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Hey guys. Sorry for the short chapter, but good news I am officially 15, yes my birthday was only two days ago and I had the best party ever. I got supernatural and adventure time stuff and loads of books (including the bane chronicles) and so much chocolate and money. Sorry for bragging. And I love my friends for helping me celebrate my birthday in the most awesome sleepover party ever! I cannot put it into words about how much I love my babe's. :)

Anyway thanks for all the reviewing, glad everyone loved it and is excited to read on.

Enjoy :)

Chapter Two.

Alexa and Jonathan-15years old.

The cold wind blew as Alexa exited the school building, the wind causing her silver white curls to blow into her face and her papers to almost fly out of her hands from the force of the wind. As annoying as the wind could be on days like this, she liked the cold, the cloudy skies and the rain. But most of all the snow. Although she had never seen snow before, from living in the land down under. She had always pictured it to be, beautiful.

Making her way down the steps, she looked around for her brother. Once she spotted the sight of bright red hair she quickly walked over towards him, but stopped herself once she saw who he was with. God what a user, Alexa though as she glared at the girl talking to her twin brother.

Ever since they had moved to this school, after being expelled from others. Girls would always use Alexa by being her "friend", talking to her, trying to get close to her or even just asking about Jonathan. They would only ever use her to get to her brother, and lord how she hated. But the worst part was that Jonathan knew that girls would use her, but he had never tried to stick up for her once. Some brother.

Once her "friend" had giggled and left Alexa approached her brother and stood beside him. He looked down at her worriedly.

"What's the matter, Alex?" Jonathan asked, his voice was deep but still sounded a little high pitched. At least puberty got him back for her. Ever if it was only for a short time.

"Nothing," Alexa shrugged, not bothering to look up at her brother.

"There is something wrong and I know it," Jonathan pointed out, he was always so stubborn. Father said he got that from mother. "So tell me or I will never stop bugging you."

"How about the fact that all my friends use me to get to you," Alexa said. Her face was scrunched up and her lips pouted, she had her arms crossed over her chest and her voice was only an annoyed whisper. Although Jonathan still heard it.

"I will admit, yes most of the girls that you call 'friends' do flirt with me," Jonathan said, shoving his hands into his pockets. He felt guilty that this would happen to his sister, she is a truly amazing person and he hated to see such things upset her. "But," Jonathan continued. "I've never agreed to ever go out with any of the girls and if you don't believe me…"

"Don't worry," Alexa cut him off. "I believe you. I just wish I could have a friend who would be a friend because of who I am, not who you are." Alexa shrugged as if it was completely hopeless.

"Don't worry sister dearest," Jonathan said. "You're way too good for all these mundane's."

Alexa laughed. "What the actual hell is a mundane?"

"I have no clue at all," Jonathan said. "I've only ever heard father say it."

…

"Hi aunty Clary." A familiar soft voice said as Magnus and Natasha walked through the front doors. "Hello Clarissa dearest, where is that husband of yours and those children?" Magnus asked as he walked a couple of steps behind his daughter.

Both Magnus and Alec decided they wanted to raise a family together a year after Magnus had tracked Clary and Sebastian down. They had adopted her when she was one and now she's six. Natasha had dark skin, like Magnus' and dark obsidian hair like his and Alec's she also had light green horns sitting on top of her forehead with green eyes to match. She's a warlock, like Magnus. And since warlocks were abandon at birth Magnus felt the need to adopt her, not wanting her to have a miserable life just because she was born.

"Sebastian just went to pick them up. Why you ask?"

"Because I don't want Sebastian to jump out and kill me, I know he hates me."

"Oh and you like him?"

"Point taken." Magnus shrugged, he was defeated for now.

"Mum we're home."

"Alex!" Natasha squealed as she ran up to Alexa and hugged her tightly. Alexa returned the hug. "I haven't seen you in so long."

"I haven't seen you either, how are you?" Alexa asked as she let go of the hug. At least Natasha was her friend.

"I'm good. Daddy brought me here with him today so I could see you and Jonny." Natasha giggled, she was so happy to see her cousins, Aunty Clarissa and Uncle Sebastian. She hasn't seen them in what felt like months.

"I'm good daddy went out and got me some new sparkly clothes and daddy also taught me shadowhunter training in case I might need it one day," Natasha said excitedly.

"New sparkly clothes, well that explains the dress," Alexa said as she looked down at Natasha's dress. It was purple and was covered in glitter, the thing could blind you when the right light hit it.

"Wait, what's a shadowhunter?" Jonathan asked as he looked down at the six year old questionably.

Magnus heard the question and quickly rushed over towards the children and picked up Natasha in his arms. "People who hunt shadows, they are quite strange people." Magnus lied, he looked over towards Clary who had one eyebrow raised and her arms crossed over her chest.

"Wait, so you're telling me Uncle Alec was teaching her to hunt a shadow?" Alexa questioned, saying what both teenagers were thinking.

"As gorgeous as Alec maybe, he isn't operating on full cylinders upstairs. If you know what I mean." Magnus said. "Don't tell him I said that!"

"Alexa Jonathan Natasha, I think you all should go into the room while we have an adult talk," Sebastian said as he walked over to Clary.

"Okay father," Alexa and Jonathan said in union as they walked off to their bedroom.

"Natasha, no talking about anything unnatural," Magnus warned his daughter, she nodded in understanding and walked off to join her cousins.

"They mustn't find out," Magnus whispered once the children had left.

"We can't hide it from them any longer, last year Jonathan pointed out the parabatai rune on both of them and asked about it," Clary said.

"What did you tell them?" Magnus asked.

"Just that it was a birth mark they both had," Sebastian said, remembering how hard it was to convince the children that such things could be birth marks.

"We have to tell them," Clary pointed out.

"And we shall, but at the right time and moment."

…

"We were told to stay in our room," Alexa said as Jonathan opened the door and began to exit.

"And I fully intend to stay in the room, but I need to go to the attic and retrieve some paints," Jonathan pointed out to his sister and cousin, who were sitting on Alexa's bed and talking about God knows what.

"Why do you even need to paint? Art is stupid," Alexa said as she rolled her eyes.

"Art isn't stupid!" Jonathan said, a little hurt in his tone. Ever since he was young he loved to paint, draw, sculpt, anything artistic he would do.

"Well you're creeping me out with all these weird symbols you draw in your art book," Alexa said as she got up and grabbed her brother's art book from his bed and flicked through it. All those symbols looked so, weird. They didn't even seem like they represented anything. "How could I not think art is stupid when you crap creepy crap like this?"

"I don't even know what those are, they just come to me in my mind and I have to draw them," Jonathan said as he exited the room and walked down the hall. He didn't really care what she thought about him, it was never like he needed her approval.

Jonathan opened up the door and made his way up the stairs to the attic. He turned on the light and looked for the box labelled 'art supplies'.

Jonathan looked through boxes upon boxes of things. Nothing but old books and things from his and his sister's childhood.

In his search he came across a box labelled 'Clary's stuff'. His mother was bound to have some art supplies, he did after all get his art trait from her. Jonathan kneeled down and opened the box, there wasn't really any art supplies but there was a bunch of other things that made his eyes widen.

Daggers, weapons, black training gear, old books, and a cylinder with some of those symbols he has need seeing on it. Jonathan picked up one of the books and read the title, 'Shadowhunter Codex.' Confusion ran through him. What was going on here? Were his parents completely out of their minds? Were they murders? Were they apart of a colt of some sort?

Jonathan flicked through the book and it told things of vampires, werewolves, warlocks, demons and angels. It also said the cylinder thing was called a Steele. He was so fascinated in the book, he felt as if he couldn't put it down. Until…

"Jonathan," his dad said from the stair way to the attic. "What are you doing in here?"

"Oh… I was just ahhh… looking for my art stuff," not a lie, he was looking for his art stuff but he just came across something different. Deciding not to tell his father of his find he pocketed the Steele and since the book was too big to just slip into a pocket he put it back into the box. Deciding to come back and read it once everyone was asleep.

"Well it's time to come down stairs," his father said.

"Coming father," Jonathan said as he rose to his feet. His eyes went from the box to straight ahead of him to his father. He didn't know what this was all about. Vampires. Werewolves. Demons. Warlocks. Angels. And he didn't know what his parents had to do with it. But whatever it was, he was going to find out.

Like it? Hate it? Tell me what you think. Pretty please, for a late birthday present. :)

I hope everyone likes this chapter and is excited to read on. Also I have another Clabastian/Clonathan story in the making and will be posting it up, hopefully soon.

Until next time hail and farewell.

-TJ