So here's chapter 2... I promise things are going to get so much better from here on. I hope you like Clacd, because there's going to be a ton of it.
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"What happened?" Jocelyn Fairchild rushed to her first daughter's side. She was mad. She was beyond mad and disappointed that Clary would be so reckless, but most of all she was worried about her daughter.
"Clary ditched to fight a Dahak demon" Sebastian leaned against the door of his sisters bedroom and watched her unconscious on her bed. The iratze had worked wonders with her bruises and scratches, but the demon venom would take a little more time to fade away. Like this, unconscious and injure, Clary seemed like nothing more than a defenseless little girl. He knew his sister was quite the contrary, but in moments like this he wished she was defenseless and not her stubborn but strong self. "She killed it, but it struck her before it disappeared. Where are Luke and Valentina?"
"They're still in Alicante" Jocelyn placed her cool hand on Clary's warm forehead. "What am I going to do with you?". The question was clearly meant for Clary, even if she couldn't answer.
"What'd the Clave say?" Sebastian stepped forwards trying to avoid a long moment of silence, but she didn't answer or even turn to look at him. She lowered her face and stared at the floor for a few seconds, and that's all Sebastian needed. "No!" He half yelled, "they can't send her away!"
"I convinced them she could still train in New York" she shook her head, "but after we hear what had happened, The clave called another meeting. I know this isn't what you want to hear, but I think this time there's nothing I can do."
"You can't let them do this, Mom!" He fought, "you just can't".
"You know I don't want them to send her away" Jocelyn remained calm as she ran her hand softly down Clary's fire red hair, "but ever since your father passed away I can't seem to get through to her. Yes, I want her to train, and I want her to be happy, but I also want her to be safe. Maybe The Academy is just the place Clary needs right now".
"She'll never be happy if you send her there" Sebastian shook his head in disagreement, "you know that"
"Maybe not" Jocelyn took a deep breath, "but she'll be safer".
"So that's it?" Sebastian couldn't believe his mother right now, "you're just shipping her off to the Academy?"
"That's not what I said" Jocelyn stood up and faced her son, "I haven't even met with the Clave yet, and they have the final say. Speaking of which, I have to get back to Idris" he leaned forward and hugged her first born child, "send me a fire message when she wakes up".
He nodded silently, but he couldn't get himself to say anything.
"I love you, and I love Clary" she pushed away from their embrace and swept a strand of Sebastian's blonde hair out of his face, "you know that right?"
"Yeah" he said with a heavy sigh, "I love you too". He caught his mother glancing over to where his sister slept, "and she loves you as well".
Now Jocelyn was the one who couldn't bring herself to say anything. Instead, she just hugged Sebastian one last time and left the room.
Clary's eyes fluttered open as a bright light blinded her. Her head was pounding, her back ached, and her muscles and joints were sore which made her feel as if she had just gotten beat up in a fight. Her arms trembled as she tried to push herself up, but she didn't give in.
"Wait" Sebastian suddenly appeared by her side, "no too fast".
"How long have I been out?" She squinted trying to get used to the light.
"A little over a day" there was a long moment of silence. Clary waited for Sebastian to mention something about what had happened, but he didn't.
"Aren't you going to yell at me?" She finally said.
"I think I'll just leave the yelling to mom" he leaned against the door and Clary's face filled with shock and worry.
"She's here?!" She asked, her voice turning into panic.
"She was" he nodded, "she'll be back in a little while". And there's was another long awkward moment of complete silence.
"What were you thinking?" He couldn't help himself.
"I just..." She shook her head, "it's... I don't even know. It just kind of happened"
The air in the house suddenly turned cold, and Clary swore the entire house shook for a moment. A bright purple glow filled the hallway and within seconds Jocelyn was in Clary's room.
"You're awake!" Jocelyn said surprised but relieved. Her eyes were red and slightly swollen, but her face remained beautiful and elegant as always. Clary closed her eyes anticipating all the yelling that was to come, but the weirdly enough the yelling never did come. Jocelyn just sat on the edge of Clary's bed and wrapped her arms tightly around her softly running her hand through Clary's hair.
"Valentina just fell asleep..." Luke walked in clearly surprised by the scene in front of him, "you're awake!"
Luke and Jocelyn tried to keep their faces blank, but Clary wasn't buying it. She knew when something was wrong, and it was way too obvious.
"What is it you're going to tell us?" Clary spoke, Jocelyn and Luke clearly unprepared for this moment. "I know somethings up".
Jocelyn looked up at Luke for encouragement and he moved to her side and placed a hand on her shoulder. "The Clave called another meeting after the... Incident" She couldn't look up so she just stared at her hands, "they said the had given Clary one too many opportunities, but that enough was enough".
"What are you saying?" Clary noticed everyone was looking either down or had their eyes closed. Was there something she wasn't getting?
"The Clave has decided that your training shall now take place at The Academy" Jocelyn swallowed the lump in her throat, "effective immediately"
Suddenly the world spinner around Clary, and she found herself unable to move or speak. The Academy. Idris. This was her worst nightmare coming true. She felt like falling to her knees, but a surge of energy suddn oh embodied her and now she felt like running a marathon.
"this is what you've always wanted isn't it?" Clary burst out surprising everyone in the room.
"No, Clary. I..." Jocelyn began.
"yes it is!" Clary interrupted, "you have your perfect son,and now you have your perfect daughter". No one in the room could believe what had just come out of Clarys mouth, not even clary herself, but she wouldn't realize it until much later. "Now I see why daddy wanted to leave you..."
"Clarissa!" Sebastian stepped forwards but she held her hand out signaling him to wait,
"You were cheating on him weren't you?" Jocelyn couldn't dare move as Clary continued, "that night, I went after Dad because I heard you talking on the phone. You were talking about to Luke, and how daddy could never find out". Luke shifted his head to the floor slightly. "You know what's funny" Clary laughed, "All This time I have been blaming myself for what happened to dad that night". The fake smile disappeared and was replaced by anger as she yelled, "When really it was all your fault!".
She stormed out of the room and slammed her door shot. Quickly, she reached for her stele and traced a sealing rune on the door. She wanted to sit on her floor and cry, but no tears came out. Instead, she just stared at her wall in silence until she eventually fell asleep.
How'd she gotten here? After all this time trying to avoid The Academy, here she was. she'd always know the Clave wanted her to be here and not in New York, but Clary never thought her mother would allow it. When she had heard the news, she couldn't believe it. There was a lot of fighting and yelling, but as much as Clary could avoid her mother, she couldn't avoid the Clave.
Clary stared down at her now useless phone hoping to get a message from Sebastian or Simon, but it was obviously empty. No cell service in Idris. She closed her eyes and let the cool breeze blow her hair in crazy directions. Autumn was falling over Idris which made the trees turn al, shades of beautiful. It reminded her of Centrak Park, and it reminded her of how she'd said goodbye to her family that very morning. Sebastian and Luke had hugged while Valentina hanged on yo one of her legs. She hadn't been able to say goodbye to her mother, they weren't exactly on speaking terms lately.
Enough, Clary told herself, enough about your family. Lets just get this over with. She stared up at the building towering over her. It was somewhere in a remote forest in Idris, no civilization for miles. This was one of Clary's worst fears, rural areas. The building consisted of an clearly ancient structure made out of stone which had been modified with random glass expansions and modernized arquitecture. It was flooding with students. Some were her age, some older, some younger. Some of them wore training gear, while other wore regular clothes.
Clar walked past them as quickly as she could and made her way into the building. She was supposed to find Headmistress Emberbeam, but she had no idea where she was or even who she was.
When she entered the main hall it wasn't like being at the Institite at all. The institute was basically an old castle that had various room that were modified to teach young Shadowhunters, but this was something completely different . This was a mansion. The main entrance had high ceilings, marble floors, mural covered ceilings and two sets of stairs leading to the second floor. It was truly beautiful, but it wasn't Clary's style.
Suddenly something quite large and strong knocked her down. It took her a few seconds to realize that something was actually someone. Someone with an extremely obnoxious laugh.
"Could you watch where you're going?!" She began to complain, but she found herself frozen in place.
She looked up and found herself staring at a pair of mesmerizing golden eyes. She'd never seen anyone with eyes so golden, maybe hazel, but never golden.
"Sorry..." he extended his hand to help her back on her feet. She accepted still staring at his eyes as she stood up again. "About that".
The boy walked, more like strutted away without a care in the world. Clary wondered if she'd ever see him again. There was no way of knowing, but if there was one thing Clary would never forget it would be his eyes, His golden eyes.