I had always assumed that was the way it was going to be, forever.

I had not thought I was capable of caring for anyone but him, yet that wasn't true.

Not since I had met Jace on that roof when we had fought for the first time.

Loosening me out of my thoughts I felt a shoulder brush mine.

"Are you thinking about jumping?"

Jace's sarcastic voice echoed out.

"Mhm"

Was the only response I could give him.

I knew I was slipping again, the pull got stronger and stronger every day.

I could feel parts of my humanity slipping away, knowing I would never be able to get them back. Knowing that it was inevitable I was going to become what I was born to be.

That didn't scare me, it used to thrill me that I would be my father's pride and no.1 warrior.

But now everything was different. Now there were real people in my life who were willing to protect and help me.

Yet there was no way I could repay them - as eventually I was going to turn into the enemy they fear the most.

"Hey, what's on your mind?"

Turning my head to look at him I felt my heart lurch.

I could see it in his eyes.

He cared for me.

But that was going to be his destruction.

"What is there not to think about?"

I replied in a weak sarcastic tone.

"My dad wants me dead. The Clave wants me dead. Yet here you are, protecting me from both."

"Of course I am. Why wouldn't I?"

Swiftly rotating my head to face the skyline again, I did not want to answer his question.

"Clary, there's something your not telling me"

He was right.

And he deserved to know, if he was going to risk his life for me then he might as well know.

"Remember how I said one day you will see something in me you don't like?"

"Yes, but thats bullshi-"

"Let me finish, you may change your mind. That day will come sooner than I expected. Every day, every moment I lose some part of my humanity. This will continue until all of my tethers to humanity and the Angel are deceased."

Chancing a look at Jace, I saw his brow was furrowed.

"Why?"

"Because I have the blood of the Queen of Hell her origins are more powerful than that of Raziel. Eventually they will overcome what little goodness I have left."

I had never had to tell anyone about my fate before, and it hurt much more than I had expected.

However, I think that had more to do with who I was telling it too.

I wished that I could have been perfect for Jace, he deserved to be spending his time elsewhere. Not on a lost cause.

"Clary are you sure?"

"I can feel it Jace."

Answering in a very soft voice, contrasting his rugged one.

"I can feel it, this darkness. It's growing. There's nothing I can do to stop it."

Wordlessly, Jace laid his arm over my shoulder and moved closer to me.

Gently bringing my head to his, he kissed my forehead ever so lightly ; shivers were still sent shooting all over my body.

"I won't let that happen to you."

I smiled.

"Some fates are written in the stars. Not even you could prevent that."

He tightened his grip on me.

"I can bloody try."

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