The institute stood tall and glistening in the moonlight. Magnus had seen many beautiful buildings in his lifetime but even he had to agree that this piece of architecture was truly stunning. He could see the glamour wards that disguised the building and hid it from the eyes of mundanes. This was a rare ability that very few had, sure the shadowhunters could see what the building truly looked like but few who had lived as long as Magnus had could see the glamour wards that they used for protection. They were beautiful. They looked like a thin sheet of water with the moon bouncing off it making it look more like a decoration than a means to keep people out. The building itself was huge, back in the day Magnus remembered that over nearly forty shadowhunters were housed in the Brooklyn Institute. He wondered how many there were now.
"Thanks again Magnus", Clary said. She walked tall and confident now. Something was definitely different about her.
"Thats about the twenty second time you've thanked me Fray", Magnus responded.
"Oh..sorry, I know i'm probably coming across as a little desperate but you are the first thing that has come close to giving us any answers."
"Us?"
"You know, me and Simon and the others."
Magnus sighed.
"Clary I don't know who the 'others' are", Magnus finally said.
"You haven't met the Lightwoods yet?"
Oh God... Magnus stopped abruptly in his step.
"Magnus what is it? Why are you stopping?"
"The Lightwoods", he spat. "As in Maryse and Robert Lightwood?"
Clary's face fell. Her emotions betrayed her. She didn't have to speak another word, Magnus already knew the answer. His words hung in the air between them for a few moments before he spoke again. His anger clear in his voice.
"Are they there now? Maryse and Robert? Cause if they are there is no way that I am stepping one foot into that building."
Clary quickly stepped in front of him with her hands out in a way to prevent him form going anywhere.
"No No! It's just their kids! They're in Idris I swear! Please Magnus I wouldn't lie to you, not now."
She was desperate. Her eyes were shining in the starlight, she clearly wasn't going to let him go that easy.
"You better not be lying Clarissa, and you are never to call me here when they are home. If I ever see them again i'm afraid of what i'll do. Let that be a warning."
"Okay, okay", her hands were up in defeat.
Magnus took a few deep breaths to calm himself before walking any further. The Lightwoods were among the many circle members that Magnus had no regard for. If it wasn't for the Clave he would of hunted down and killed every last one of them. It wouldn't of been difficult, after all, killing was what he was best at. He could thank his mother and father for that.
"Their offspring better not be anything like them, if so you'll probably see me in this mood for the rest of the day... well, night."
Clary grinned. "Trust me, they're nothing like their parents."
Once they stepped through the doors of the institute they were greeted with a high pitched queel. Magnus thought that it must have been a girls voice... until the mundane boy from the other night came running into the hall.
"CLARY! Clary! Oh my God! I swear if you ever leave me with these people again! They're! They're, they-"
"You scream like a girl", Magnus said frankly, before allowing a grin to spread across hi face.
The curly haired boy stared directly at him. Still out of breath.
"Great!.. You brought back another one to ridicule me."
Clary sighed. "Simon please don't be so dramatic, I was only gone for half an hour"
"Yes! And in that half an hour Jace and Isabelle had Alec shooting apples off my head claiming that that was what they did for FUN!"
Clary couldn't help but giggle.
"Alec was shooting arrows off your head! Wow. I didn't realise he had a fun side."
"Really Clary? You've known them four days and you already think that participating in life threatening activities is what-"
"Your boring me Sheldon and I have things to do so could you hurry up with your ranting session."
Simon was shocked to hear Magnus speak. His heart had been racing from his previous target practise encounter.
"Come on Magnus, i'll show you to the library. That's where I told Jace to have the things laid out."
Together the three of them made there way through the halls of the institute. Magnus was surprised to see that there was not another soul there. Nephilm or mundane. After a few minutes they reached a large wooden door that looked as though it concealed a whole other world behind it. Clary looked back at him.
"Well then, are you ready?"
