EDITED 5/30/2020
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Magnus rushed to the door, hoping to make itthere in time so that the incessant pounding on it wouldn't wake his daughter, fiancé and future sister-in-law.
He flung open the door and saw Luke and Simon standing outside.
"What's going on?" He asked them.
"Maia's gone missing." Luke informed the warlock.
"What?"
"She disappeared from the Hunter's Moon and I think that the Seelie Queen's responsible." Simon nearly shouted.
"First of all," Magnus started, his tone like acid. "You might want to consider lowering your voice, because if you wake my fiancé, my sister or my child you, Solomon, will wish you were never born."
Simon audibly gulped before nodding his head. His skin had paled and his eyes widened as he stared at Magnus, waiting for him to continue.
"Second of all," Magnus moved out of the way, allowing Luke to enter the apartment. He allowed Simon to enter as well, but not before stepping in front of him as he tried to enter and glaring at him, before stepping aside once more. "What would the Seelie Queen want with Maia?" He shut the door behind the men and directed them towards the balcony, hoping that if they stayed outside that the risk of waking his family would be nonexistent. Alec and Clary had had a rough night, both needed to rest and Alexander needed to heal more. Madzie had woken late that night due to a nightmare and crawled into bed with her fathers, she too deserved to sleep in a while longer.
"She has this crazy obsession with me because of the whole Daylighter thing. And then she invited me to live in her court and I said thanks but no thanks and then she threatened to hurt the people I care about. That's Maia, Clary, Izzy, My mom, Becky, Luke, even Alec and Jace and you."
"She won't lay a hand on my family." Magnus swore.
"We have to find her. Before the Seelie Queen hurts her." Simon persisted.
"How can we be sure that the Queen even took Maia?" Magnus asked. "Where's the proof? We can't just storm into her realm and accuse her of this. Are we sure that she didn't just find a lead on Valentine and go to try and hunt him down?"
"Without telling me?" Luke asked calmly.
"Come on, Magnus!" Simon shouted. "We're not making this up."
"What's going on out here?" Magnus heard a sleepy voice come from directly behind him. He turned to see Alec standing in the doorway, still dressed in only a pair of sweatpants. Magnus couldn't help but think that Alexander would've looked absolutely adorable if it hadn't been for the bandage wrapped around his shoulder and chest. His hair was ruffled, eyes still foggy with sleep and he was barefoot. A complete vision.
"It's nothing darling." Magnus told his fiancé gently. He took the half-step that it took to be pressed right up against the man and he ran a hand through his wild hair. "Why don't you return to bed? Surely you're still tired. You and your sister had a long night. I'll finish things up here and I'll join you soon. I promise."
"Not tired." Alec protested quietly, eyeing the serious looks on both Luke and Simon's faces. "What happened?"
"The Seelie Queen kidnapped Maia!" Simon told the Head of the New York Institute.
Magnus groaned in frustration and pressed himself further into Alec's chest before throwing a glare over his shoulder at the young vampire.
"We have no proof of that!" He reminded Simon. "One day, Shawn, you will realize that you cannot rush into things half-cocked and expect everything to turn out the way you wish it would. Baiting the Seelie Queen like this will lead to nothing good, I assure you."
"Look," Simon sighed. "If something happens to Maia because of me -"
"I'm not going to let that happen." Magnus reassured him. "I'll look into it, I promise you."
Simon and Luke left without much fanfare after that and Magnus turned to his Shadowhunter with a small grin. "Let's get you back to bed, shall we?"
—-
It was an hour later that Alec and Clary had to leave, having been called out on a mission very suddenly. And only twenty minutes after that they were sprinting down one of the main streets in Brooklyn not too far from their loft with Izzy and Jace by their sides.
"Where is it?" Jace shouted as they slowed to a stop in the middle of an intersection.
"It should be right on top of us." Alec replied.
Alec stiffened as he heard a screech and his Parabatai call his name, panic underlying the strength in his voice.
Alec spun around, already notching an arrow on his bow as a large demon flew out from between two high-rises before disappearing between two more.
Alec lowered his bow only slightly, his brow furrowing in confusion. He'd spent hours upon hours studying as a child, studying demons, runes and fighting techniques. He was something of an expert in the subjects but he'd never seen a demon of that nature before.
"I've never seen a demon like that." Isabelle commented, confirming his thoughts.
"On your six!" Jace shouted from his place directly behind Alec. Alec instantly spun with grace that only a seasoned fighter could possess and shot an arrow at the flying menace.
He missed. He tried to shake it off and notched another arrow, waiting for an ideal moment to fire again.
"Can you see it?" Izzy asked as the four siblings looked around strategically. The demon seemed to have disappeared.
"What the hell is it waiting for?" Clary demanded as Alec spotted it between two buildings as it circled them just out of sight.
"It's coming around for another pass." He said as he adjusted his grip on his bow. As he shifted his fingers he felt his engagement ring catch slightly on the ridge of the wood that the bow was made of. The reminder of the thin metal band around his finger brought thoughts of a sparkly, outspoken warlock and a tiny, playful warlock to the forefront of his mind. These thoughts served to remind him of everything he was fighting for. Reminded him of the reason that he was up so damn early in the middle of the street waiting for a god-forsaken demon to try and kill him. He tightened his grip on his bow and adjusted his stance, trying to make sure that he wouldn't be caught off guard.
Beside him, Clary lowered into her stance, dagger balanced in her hand. She had her bow and quiver strapped to her back but Alec had told her to only use them in emergencies today. She was getting good at using the weapon but Alec was concerned that with her inexperience and the gravity of the situation today that any hesitation would be fatal.
The demon rounded the final corner and was now flying straight towards the group. Alec lined the arrow up and waited. He calculated how long he had until it was on top of them and when the right time to release would be.
"Alec!" Izzy called, wanting her brother to make the shot.
"Relax." Alec chided. "I got this."
He released the arrow and the demon disappeared in a cloud of black smoke. Several balls of something dropped to the ground but the group paid no attention.
"Nice." Izzy complimented.
All of the sudden the balls stood up and scattered, they weren't balls, they were small demons.
The mundanes sitting in their cars realized that something wasn't right and started to panic.
"Over there." Alec pointed with his bow, indicating a demon.
"They're splitting up." Clary told him.
One of the demons scuttled up to them and the four Shadowhunters flinched back, before watching as it ran towards the subway entrance and disappeared.
Alec turned around, looking in every direction and wasn't able to spot a single demon.
"Alec -" Jace stopped talking when Alec raised a hand, cutting him off.
Alec swung his bow over his shoulder and let it attach to his quiver. He placed his hands on his hips as he thought.
The demons had scattered, they were nowhere in sight and he had no idea what kind of demons they even were. He'd never seen anything like this before. How could he justify leading his siblings into a battle that he had no confidence in? He sighed and let his hands drop to his sides.
"Let's head back to the Institute and do some research." He told them, his tone defeated. "We need to find out what we're up against."
His siblings reluctantly agreed and they started the trek back to the Institute. None of them relished the idea of returning empty handed, so to speak, but no one could really blame them. This was unheard of.
"At least four demons are still unaccounted for." Alec continued. "Notify all available personnel."
Isabelle, who was walking next to Alec while Clary and Jace walked behind them, nodded and pulled out her phone.
Alec heard Jace turn to Clary in concern. "What's wrong?" Alec turned to eye his youngest sister in concern. "Is everything okay?"
"That was Luke." She stopped walking. "Valentine's on his way to Idris."
"What?" Alec demanded as he turned and stopped as well.
"How?" Izzy followed up.
"He made a deal with The Seelie Queen." Clary sighed. "Luke's warned all the other Downworld leaders."
"Damn Valentine." Jace cursed.
"If Valentine gets to that Lake..." Izzy said, the worry and stress in her voice were obvious.
"He won't. Malachi's army is armed and waiting for him." Alec told them.
"We need to warn him." Clary insisted, straightening up, squaring her shoulders and tipping her chin upwards to look her brother dead in the eye. "Who knows how many circle members will be there?"
"If we lower the wards these demons could get out, spread beyond the city." Izzy argues.
"Maybe we don't have to lower them." Clary says, a smile pulling at the corners of her lips as she looks between her three siblings. She was clearly pleased with whatever idea she'd just concocted. "Maybe my portal rune can pierce the wards."
"We can't all go." Alec sighed, uncomfortable with the idea of being separated from any of his younger siblings. He knew he wouldn't be able to handle losing another one. Not so soon after Max. Not ever. "The demons need to be dealt with."
"Clary and I'll go." Jace volunteered. "You two stay here, slay the beasts."
Izzy nodded reluctantly. Alec shifted his weight several times and clenched and unclenched his jaw and his fists, looking between his little sister and his Parabatai. He hated this idea. He hated that this had to be done.
"Fine. Be careful." He agreed.
"Likewise." Jace replied seriously before cracking a grin. "And when am I ever not careful?"
Clary closed the distance between herself and her brother and sister, enveloping them into a hug.
"Be careful, Sis." Izzy said, clutching the younger girl before pressing a quick kiss to her cheek and stepping back.
Alec took the opportunity to wrap his other arm around the girl now that the one that had been around Izzy was freed, and whispered in her ear. "I need you to stay safe. Okay?" He whispered to her desperately. "Use your training. Use your head, you know what you need to do. Do it and come back home."
"I'll be back soon, Alec. I promise." Clary whispered back to him.
"I love you, Clary." Alec told her, pressing a kiss to her hair and releasing her, stepping backwards to stand next to Isabelle.
"I love you." Clary replied, looking to both of them.
"Love you too." Izzy smiled.
Clary turned around, Jace at her side and drew the portal rune. The portal opened in a shower of golden sparks and the pair walked through without issue coming out into a small clearing.
"Where's the army?" Clary asked her brother.
"We're still a hike away from Lake Lyn." Jace informed her with a small huff.
"I guess my navigation's still off." Clary frowned, looking around at the trees.
"We need to hurry." Jace started walking away. "We can't let Valentine reach that Lake."
—
Magnus opened the loft door to find his fiancé and his sister on the other side. Alec's hand was still raised, poised to knock. Magnus had felt the wards allowing people to pass through and had decided to meet them at the door.
"You do realize you live here, right?" Magnus asked Alec. "You have a key, even. You don't need to knock."
"Uh, right." Alec said, passing by Magnus into the entryway, Izzy right behind him. Magnus let the door swing shut as Alec scooped Madzie into his arms. The girl had followed her father to the door to greet them. "Hey, Princess." Alec greeted their daughter.
"Daddy!" Madzie laughed, flinging her arms around the man's neck. "Papa showed me how to do the night light like he does!"
"He did?" Alec gasped in exaggerated surprise. Magnus had informed him of his plans for magic lessons that morning.
"Yeah!" Madzie cheered, not picking up on the falseness of her father's shock. "I can show you!"
"How about you show me tonight when you go to bed?" Alec proposed.
Magnus stepped forward when it looked like Madzie was going to argue. "Sweet Pea, how about you go show Aunt Izzy your new dollhouse? Daddy and I need to talk."
"Okay." Madzie groaned, giving Alec one last squeeze around the neck before allowing him to place her on the floor. She grabbed her Aunt by the hand and pulled her down the hallway to her room.
"How did the hunt go?" Magnus inquired, turning his back on Alec and moving towards the shelves on the wall opposite him. He plucked a jar off the lowest shelf and tipped it lightly to the side, peering in the dusty glass to see the contents.
"The demon was one we haven't seen before." Alec humored him, clasping his hands behind his back and walking towards Magnus who had his back to him.
"Oh?" Magnus asked.
"When I killed it, it created four new demons. They were different too, we didn't recognize them. They didn't try to attack us either, they just ran away."
"Hmm." Magnus set the jar down and picked another up. "I can look into that if you would like. See if maybe I can find something?"
"Actually, we need your help. The rift they came from; it's so severe that only a warlock can seal it."
Magnus set the jar down and turned to Alec with a little grin. "Then what are we waiting for?"
—-
"Consul Malachi." Jace greeted as the man stepped out of the tent. "Jace Herondale of the New York Institute."
"Clary Lightwood."
"I know who you are." The Consul informed the duo.
"Valentine is on his way to Lake Lyn." Clary told him. "He has the sword and the cup."
"Yes," The Consul agreed. "I'm quite aware of Valentine's progress."
Clary and Jace exchanged a confused glance. "We need to get to the water. Now." Jace said.
"I'm afraid that's not going to happen." The consul said. He turned his head to nod at one of the Shadowhunters standing by and they surged forward to restrain Jace.
"You're a Circle Member!" Jace hissed.
Two more seized Clary by the arms and together they began to pull her and Jace along into the tent.
"Let me go!"
"Get off me!"
It wasn't long before Clary and Jace were chained to one of the support beams inside the tent and they were left alone.
"Do you have any idea how many speeches I've heard Malachi give? How many times I've heard him preach about loyalty to the Clave above all else, under the Angel? And all along, he's - he's been working with our greatest enemy."
"How does the Consul, the leader of the entire Clave end up a Circle Member?" Clary turned her head to look at her brother.
"Valentine threatened to wipe out any Shadowhunters who opposed him." Jace explained. "Malachi's just trying to save his own ass."
"And sit back while everything else around him is destroyed."
Right after Clary finished speaking, Malachi and another Shadowhunter entered the tent. Malachi walked in far enough that he could look at Jace.
"How could you side with him?" Jace asked, resentment coating his every word.
"There is only one side." Malachi told him. "The side of the angels. Valentine is doing what the Clave has been trying to do for centuries: Eradicate demons."
"No. No! The Angels would never be in favor of killing millions of innocent Downworlders alongside demons." Clary argued.
Malachi crouched down next to Clary and spoke to her in a hushed tone. "When Raziel created the first Shadowhunter, there was no such thing as Downworlders. But over the centuries, disgusting half-breeds emerged. Warlocks, Vampires, Seelie's, Werewolves. They banded together, grew more powerful. Finally, they will be destroyed. And so will you."
He stood up quickly and looked to the Shadowhunter he brought with him. The Shadowhunter motioned for another to join him and they grabbed the pair of siblings and dragged them once more, out of the tent.
—
"That was Imogen." Izzy told the boys as she left the corner of the loft that she'd parked herself in when she picked up a call. "Despite her requests, there have been no troop movements in or out of Alicante. And when she went to see Consul Malachi, she'd been told he left very suddenly."
"So she believes the Consul is a spy for Valentine?" Magnus asked from his seat on the couch next to Catarina.
Alec had called their friend ten minutes before, asking if she would be able to watch Madzie while they went to seal the rift.
"There's no other explanation." Izzy sighed, crossing her arms.
"Jace and Clary are at Lake Lyn with Valentine and no military support." Alec stressed, running a hand through his hair.
"We need to go help them." Izzy said earnestly.
"We can't leave yet." Alec said as if it caused him great distress to let the words pass his lips. "Not while the city is under assault."
"Well, Underhill identified the demons as a rare-subspecies of Edomei."
"Edomei?" Magnus asked.
"You're familiar with them?" Alec questioned.
"They're from Edom. Tenacious little devils." Magnus confirmed.
"So we've noticed." Izzy leaned back against a wall.
"And they're incredibly intelligent." Catarina threw in.
Magnus nodded. "They're capable of creating carnage in any number of ways."
"They haven't attacked once." Alec added. "What are they waiting for?"
"They work in hordes." Magnus explained. "Perhaps they're increasing their numbers to reach critical mass."
"We need to close this rift." Izzy insisted. "And then we have to go help Clary and Jace."
"Wesley is waiting for us near the rift."
"How long will this take?" Alec asked.
"Not long." Magnus assured him.
Alec crouched down to press a kiss to Madzie's temple where she was sitting reading a book. "I love you, princess." He whispered to her.
"I love you too, Daddy." Madzie smiled up at him as if nothing were out of the ordinary.
"Love you sweet pea." Magnus piped up, hands poised to make the portal.
"I love you, Papa."
Isabelle smiled softly at her older brother, she couldn't help it. She was so proud of him for getting the life he'd always wanted.
Magnus flailed his hands and created the portal, stepping through, Izzy and Alec stumbled out right behind him.
"There you are!" Wesley's smooth British accent rang out from the right. Their heads snapped to the side to see him approaching. "I was worried you weren't coming. Left me to fend for myself."
"Where did all the demons go?" Izzy asked him.
"Straight to business I see. Well, I'm not sure. Can't say I'm complaining. Don't exactly fancy staying around here if they are."
"They don't normally fly off into the sunset." Magnus quipped as the four of them approached the rift.
"Well, let's not stick around until they make an appearance." Alec said, leaning in a little too close to the loft for Magnus' liking. The latter grabbed him and pulled him away from the edge.
"The amount of energy required to seal a rift from Edom is substantial." Magnus explained to his lover as he began to circle the giant hole in the ground. "It's not a flick of the wrist."
"You gonna be okay?" Alec asked, concerned.
"I'm the High Warlock of Brooklyn."
"And he isn't doing it alone." Wesley stood directly across from Magnus on the other side of the rift. "We've got this, Mate."
Both Warlocks waved their hands and let their magic start to drape itself over the rift. Alec noticed that Izzy was peering into the rift with a perplexed look on her face. He glanced down and saw the figure that was flying out of the hole. Magnus and Wesley froze as well both having spotted the demon, too.
The winged creature burst out of the rift, it's wing hitting Izzy hard, knocking her to the ground.
"Izzy!" Alec shouted.
"Go!" Izzy called. "I'm alright."
"Cover us!" Magnus told his fiancé.
Alec nodded and sprinted down the beach. He stopped after a few yards and pulled an arrow from his quiver, he quickly notched it and released, missing the demon but gaining its attention.
The demon turned on him and Alec could see the fire building in its belly. It was preparing to fry him alive.
Alec promptly turned and started to run back towards the rift.
"Magnus!" He called desperately.
The two Warlocks worked quickly, trying to close the rift. Alec could see the concentration etched into Wesley's face as he waved his hands. His movements were clean and precise.
He heard the demon roar again and felt the heat against his back as it gained on him.
"Magnus!" Alec was too far for Magnus to hear him calling for him and the demon began raining fireballs down around him. So far it was missing but Alec wasn't sure if that would last long.
He noticed that with one last movement from the Warlocks, the rift closed up. It was done, but the demon was still chasing him. A fireball hit close to him and Alec began zigzagging.
"Magnus!" He called one last time before a fireball hit a lot next to him and it exploded, sending him sprawling forwards. Magnus spun around and blasted the demon out of the sky, causing four more demons to take form on the ground. Izzy, Wesley and Magnus made short work of them and Izzy rushed forward to help Alec off the ground when they finished.
"Alexander." Magnus put a hand on his arm as he stumbled lightly.
Alec grinned. "Can't get rid of me that easily."
—-
"It's gonna be okay." Jace assured his sister from where he was kneeling a few feet away from her.
Clary was kneeling next to a tree stump, both of them had Circle Members holding them to the ground by their shoulders. "How?" Clary asked him, her voice quivering.
"Your father won't approve. But he'll understand your deaths were a necessary sacrifice."
"Valentine is not my father." Clary spat. "And how could you let this happen? You're the consul of the Clave. How can you support mass genocide?"
"Cleanse the world of demons?" Malachi asked. "How could I not? Proceed!"
"No!" Jace croaked in horror. He stared at his sister in wide-eyed panic.
The Circle Member behind Clary pushed her down onto the tree stump and planted their foot on the middle of her back as the man with the execution axe approached.
He practiced his swing and Clary smiled at Jace grimly before she laid her head down on the stump, tears streaming down her cheeks.
As the man went to bring the axe down on Clary's neck Jace's eyes glowed gold and he broke free of his chains, attacking the men holding him down. He took down three of the men, including the executioner and used the axe to free Clary from her chains. Together they took down the remainder of the men and Jace killed the Consul.
Jace gathered Clary into his arms and hugged her close. "You're okay? Are you okay?" He pulled back and looked her over for injuries. Once he was satisfied he released her. "We have to go."
Jace took off running and Clary sprinted along behind him. The ground was uneven and it was hard to run through, Clary could feel her legs burning but she knew that they had to make it to the lake as soon as they could. They finally broke through the trees and made it to the lake, they stood at the edge of the water and Clary gasped for air.
"Are we too late?" She demanded desperately.
"No. If he raised the Angel we'd know it." Jace shook his head. "We beat him here. We can stop him."
They grinned at each other just seconds before everything went horribly wrong.
A hand came down hard on Jace's shoulder and spun him around, there was a sick squishing noise and the sound of a blade. Jace grunted in pain and before Clary knew it he was on the ground. A knife in his chest and Valentine was standing over him, apologizing.
Clary watched in horror and disbelief as Valentine reached down and pulled the small knife from her brother's chest. And in that moment she felt as if she had been stabbed too, because the pain that she felt in that moment was like none she'd ever felt before. Not again. She told herself. Not again. Not another brother gone.
Paying Valentine no mind, Clary rushed to Jace's side and discarded her weapon beside her. She was crying and so was Jace as he stared up into the sky. He was getting paler by the second and his breathing was shallow.
"I'm so sorry, Clary." He apologized.
"Save your breath." She demanded. "Don't say anything. You need your strength."
She would get him out of this. She had to. "It's gonna be okay." She promised him.
"I love you." Jace told her. "I know, I know it's wrong. But you were my one." And with that he closed his eyes and went limp.
"Don't close your eyes. Don't close your eyes!" She sobbed. "Stay with me. Stay with me please! Just look at me. Just look at me."
She pressed her fingertips to his cheek and used the hand she had on his chest to shake him a little. Urging him to wake up.
"No." Clary said brokenly. "No... No!" She screamed. Tears falling more rapidly and making her hair stick to her face.
"Please come back to me!" She cried hysterically as Valentine stood back and watched.
"Clarissa, I - I'm sorry. I had no choice." He told her, as if he wasn't at fault. As if Jace had initiated the fight. "The two of you together are too dangerous."
Clary grabbed her Seraph blade, murderous rage flashed in her eyes as she stood up, spun around and charged him. He swung out with the back of his hand and smacked her in the face so hard that it pushed her to the ground and knocked her unconscious.
—
They'd returned to the Institute to gear up and check the radars one last time. Alec was double checking the last radar when he felt pain that he instantly knew wasn't his. He doubled over and gasped.
"Alexander, you okay?" Magnus asked, turning from his screen, gaining Izzy's attention. They approached him as he stood there, hunched over and breathing heavily.
Alec pulled the hem of his black T-shirt up to see that his Parabatai rune was starting to fade.
"His Parabatai rune." Izzy moaned in disbelief.
Alec groaned again. "It's - Jace, Ah!"
The pain was blinding and his legs gave out as he screamed, falling to the floor. Magnus lunged forward to catch him. He grabbed Alec's shoulders and guided the man to lay back against his chest.
Alec screamed in pure agony as he felt a part of his soul die. He writhed as his fiancé and sister watched on, helpless to do anything. Nothing they could say or do would comfort him.
Magnus just clutched Alec to him as he felt tears falling from his eyes. Finally, Alec lay back against him, panting as the screams subsided. He pulled the hem of his shirt up once more to watch as the rune faded completely.
"I -I can't feel him." Alec muttered brokenly. "He's dead."
"Alexander -" Magnus tried to say, his voice gentle and hesitant.
"He's dead." Alec whispered and allowed Magnus' arms to wrap around him from behind, he turned his face into the inside of Magnus' elbow and he allowed himself the brief moment to cry.
—
She woke only moments later. Her hands were tied and she sat up just in time to see Valentine step into the lake. The cup in one hand and the sword in the other. He dropped the sword into the lake first, the cup followed only seconds after.
"Raziel!" He shouted. "Hear me! I call upon the mortal instruments and summon you into this mortal realm."
A geyser of sorts appeared in front of Valentine, an Angel appearing in the midst of it. Clary looked around, trying to find something she could do. Her eyes landed on her brother's dead body, not far from her.
"Your stele." She whispered.
"It has been a thousand years since I was last summoned to this place." Raziel announced. "Why do you summon me now, Nephilim?"
"My Lord, Raziel!" Valentine called. "The great men and women in the lineage of Shadowhunters which you have created here, have failed in their mission to rid this world of demon scum."
"I see you are impatient." Raziel commented. "What is it you ask of me?"
"The immediate death of all evil-blooded creatures, demon and Downworlder alike, as well as the disloyal Shadowhunters who protect them."
"The destruction of the souled creatures of the Downworld and of our own Nephilim. That is not Heaven's wish."
"What?" Valentine asked in shock.
"But thou who spills thy blood thou shalt compel from me an action."
Valentine reached into his jacket with a smile and pulled out a switchblade. Just as he was about to cut into his palm, Clary, now free of her restraints, grabbed him and threw him out of the lake. Raziel disappeared as Valentine rolled over to glare up at Clary.
He rose to his feet and swung out at Clary. Clary blocked the hit and swung at him. She landed punch after punch before he caught her in the shoulder and she tripped over Jace's body. She landed next to him but didn't stay down long. She charged Valentine once more and he punched her in the face, knocking her off her feet again. He grabbed her by her arm and flipped her off of her stomach and on to her back before going to grab a large rock.
"I've worked too hard, suffered too long for anyone to stand in my way." He raged as he stalked back towards her. "Even my own daughter."
"No." Clary said. He was just about to bring the rock down on her head when she noticed the knife he used to murder Jace was within her reach. She bolted for it, making him miss hitting her head and nearly topple over, she swung out just as quickly, slicing his throat and making the blood gush out.
He cried out in pain and Clary lurched to her feet, stabbing him in the abdomen for good measure as he clutched his slit throat.
He fell to his knees and Clary stabbed him again. And again. And again. And once more. Blood was dripping from his lips as he stared into the distance. Clary removed the knife and kicked him backwards. She watched as the life left his eyes and his body fell limp.
And she was alone in the darkness. The Angel was gone, and so was Valentine. And so was Jace. She dropped the bloody knife to the ground and rushed back over to Jace's body. She gathered him into her arms and began to cry again.
She wasn't sure how long she'd sat there crying when she heard the others approach.
"Clary?" She heard Alec's panicked voice call out.
Alec, Izzy and Magnus all stepped over Valentine's body as they made their way to Clary and Jace.
Magnus rushed forward, taking the girl into his arms and allowing Izzy and Alec to ease Jace back down onto the ground.
Magnus held Clary, healing her wounds as Izzy and Alec mourned their brother too. Magnus hid his tears in Clary's hair as he listened to Alec's gut wrenching sobs. He tried to not watch as Alec clutched the material of Jace's jacket and sobbed into his cold, dead chest. As much as he would've said that he wouldn't mourn Jace when he died, Magnus had to admit, not all of his tears were for Alec's sake. Magnus too would miss the arrogant, blonde Shadowhunter. In fact, he already did.
Whoa! Longest chapter yet! Also, please don't be mad at me! 😬 I know killing Jace was a big move, and no one called it! But I have big big plans moving forward so please stick with me, try not to be too mad and remember that TV Jace is still alive and well. Don't give up on this story yet, we are just getting started! Love you all, see you next time. Please Please Please! Comment and let me know what you think. What's going to happen? Did you expect Jace to stay dead? Vote on the chapter, follow me, all that good stuff! See you Sunday!