I'm sorry I have not updated sooner...there is no excuse for my lateness, other than that I was being a lazy writer. I hope this chapter makes it up to you all, if not then I hope the next chapter will, which will be posted by next Sunday. For those of you who have been reviewing I read and enjoy all your comments and reviews, I love getting feedback so keep them coming. If by chance I haven't responded then I apologize and thank you for reviewing, but I try to respond to every one possible. Any mistakes in here I apologize for I edited it really quickly and my laptop is being really annoying at the moment so for the sake of my sanity I'm trying to stay off it for as long as possible. Sorry for the rambling but enjoy, and if you know where the bra line is from then I commend you :)

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"Can we go back, this is the moment

Tonight is the night, we'll fight till it's over

So we put our hands up like the ceiling can't hold us

Like the ceiling can't hold us"

Music and poison runs through my veins as I go to leave the institute. Anything that I was focused on before left me; the only thing I could think about was the fight. The need, the hunger, and the passion to fight. I needed to win, to dominate. I felt all my muscles tighten up and my jaw lock into place. This is what I was made to do, the only thing I could do right. I was so in the zone, I almost didn't even hear the silent footsteps following after me. I turned around so quickly that Izzy bumped into me and jumped back. Behind her followed Jace, Alec, and Magnus.

"Where are you going?" demanded Alec.

"A walk," I said simply.

"Do you plan on joining Dante in his voyage to hell?"

"I don't understand."

"You look like you're going to go take on hell," interjected Jace.

"I don't think that's on my agenda tonight, but I'm sure I can try and pencil something in."

"Where are you going?" Alec asked again looking impatiently.

"There's an itty bitty problem that I have to take care of."

"I'll come with you," spoke a determined Jace.

"Thanks but it's a personal problem, a family thing…I guess…so no thanks."

"You're bringing a stake to go talk to your family?" questioned Izzy.

"Well I also have some daggers too," I said straight faced.

"At least let us drop you off where ever you want to go?" reasoned Jace.

"Listen that sounds like a great idea but I think I'm just going to stick with my original idea and take myself where I need to go. A for effort though guys." As I turn to leave I hear vaguely Magnus say to leave me alone and usher them all back into the institute. I'm too amerced in the fight to care; as long as no one follows I'll be okay.

It was the only real running building in the little side street, so without the club open, it lost all the hustle and bustle. A homeless man on the opposite side of the club passed out was the only person I could sense. The music from the club was cut off, and the only thing that allowed me to differentiate which building was the club was the cheap lights spelling Tarvan where still flashing in the darkness of the night.

"Well hells bells, this will be quite the adventure," I mumbled as I started on the steps the entrance.

"Don't go in there," howled a voice.

I turned and recognized the voice was belonging to the homeless man. So he wasn't passed out, my bad.

"Don't worry I heard they don't card here, I can go."

"Dangers lie in there!"

"Dangers? Well this makes things even better. I love dangerous."

"They will kill you!"

"Try. They will try to kill me, but don't fear my friend they cannot."

I could see him shaking his head. "You don't know what you're in for."

"Wrong again my fellow homeless friend; I know exactly what I'm in for. I bet my best bra that I'll survive and come out fine." And with that I turned to face the door and swung it open.

"So which bloodsucker is first?" In one hand I held a dagger and in another I held some holy water. From the poor lighting I could make out several slumped figures on the ground. One was killed in mid transformation between wolf and human, and the rest all smelled to be mundies.

Around twenty vampires seemed to appear out of the shadows.

"Hm what to we have here Vance?" the one all the way to the left said.

"Looks like a shadowhunter," said the one I assumed to be Vance.

"I concur; I am a shadowhunter, point to you. And you are all rouge vampires, so point to me."

"Go to hell."

"You know you are the second person tonight to tell me that's where I'm going. Should I be more insulted or concerned? Nothing against hell though, I'm sure it's lovely there, I heard some warnings about heat strokes, but overall not too bad."

"You're a joke little girl, do you really think you can take all of us down alone?" Vance replied, he seemed to be the DS, designated speaker.

"First I don't think I can take you down alone I know I can, second I'm very serious, and third I'm not little girl I'm Clarissa Morgenstern."

If it was possible they all visually paled and stepped back a little bit.

"Listen we don't want any problems with the Morgenstern's."

"Oh pish posh don't worry about it, it won't be any problem at all to kill you guys."

With that said I launched forward like a lioness pouncing on the gazelle. I sprayed them with the holy water, and then came down on one of them with the stake, pulling in and then back out. I felt his body turned to dust as I turned doing a spinning/ kick right into an unexpecting vamp. He flew back and I took a stab to the one on my left hand side. I winced as I felt the teeth of a vampire latch onto my neck. Ignoring the pain, I grabbed unto his shoulder and flipped backwards, forcing him to fall back on the ground and for me to land on my knees right above his head. I swung down with the stake and quickly stood facing the next one. I felt my wound begin to gush as I launched forward digging my stake into another body. I was lost in the fight so much that after stabbing the last vampire I spun around looking for another enemy. When nothing came after me I straightened up feeling sore all over. There were only a few open wounds that I could feel for, but the one on the back of my neck felt like it was pouring. Stop complaining I told myself as I started out of the club.

I took out my phone and called the fae, "Your club is cleared, but needs some cleaning," and hung up. Walking out the street I turned back for only a second, looking to the homeless man who was staring at me, eyes wide and mouth slightly agape.

"I survived, no bra for you," and then I disappeared in the darkness.

Jace: Do I get the bra then?

Clay: No.

Jace: I think I should get the bra. Can I see the bra? I deserve at least that much.

Clay: NO JACE YOU DO NOT GET THE BRA!

Jace: I'm taking that as a yes, and I look forward to seeing you model the bra for me.

Clay: I'm going to murder you Jace.

Jace: Why would you want to do such a silly thing? What a terrible thought, why would anyone kill the handsome, brave, smart and all around stunning Jace?

Clay: Stunning Jace?

Jace: Please Clary enough, stop showering me with compliments, I know I'm stunning I don't need to be reminded all the time, people are going to think I'm vain.

Clay: Somebody shut him up and review.