Just a warning, I am at Starbucks right now and am on my third caramel HIGH! Thank you for the reviews, I love all of you. In a platonic way. Do not be creeped out and stop reading. This chapter is kinda short because nothing commentary worthy really happens, but you guys shall live. Anyhoo, this chapter is up MUCH earlier than my last one, but updating will be sporadic. I have to study for CAHSEE's (California high school exit exams. No clue why we do them sophomore year) and I am a dancer and I play volleyball (WE HAVE NO SOULS!) Soooooo, updating will take some time, and I have apparently lost all common sense along with my soul and am considering starting a story like this for Vampire Academy. Would any of you even read something like that? I would probably have them read each book at the point in time that the book had ended. That was a bad explanation. Ok. So they would read VA directly after VA ends, then the next directly after it ends, and so on, and so forth….so watcha guys think? Well. For those shaking their heads at the crazy blonde chick, here's chapter 7! (P.S. chapter seven is also for those not shaking their heads at the crazy blonde chick.)

Chapter 6: Forsaken

The shadowhunters sat up and grinned at the chapter title. Jace rubbed his hands together, "Excellent, some action at last." He was back to being the sarcastic, arrogant Jace, now that no one was reading about Valentine or calling me his girlfriend.

The chapter started in the weapons room. I said it looked exactly what a place called the weapons room should look. Magnus looked up at me, "Thank you, Captain Obvious."

I narrowed my eyes, these were my thoughts, it wasn't like I went around actually saying any this stuff, "Actually, it's General Obvious now. I've been moving up the ranks."

Jace laughed, "I think she has you there, warlock."

Magnus looked down at us haughtily, "I'm letting her think she has won. There's a difference, you know" Not waiting for Jace to answer, he picked up the book.

Magnus read how I had found Alec and Jace and told them Hodge was writing to the Silent Brothers. Alec shuddered and said 'ugh.' Magnus's mouth twitched. I walked over to the table slowly, wary of Alec, and asked what they were doing. They, well Jace, really, showed me the seraph blades they were finishing up. I asked if they made them using magic. I then said Alec's face was as horrified as if I'd asked him to put on a tutu and execute a perfect pirouette. Magnus had to pause to put his head in his hands and laugh hysterically, gasping, "I'd pay to see that!" between sobs of laughter. Alec's ears were red.

Once Magnus regained his meager sanity, he read how Jace had told me I didn't know what magic was. When I said something, he proceeded to go on a tangent about rubber ducks and electric eels. Alec and I informed him that he was driveling. He said he wasn't. "Were too," Alec muttered. I nodded my agreement. Jace ignored us and pretended to examine his nails.

Magnus read how I had still been confused over Alec's apparent hatred of me, then told Jace Hodge had said he and I could go back to my apartment and look through what was left. Jace was grinned and said something about going down the rabbit hole was a good idea. Alec asked if Jace wanted him to come and Jace told him we could handle it on our own. Alec shot a look I called 'sour as poison.' Jace spoke up, "Poison is bitter, not sour."

"I think it's much more sour than bitter." I told him.

"Well, the texture might be sour, yes, but the actual taste is bitter." Jace said.

I narrowed my eyes, "The aftertaste can be bitter, but the initial taste is definitely sour."

Jace opened his mouth to continue, but was interrupted by Alec. "Both of you just shut up already!" he shouted, then continued once we had, "When have either of you even had poison anyways?"

Jace and I looked at each other, then Jace accidently-on-purpose spilled his water towards Isabelle. She called Jace a variety of unrepeatable names and grabbed a handful of napkins to mop up her lap. While she was preoccupied, Jace and I made frantic gestures towards her bent head and mouthed 'soup' repeatedly. Alec got it a second later. He nodded, "I'd have to agree with Clary. Initially sour with a bitter aftertaste."

Isabelle finally looked up, "None of you have had poison, including you, Alec, so all of you need to shut up and stop with this pointless and uninteresting conversation RIGHT NOW!"

No one was going to tell her what the poison was. We liked our limbs where they were. Magnus hurriedly began reading where he had left off.

I followed Jace down the hall and he made sure I had my house keys to avoid disturbing any wards. It hadn't made sense to me at the time. Jace pressed the button for the elevator and I asked him how he knew I was a shadowhunter. He said that he had guessed. I told him he could have killed me. He said he was ninety percent sure. I smiled a little, remembering. Jace had turned to look at me then and I slapped him hard enough that he rocked back on his heels. He asked what it was for and I told him the other ten percent.

Isabelle leapt up on her seat, clapping her hands and doing a victory shimmy. "Ha! She bitch-slapped Jace!" Isabelle kept repeating in delight. The werewolf she had made jump earlier moved tables. Magnus's cat eyes were glowing with amusement, and I thought he might have jumped up and pulled an Isabelle if he hadn't volunteered to read.

Magnus told Isabelle to sit down and let him read. Eventually, she did. Magnus read how we had ridden the train to Brooklyn. We had been silent, and I had felt a little guilty. I had been sitting there torturing myself mentally when I spotted a couple of girls giggling on the other side of the car. I had realized with surprise they were staring at Jace. Then Magnus read how I had looked at Jace in a new light, and remembered mentally that Jace was cute. I said his face was interesting and his eyes were the color of golden syrup. In the awkward silence that followed, I prayed for a Russian dancing bear to come brutally slaughter me and relieve me of my misery.

Magnus doggedly kept reading. He read how I had told Jace the girls were staring at him and he told me it was because of his stunning attractiveness. We then got in another battle of wits until the train stopped. When we got off, Jace hummed to annoy me until I apologized for hitting him. He told me Alec would have hit back. Alec blushed. We then got into a conversation about how Jace lived with the Lightwoods until we got to my apartment. Jace pulled out a new Sensor and we went up. We got to my door and Jace touched my arm then volunteered to go inside first. We walked through my now creepy apartment and found lovely things like blood on the banister, icy air, and the fact that someone had jacked all our stuff. I asked Jace what demons would want with my microwave. Everyone chuckled quietly, glad for the relief from the tension in the book. We decided to go up to my room. Well, I decided, really. Bad idea.

I went to open the door and had it ripped from my grasp and blown up. A Forsaken stood in front of me. Isabelle suddenly gasped, "Eeeeew, maybe he was looking at your underwear drawer!"

I laughed, half in shock, and said "Izzy, that is wrong on so many levels."

The ever-helpful Jace chimed in, "Forsaken have no high reasoning powers. So unless whoever was controlling it wanted it to bring them back for a peek…" he trailed off and I got it a second later.

"Jace! Valentine was controlling the forsaken! That is wrong on way more levels than Izzy's idea was." I threw my hands in the air, "I'm done with this conversation. Magnus, read!"

Apparently, angry females were Magnus's kryptonite, because wonder of wonders, he did as I asked.

Jace had pulled out a seraph blade and was fighting the Forsaken while shouting at me to get downstairs and away from the fight. The Forsaken was attempting to decapitate Jace with a large axe, but Jace thought it was hilarious, which just pissed off the Forsaken. Luckily, Jace was then able to stab the Forsaken in the shoulder, but not before it lurched forward and grabbed Jace, nearly dead. I ran down and touched Jace's face. He was alive. I helped him scramble out from under the body and I got a seraph blade out of his pocket for him. I again noticed how he smelled and the way his breath felt on the back of my neck. I sent more prayers for a murderous Russian dancing bear. Jace took the blade from me and told me not to watch him as he slit the Forsaken's throat. I watched anyways. Jace then drew an iratze on himself and and I saw an image in my mind of rune scars all over my mom's back.

"Your memory was beginning to return," said Magnus, before looking back down at the book. Jace was delighted at the prospect of freaking Hodge out when they reported the Forsaken. The Lightwoods shook their heads. Jace explained to me how Forsaken were made then went back to see if there were more Forsaken, sounding hopeful about the prospect. Then, Madame Dorthea showed up.

"What the hell?" asked Alec.

Magnus looked up, "Patience." He looked back down. Madame Dorthea had complained a bit about Forsaken, the Clave, and shadowhunters in general while Jace made threats. I made them stop, then asked her about my mother. Madame Dorthea told me my mother was lost and to forget her, but Jace steadied me and she admitted my mother was alive for now. I tried to convince her to help me, and Jace made more threats, which did actually help this time. She gave in and said she would tell us what she knew, then invited us in her apartment. She told Jace if he revealed she had helped, she would curse him and they had a lovely battle of wits about where exactly the arms would grow.

She knew Jace's last name, which disturbed him, and we went reluctantly inside.

I hoped that damn bear would hurry up.

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