Welcome to the next chapter. Sorry it's taken me a little while to added it, I've been busy-ish. I went to the Rocky Horror Picture Show with a couple of my friends and that was….Well let's just say it was something I know Magnus would want to be a part of. Anyway! Please enjoy!
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The force knocked Clary and Tessa off the window seat and onto the sharp broken bits of glass from the dismantled window. Neither felt the pain instantly, adrenaline was high as they looked up and saw that standing in the space that the glass once stood were three automatons.
Someone screamed, a loud piercing blood curdling cry that made all the girls flinch and the creatures stepped forward. They were similar to the metal monsters that Tessa had encountered on the bridge with Jem. They were faceless, the heads bare except for the slash of metal near their chin that resembled a mouth. They climbed over the thick window still, movements unsteady as they reached towards Tessa who was still on the floor, half siting up on the floor, her mouth opened wide with shock. It reached towards her with extremely human looking hands and then-
Sparks flew from its arm where the hand had disappeared.
Mutely, Tessa turned and saw Isabelle Lightwood standing above them with a long golden whip in her hands, the end still twisted around the automaton's metal hand.
Choose your next words carefully, the brown haired boy, Simon, said. I've seen her use that whip.
She darted towards the metal monster with a vengeance, ducking under its heavy body and appearing on its other side with her whip tangled around its ankle. The creature fell flat on its back and Izzy pulled out a knife that she'd hidden inside the bodice of her dress. The blade made a sickly screech as it was run across the monster's torso and eventually stopped struggling.
"Tessa, get up!" Tessa turned to see Clary standing over her with her hands out. "Hurry!"
Tessa grabbed Clary's hands and the two of them ran to the back of the store where Jessamine was leaning against a wall looking bored watching Isabelle disgustedly. She had started work on the other automaton which moved stiffly and slowly compared to the quick Lightwood girl.
"What are you doing?" Clary demanded while Jessie twisted her parasol in her hands.
"Those things have nothing to do with me," Jessamine said plainly, crossing her arms.
Clary blanched under her brown freckles and then her pretty face turned red. "Excuse me?"
"Fighting in the institute was one thing," Jessamine explained with a huff. "Those things were trying to kill me. And look," She nodded towards Isabelle who ducked under the monster's metal arm. "She's handling things quite alright on her own."
Tessa didn't know whether to scream at the Shadowhunter girl or hit her, she thought about doing both. Instead, she took her parasol and clicked it open, ready to charge at the clockwork creatures when something grabbed her by the back of her dress and flung her sideways. Dazed, she saw Jessamine thrown into the hard wall with a sickening crunch and fall to the floor. he yellow hair had started to stick with red.
Clary's mouth started to form a word, maybe a name, but she was ripped off of her feet and onto the ground with a thunk, where her eyes fluttered shut and she didn't move.
"Clar-" The words cut off when the hands wrapped themselves around Tessa's throat. Black stops begun to dance in front of her eyes and the metal man pull her up to her feet and pushed her against the same wall where Jessie had been thrown.
Tessa struggled for freedom but her boots slipped against the metal torso unable to get any leverage. This is it, Tessa thought, her body going numb.
Suddenly the pressure fell away and Tessa slid down to the floor, her gray eyes staring up dazed at the last automaton grabbing at the parasol that was plunged through its back and resurfaced in the front. On the otherwise stood Clary, breathing hard and bleeding from a shallow cut on her forehead.
"Are you okay?" She asked, pushing back a bright red curl, a familiar was aching through Tessa. She looks just like Charlotte, she realized.
Tessa nodded, unable to speak and stood. She tried to wipe her hands on her dress but pulled them away quickly gazing down at the glass cut into her palms.
"What the hell was that?" Isabelle stood between two dead automatons, looking barely winded and actually smiling. She reminded Tessa of Charlotte, a girl with warrior feelings.
"Automatons," Tessa croaked. "They must have known we were coming."
A loud shriek echoed through the store and all three girls turned and watched as Jessamine climbed to her feet, her face bright red.
"Jessie?" Tessa asked, cooking her whip around her arm. "Are you hurt?"
"Hurt?" Jessamine scoffed. "I'm upset! My dress is ruined! All of the dresses are!"
"We have bigger things to worry about, don't we?" Clary exclaimed, hands into tight fists at her sides.
Jessamine's face twisted with unpleasantness. "I should say we do. You broke my parasol. And I just got it fixed."
. . .
They stared at the warlocks with wide eyes brimming with curiosity and anger. Jace had been the first one to recover, although barely. "You?"
"Yes," The Magnus wearing blue was smiling. "Him, me, us."
"Why the hell did you bring us here?" Simon demanded.
"The question is not why you are here, vampire." Magnus, the one wearing red, replied with a glance at himself. "It's what you intend to do with your time here."
Magnus nodded. "The course of love never did run smooth,"
"You brought us here to fix your love life from the past?" Alec's eyes were wide and two patches of red stood out on his pale face.
"Oh, no not mine," Magnus leaned back on his chair. "That's not why your here either, though you'll be helping more then you know. I brought you here to protect each other."
This brought on a whole new round of arguments.
"I can protect myself!" Will retorted.
"I don't see why I was dragged here!" Simon pointed out.
"Does Gramps really need our help?" Jace wondered.
"I wonder what the Enclave will say about this," Jem mused.
"Oh, another thing." Magnus of the future snapped his fingers and blue sparks flew from the contact. "You cannot tell the Enclave that you are here. They're not very smart in the past and will surely alter your mission."
"Because they'll send them back without doing their mission?" Jem smiled. "Or because having two boys as mad as Will will cause a massive panic."
Magnus nodded, his gold green cat eyes bright. "Both of those are true. But time travel is a fairly new type of magic and the Clave doesn't even know that I've been playing around with it. If the Enclave finds out that there are future dwellers here then you will not be able to protect those of the Institute like you are supposed to."
"Be careful," The past Magnus' tone was serious. "We will not be thrown into jail for trying to assist those who need it."
"And free of charge no less," The other Magnus added.
"This is bigger than you know," He continued. "Tread carefully. And you might want to get back to the Institute."
Will raised a dark eyebrow. "Why?"
"The girls," Magnus lit a cigarette that had appeared in his finger tips with a blue flame. "Are having quite the shopping trip."
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