So I really like writing the story from all different peoples perspectives, I am saving my favourite perspective (Magnus) for a later scene so now here is Jace's J hope you like it, Jace is a really difficult character to write...

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Jace felt a burning pain through his shoulder. He reached to touch the parabatai rune and it flamed at his touch, feeling just as it had when it had first been drawn onto him all those years ago. He hissed through gritted teeth as Izzy looked at him, her face a pale smudge within her curtains of dark hair, her black eyes wide and terrified. Tessa and Magnus had their backs turned, trying to open a portal. It was immensely difficult to open a portal to Idris unless it had been directly organized by the Clave, the last time anyone had attempted to do so was when Clary practically killed herself and Luke after chasing recklessly after him. Jace couldn't help but be grateful the warlock hadn't seen the pain caused by the parabatai rune. Magnus knew shadowhunters, Jace often wondered if he knew them better than he did himself. He had once explained how he knew about parabatai, how he knew they would sense when the other was in danger. Magnus was enough of a mess as it was about Alec, Jace could see his thin long fingers shaking uncontrollably as he attempted to create a portal. Anything else proving that Alec was being hurt would tear Magnus in half, and they couldn't afford that; Magnus was the only way they could get to Idris.

Suddenly, it was like someone had poured molten silver onto the wall. It shimmered magically around the edges, and through the substance Jace could make out the familiar streets of Idris, swimming through the Portal. Without thinking, Jace launched himself straight into the portal, hand on his seraph blade, barely listening to the shouts of protest behind him. Inside the portal was like a whirlwind. Jace was thrown from side to side, he seemed to be stuck in the mysterious liquid. Idris was clearer but no matter how hard Jace reached and stretched towards it, trying to make it out to the other side he moved no further forward. A huge force came from behind him, like a large boot kicking him in the back, and Jace flew forward, landing face first on the cobbled streets with a nasty crunch. Barely a second passed before Magnus Bane did the same, landing directly on top of Jace, smashing his face into the pavement and sending shocks of pain through his body.

Immediately Magnus got up, ran to the portal and put his hand inside. When he pulled it out, Izzy, Tessa and the man she had called Jem all came in tow. Jace got up slowly, noticing that his nose felt fuzzy. He put his hand to assess the damage and it came away red.
"You broke my fucking nose" he growled at Magnus, dusting the stones and mud off his gear. "My face is the money maker and now you have broken my fucking nose!"

Magnus' face flashed scarlet with outrage. "If you hadn't gone jumping into the portal before I could explain I wouldn't have had to rescue you!" he shouted.
"Rescue me? How did you rescue me? I got out myself!" replied Jace indignantly.
"You stupid shadowhunter, of course you didn't get out yourself! This was an illegal portal into Idris, there was no way it would be like other portal journeys, but then you have to launch yourself into it before thinking! I had to jump in after you and physically kick you to the other side!" Magnus said in disbelief. Jace thought back to the feeling of something hitting him in the back, realising that it was, literally, Magnus kicking him out.
"Oh..." said Jace dejectedly. He hated it when he wasn't right. "Well thank you for saving me then. But can someone please give me a bloody iratze?" he said, trying to staunch the blood flow from his nose with the sleeve of his gear.
"No time" said Jem, already setting off towards the building where the cells holding Alec were. "The Clave will be alerted that we portalled here. Although if they knew what we were doing I doubt there would be a problem, I hardly think they will listen to us when they think we are imposters and they will surely be a hindrance whilst trying to rescue Alec."

They set off following Jem, running towards the building.
"Look, no offense..." Jace began, jogging beside Jem who was in shadowhunter gear.
"You are a Herondale" said Jem, a laugh in his voice. "I can assure you that you do mean to offend, nevertheless do continue"
"What are you doing here?" Jace asked. "You aren't a shadowhunter anymore after what I did to you. So why are you coming to fight?"

They paused as they reached a towering locked gate at the entrance of the cells. Izzy drew an opening rune on it yet it simply fizzled out and nothing happened.
"Dammit" she cursed under her breath. "There is strong magic here. They must have a warlock of their own. If only Clary were here, she could do that opening rune magic in a second!"
Magnus stepped forward, chanting incantations at the wall whilst everyone watched intently.

"It is my duty" Jem said to Jace, who tore his eyes away from Magnus and looked at him, confused. "You asked me why I was here" said Jem. "I believe it is my duty to be here. When I was a boy I was dying. I was addicted to demon poison, something beyond my control. But I was shunned from society because of it. Everyone in the Institute loved and cared for me, like you all do for Alec. But in the wider shadowhunter world I was seen as weak. They all believed it was my fault, that I could just choose to stop taking the poison when in reality, stopping would kill me. This is the same with Alec. I know that people think that he is wrong. He isn't, but he is still shunned. I had people help fight for me, it is only fair that Alec had people fight for him."

Jace didn't know what to say in response. He knew Jem was over 100 years old, after all, he had been a Silent brother. But his story, his reason for fighting for Alec moved him.
"Well then," began Jace in a low voice, "thank you. For fighting for Alec. I owe you."
Jem smiled sadly at Jace. "Oh no Mr Herondale, trust me. I owe you."