A/N

So I really have no idea what happened with this chapter, but thanks so much to those who told me! I'm going to try and post twice a week.

Anyways, shotout to CoffeeLovingOtaku for the great review and CoffeeLovingOtaku and hailbug for the follows. :)

The long line of people eagerly waiting for access to Pandemonium were almost scary to Clary. Glitter and neon barely-there was what consisted of the strange clothes people wore.

Wow. I look so dull compared to them. Clary thought with slight dismay. How am I going to get in? Then she noticed that overlapping the blinking sign, was an Angelic rune.

"Excuse me, may my friend and I go in?" Clary asked the large bouncer.

"Sweetheart, you better run home and change. Then wait in line like everyone else.""Excuse me, may my friend and I go in?" Clary asked the large bouncer.

Clary tried again. "I can see the rune." That was all she said, but it was enough for the bouncer to let her and through.

I really hope that wasn't a mistake. Clary thought as she and Simon entered the club.

"Wow." Simon breathed out.

Pandemonium was large and loud with flashing lights and a beat reverberating through the entire place. People were dancing on the floor, lingering at the bar and making out all over.

"Huh." Clary was equally impressed, yet a little nervous. "Wanna dance?"

"What? Oh, sure." Simon seemed dazed for a second before following Clary onto the crowded dance floor.

Clary resisted laughing at Simon as he bobbed awkwardly up and down.

"Simon!" Clary suddenly hissed loudly so he could hear over the music.

"What?"

"You see those three people over there?"

"The blonde, and two people with black hair?"

"Yah. They have runes on them. They're Shadowhunters!" Clary had told Simon about the world of Shadowhunters when they were ten and neither her mom, nor Luke knew that Simon knew.

Clary started walking-appearing nonchalant she hoped-towards the group. There was two boys and a girl. The girl was gorgeous in a tight dress and legs Clary immediately envied. One of the boys, with the same black hair and blue eyes as the girl, looked rather unhappy. The third boy-absolutely drop-dead hot-was all gold.

"Hey, Clary I don't think we should interfere." Simon was fidgeting beside Clary, but she didn't even hear him as she watched in fascination as the girl walked up to a seemingly random boy and started talking and dancing up close to him. She leaned close and whispered something into the boys ear. He smiled slowly as she lead him away.

"Simon, wait here." Clary started away, but Simon grabbed her arm.

"Clary!"

"Don't worry Simon, I'm not going to talk to them. I just want to see what they're doing." Clary shook Simons arm off and walked off.

Clary ended up following the Shadowhunter girl and the boy she had been dancing with out of the main area and into what looked like a large storage space. She crouched behind a stack of crates, peeking around to watch.

"I'm so glad you came." The girl smiled, then in one quick movement she whipped out a seraph blade, whispered Gabriel, and killed the boy in one swift movement.

Clary was shocked. Why had the Shadowhunter killed the mundane? Then Clary realized that it wasn't a mundie. The boy had been a demon, folding into himself as he died.

Cool. Clary had heard that other Shadowhunters would go demon hunting, but Clary had never been allowed. There wasn't anyone to go with and she had no weapons anyway.

"Nice, Izzy." A male voice started Clary.

Hiding deeper in the shadows, Clary watched as the two boys she had seen earlier came fro the door she had been hiding close to.

Oh no. Did they see me? Clary wondered with dread, but also hopefulness. But the two just passed her and walked upto the girl-Izzy was it?

"Are we done now?" The black-haired boy asked.

"Yeah Alec, that was the only one any of us saw." Replied the blonde one.

"Hey, let's go to Taki's." The girl suddenly said.

"Ohh, mu shu pork here I come!" The blonde one grinned and headed out, the two others following him.

Oh crap! Clary thought as she saw that when she moved, her phone had slide out of her back make fake pockets in the front?-and was now lying in plain sight if you looked in Clarys direction.

Shrinking back against a box, she prayed they would leave without looking back. But of course she was not that lucky. The two with black hair walked passed her, just as the blonde paused. She heard the voices of the two others stop ahead.

"Hey, aren't you coming?" One of them-Clary couldn't see who, but it sounded female-asked.

"Yeah, just a second." The blonde replied, he bent down, put his hand on Clary's phone, and slide it to her. She caught it in her right hand, still frozen. The boy's eyes flicked down, and Clary immediately realized he was looking at her Angelic rune. The only rune Clary had ever had.

Then the boy smirked at her, stood up, and walked out. Letting out a sigh of relief, Clary wondered why he hadn outed her to his friends. Wincing at her stiff knees, Clary stretched up and hurried to the dance floor, eyes searching for Simon.

Simon was waiting exactly in the same spot he had been in when she had left. Shifting from foot to foot, he looked anxious and out of place. A relieved smile crossed Simons face, as he saw Clary approaching.

"There you are! You were gone for such a long time."

Clary checked her phone. "Si, I was only gone for fifteen minutes, but thanks for worrying."

"No problem. Now we are going." Simon grabbed Clary's arm and rushed her out of Pandemonium and into the street.

Clary and Simon decided to go to Java Jones anyway. After finishing their coffees and Simon drilling Clary about what happened, they hailed a cab and went back to Clary's. Saying goodbye to Simon, Clary slide her key into the lock and opened the door.

"Clary! Five minutes early, good for you." Jocelyn was up and running around their small apartment.

"Mom? What's up?"

"Go get your things Clary."

Clary hurried to her room, only to find that her clothes had been packed into a suitcase, along with her airbrush, toiletries and other such things. Stuffing her art supplies and a few books into what room was left, Clary zipped the bulging suitcase shut and dragged it out to the living room.

"Vacation?" Clary guessed, knowing in her gut that it was not the reason she had packed her things.

"No. Luke and I have decided that you should get some real training. Incase anything happens. So you're going to be staying at the New York institute."

"What?" Clary almost shouted.

"You know Luke and I can only teach you so much. Plus there are other teenagers there."

"Well are you coming?"

"No. I'm going to be staying with Luke for a while."

"So I'm being sent to an Institute to train and you're going to go live with your best friend? Why?"

"Clary. I already told you-"

"No, mom. I mean the real reason." Clary was annoyed but knew her mom was not telling her the truth.

Jocelyn sighed. "I think Valentine may be catching up to us."

"What?" Now Clary was shouting.

Jocelyn shut off all the lights, grabbed her own suitcase, and started down the stairs. Clary, still mildly in shock, followed Jocelyn out of the building and into their car.

They ended up in front of what looked like an abandoned, old church.

"Mom. This place looks desolated."

"Look closer."

Glamour. Clary realized, then looked hard, seeing the glamour peel away like paint.

"Let's go." Jocelyn exited the car and opened the trunk. Clary followed, grabbing her suitcase and going up to the door. A lady opened the door, smiling politely.

"Jocelyn?" She asked, addressing Clary's mom.

"Yes. And this is my daughter. Clarissa Fray."

Why stress the Fray? Clary wondered. Then another thought occurred to her.

"Mom, can I talk to you for a second?" Clary asked, walking down to the bottom of the steps.

"Yes?" Jocelyn was clearly agitated.

"Do I pretend I just found out?" Jocelyn looked confused. "You know, do I say that I just found out about Shadowhunters?"

Jocelyn paused before replying. "Yes. I think that would be for the best. Just…. Pretend you catch on quickly." Jocelyn gave Clary a small smile before hurrying her back up the stairs.

"Bye Mom." Clary waved as her mom drove away.

"Welcome to the New York Institute." Maryse lead Clary through the large building and through a few hallways before stopping at a door. I'm totally going to get lost.

"Here's your room. If you need anything come find one of us. You can meet everyone at breakfast."

"Um, okay."

The woman's expression softened. "You must be very overwhelmed. Don't hesitate to ask anyone anything, okay?"

"Uh, yeah. Thanks Ms…?"

"My name is Maryse Lightwood. But you can just call me Maryse." She smiled and opened Clary's door, said goodnight, then left.

The room Clary had been given was very nice. It was furnished with a dresser, bed, desk two chairs and a bookshelf all made of the same dark wood.

Setting her suitcase down, Clary decided she would unpack the next day.

I wonder where the washroom is. Clary thought. Not wanting to walk into someone else's room, Clary taped a piece of paper to her door and stared in the direction she had come.

After ten minutes of walking around, Clary still had not found a washroom. Sighing, she decided to go back and sleep. Walking slowly, Clary admired the paintings on the walls, looking back at a particularly interesting one, Clary turned the corner and bumped into a wall.

Jumping back Clary looked up to find that she had not bumped into a wall, but a boy. The blonde boy from Pandemonium she realized.

Shit. Does he live here? Oh great, those other two probably live here too. Clary stood there for a second, wondering what she should do. Just pretend she had never been at Pandemonium? Meanwhile, Clary realized that he was smirking at her.

Clearing her throat, Clary decided to see what the boy would do.

"Hi."

"Hey. So You're the new girl." The boy leaned against the wall. "I heard Maryse talking on the phone." He explained to Clary's confused look.

"My name's Clary Fray."

"Clary." The boy repeated her name.

"And you are?" Clary prompted.

"Jace."

Clary stood awkwardly for a minute while the boy-Jace, stood and started walking away.

"Oh, by the way." Jace called over his shoulder. "I won't tell anybody about Pandemonium." Then he winked and left.

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