2nd chapter! woo! I hope this will spark your interest and make you want to read more. -With all my love, arieshades

She knocked on the door and a voice boomed on the other side "Come in!"

Arie hesitantly pushed open the large mahogany door and walked in. The room was large and circular, lined with books upon books that rested on the hundreds of shelves that seemed to reach towards the heavens. The large glass dome above showed the stary sky outside. Her mother had told her it would be best to go at night. There was a large desk that was odd, with the shape of angels with pained faced supporting the flat surface on their wings. there was a large high backed red velvet chair sitting behind them, and a man with graying hair sat with his head down scribbiling something.

"Clary, There has been no news on your-" He began, but cut himself off when he realized he wasn't speaking to Clary at all. His face contorted with surprise and it wrinkled the large scar that marred the left side of his face. He narrowed his eyes at her, and suddenly they opened wide in shock. "oh." he said surprised. He pushed his way out of his desk and made his way towards her..Arie stood still, not saying anything. "Oh," he repeated, and this time it was more like a sigh. "My dear." he slowly bringing a hand up to cup her cheek. "I should've been expecting you."

Arie was surprised. "Didn't my mother contact you to tell you I was coming?"

He laughed a bit. "Yes, but that was many years ago. Before you were even born. She said she would send you to me for the truth when the time had come...i guess it has, hasn't it? You are confused. I can see it in your eyes."

Arie nodded sheepishly. "Your look so much like your dear father." he whispered.

Not very many people saw her father, Including herself. Most said she looked like her mother and she never saw it. When she was born, she had her mothers deep black hair, but as she got older it turned lighter and lighter, untill it was a light blonde with a trace of light light brown. Her mother would cry everytime she brushed it at night when she was younger, but when Arie asked why always said. 'You have your daddy's beautiful hair.' Arie now looking in the pane of glass that surrounded a section of books, she saw none of her mother in her. She never saw her father, but she could see how he might draw that conclusion, because she looked nothing like her mother. Besides the blonde hair, Arie had gray/blue eyes, dark eyebrows, and a square angular face with lips that were a bit to full. Chloe, Arie's mother, had perfect black ringlets of hair that fell down her back. She had electric blue eyes peirced into your very soul with one look. Her haunting eyes were surrounded by a thick swath of black lashes longer than any she'd even seen before. Arie always thought she had a striking resemblence to the singer of Evanescence.

"I wouldn't know." Arie replied in a barely audible whisper. "I've never seen my father before."

Hodge gave her said a smile with sympathetic eyes. "You look as broken as our poor Jace. Maybe I should introduce you both."

Arie stiffled a laugh. "I believe we've already met, just outside the door." Hodge smiled. "You may look like you're father, but you have your mothers cunning charm."

A questioned floated to the surface of Arie's mind. "You knew about my mother and father? I mean...you knew of their...relationship?"

Hodge dropped his head a bit. "Yes. But i was the only one, and I knew because I too had at once loved a Human Girl. Christian came to me for advice i couldn't give. But i knew, and I met your mother...and I understood why your father loved her. She was as lovely as the dark angel." he then placed a hand on Arie shoulder and began guiding her to a chair. She sat down and he walked around the desk and fumbled through the drawers. "Your father was a brave man, Arie. But his love for everything and everyone," he shook his head. "It broke him."

He then quit digging and produced a photo. He layed it on the desk and Arie picked it up, she sucked in a quick breath. There, in the picture, stood Hodge and her father. She knew because it was the face she saw in the mirror everyday, just with more masculance and shorter hair. He was happy and smiling in the picture, his skin marked with dark runes just visible through the thin white button up shirt he had on. Hodge was smiling also, with a book in hand and glasses on his nose. Arie fought tears as she fumbled for words.

"If he were alive right now, I have no doubt you'd be the best female shadow hunter in the-"

"I'm not a shadowhunter, though. I have to much Mundane blood." she cut in sadly.

His brows furrowed. "Who told you that?" "My mother." She said, carresing the photo of her father.

"Chloe is seriously mistaken." hodge said.

This made Arie's head snap up. "What?"

Hodge leaned back in his chair. "Shadowhunter blood takes over any mortal blood at birth. If you even have just a tiny bit of the blood, you are a shadowhunter."

Aundrea's hopes rose, then crashed. "Yeah, well you have training since birth. It's to late for me."

Hodge frowned, and didn't answer. She was right and he knew it. She pushed out of her chair without a word and fought more tears. "Thank you for your time." she said turning for the door. She paced quickly across the floor, not wanting him to see her so weak.

She had her hand on the door knob when she heard his voice. "Wait,"

She turned and pushed out of the over stuffed chair. and strode towards her his face contorted in thought. "Arie, This is not a life I would've chosen for myself. I would give anything to be just a normal human."

Arie's voice became hard. "You don't know what it's like to see things that no one else sees when your six years old, and your teachers think your crazy and you have no friends in school. You don't know what it's like to be shunned by the people who you could possibly relate to best, because of the blood that runs through your veins."

Hodge stared at her for a second and said. "You're right."

She was taken aback. "I am?"

"Yes." there was a long pause then he answered. "I'll make you a bargain. I'm not promising this is going to work but it's possible."

Arie waited and he responded.

"You will be trained, by myself and the others that are your age." Hodge said. "You will learn the ways and you will learn our history. Then, in the end, if you wish, you may return to your normal life. But, Arie, there is a possibility that even with training you will not be able to hold marks in your skin or work with a stele or seraph blades, and this could be harmful. Even fatal. So make sure this is what you want before you agree."

Arie didn't even have to think. "I'll do it."

Hodge's smile was small. "Terrific. You may want to speak this over with you're mother first. If she says yes, report back here first thing in the morning. Lessons start early."

"I will." Arie said, reaching for the door.

"Oh, and Arie. Tell Chloe I said hello." He said, his grin growing.

"Okay." she said, shutting the door behind her.

taaadaaa! end of chapter 2. :) I hope you all liked it. Please review, and favorite. I accept all forms of advice. Thanks you!