Yeah, last chapter got a bit away from me. I really didn't intend on making a flashback chapter, but things happen, so there it is. I'll get back on the plot from now on.

"A bridge of silver wings stretches from the dead ashes of an unforgiving nightmare to the jeweled vision of a life started anew."
Aberjhani

"Hello, Will," croaked Jem. Jem's new voice had a way of getting into Will's bones, but Will tried not to let it show.

"Hi, Jem. How are you?" Will attempted at small talk, hoping his good mood would affect dead-Jem for once.

"Dead. I have been hovering around all night, unable to enter the institute. Do you know how annoying that is?" Demanded Jem.

Will tried to comfort Jem, "Alright, alright. You will be able to go to anywhere with your new body, now, are you ready to tell me the plan? I do not understand why you did not tell me the plan earlier when we were in Lousiana. We could have more time to plan it, making sure there are no mistakes. You and I both know how utterly important this is to us. I would give my life up just to see you walk the earth again."

Jem's figure then grinned darkly.

"I only tell you this now because I thought you might… hmm… prioritise other things over my resurrection, but now I see you have no errror in your priority."

Wil then tried to touch him, which was in vain, but he tried to deliver his eagerness to Jem.

"You must tell me NOW, now that we are back in London, our old hunting ground and home. There is nothing that can stop us again."

Jem then smirked again, and said, "That is true. We have gathered all the necessary materials. We have the bone of a black cat from Romania, graveyyard dirt from Canada, black willow from Mexico, a talisman from Hong Kong, a heart of a hound from Australia. Now all we need is a fresh goat head from the market, then we have most of the material to summon the power needed for my resurrection."

"Is that it? Is that all are required to bring you back?" Will was so overwhlemed he almost wepted, "THAT IS IT! We shall be fighting side by side once more!"

But Jem interjected, "but we still need to acquire the blood of a warlock, and not just any warlock, a warlock descended from a demon lord."

Will perked up on that, "We can ask Magnus, he would be willing to help for sure."

"Ah, but you forgot. He currently resides in America, not in London. However, my restoration to life must be carried out where I was murdered, id est, London, and we do not have much time. The resurrection must occurr within four years of death. The past few months I have allowed you to dilly dally with Tessa and her children, messing with her. Well, that was only to warm her up to you, so she will be willing to give the blood."

Will was shocked. "I thought we thought that it was best for Tessa, to make up for the times we were missing on her life. And her children, I thought I was only being a good father to them. This was all for your plan?"

Jem said coldly, "Pray tell, who was the one who chased after my lost soul in down world? Who was the one who pursued the ingredients for my resurrection? It was all YOU! Will! You were the one determined to bring me back, so you have no right to accuse me of being manipulative."

But then as if he saw the horror on Will's face, he softened a bit, "Come on, brother. We can do this, bringing the dead back to life. Something that has been deemed impossible for all the ages of Shadowhunter history. Then we can travel the world together. Is that not something we have always dreamed of, but unable to do, since, well, because of my condition?"

Then Will's hesitation died, "Yes. We will only acquire a bit of her blood, then we will leave her be. She can have her old life back, alone with her children. That must be what she longed for the most."

"Yes, that is correct, my brother," Jem said, with a gleam in his eyes.

So, please tell what ending do you want for this story. It won't be long now. Please subsribe and review, I beg of you. This is getting lonely.