Hey guyzz here's a new chapter. Star-crossed did inspire this one. Guys. Star-Crossed. Not I am Number Four. I don't see how it's like that book. :/

Disclaimer: CASSIE CLARE OWNS THE MORTAL INSTRUMENTS AND THE CW AND MEREDITH AVERILL OWNS STAR-CROSSED.

Chapter 12: Star-Crossed Love (part 1)

10 YEARS AGO, MY PEOPLE'S SHIP CRASHED DOWN TO EARTH. I was eight years old and the mundanes began to shoot at us with these lasers. My mother and father told me to run as fast as I could.

I found this den in the woods, near this huge house and sought refuge in the den.

I was in there for a few days, it seemed abandoned. Then early one morning, maybe a few minutes from dawn someone, a very small someone was walking into the den.

"H-hello?" It was a girl.

I stayed quiet in case someone else was with her.

A flash suddenly appeared in front of me then I heard a gasp. "You're one of those people from space, right?"

I shielded my eyes from the bright light, my eyes adjust easily in the dark so I wouldn't've needed the flash light but I guess mundanes needed it.

"Well, are you?" She seemed to realise that the light was hurting my eyes. "Oh, I'm sorry." Then she turned the light off. "I'm Clary."

"Jace." I said. I didn't know English at the time but I could tell that she was telling me her name I'm not entirely sure, even now, how I knew though.

She gasped again. "You can talk!"

I smiled at her cheerfulness even though I had no idea what she was saying back then.

She began to show me around her den which was actually pretty big.

"I go here when I want to be alone or whenever it's really early. Sometimes when my parents are at work or whatever I come here." She said as if I could understand her. Now I can that I look back. My mind works differently to the mundanes. I can access my memories easily, a lot easier than my fellow Nephilim. "I love to draw too."

She handed me a book and I flicked through it, seeing sketches of flowers, houses and even people.

"It's not that good but… oh well." She shrugged.

I was about to protest against that but she began to talk again. She looked at me as if noticing something. "You're glowing." She said, astonished.

I looked down. My runes were glowing.

"That's so cool!" I could see her eyes sparkling.

She began to trace around my runes.

She gasped as if remembering something. She loves to gasp.. "Food! You must be hungry! Even though you probably don't know what I'm saying…" She seemed to think for a moment. "I'll be back!"

I waited a few minutes then she came back with a plate.

"I got some cold pizza." She handed me the pate then nodded. "Go ahead."

I took a bit. It tasted really good.

"You like it? How can anyone not like pizza? It's like… the law." She grinned.

She talked about things until the sun rose.

"I know, I know, you're probably thinking that I talk too much but… I don't like silence. Spaces need to be filled."

I nodded and smiled, looking around. How did she build this?

"I built this place with my friend, Simon and his big sister. She's eleven and good at building things. Their dad used to help us but he passed away because he was sick."

I finished the cold pizza. Then the door to the den burst open. People with laser guns appeared. Clary stood up. They pointed the guns at me then Clary stood defensively in front of me.

"Stay away from the girl or we will shoot."

"No! You can't! Please don't hurt him!" Clary yelled.

"Step away from her, Tatty." They gave us that name because of the runes on our bodies since they looked like what they call tattoos.

"Stop it! Leave him alone!" Clary sounded like she was sobbing.

I pushed her behind me then they shot the laser gun.

"No!" Clary yelled. I fell to the floor and saw Clary get carried away from me by the guards. She was struggling against them and calling for me.

The last thing that I saw was her green eyes sparkling with tears.

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It's been 10 years and they finally allowed us to go to public school. We had our own area only a 10 minute drive from this school. We're still not fully excepted here, even after ten years and we have a curfew, ten o'clock. We're allowed to go to the town centre and buy things. Most of the adults have jobs already. I'll be turning eighteen this year.

I got off the bus that the military provided for us, there are still a bunch of armed guards in the vehicle and around the school. There were protesters too, a lot of them.

The guards provided a wall and so that the eight of us Nephilim could walk through the crowd of protesters easier.

"Go back to your own planet!"

"We don't want you here!"

"Go home!"

"No Tatties!"

They were all shouting at us to go back to our home planet, Alicante But we fled out planer because it was invaded by another alien race, daemons. though we are far more superior to that race they atill beat us because that's what they do: find a planet, take all life from it, destroy and repeat. They're planet was dying and they didn't know how to fix it so they sucked all life force from my planet.

We walked into the school.

There were people on the higher levels looking down at us from the railings. I let my eyes wonder around. Some of them were shouting just like the protesters and others were just quiet. Then I saw her.

Still the same bright red curls and the emerald eyes, sparkling with wonder. Even though she was in the fourth floor I could still see those beautiful eyes. Nephilim have heightened abilities; strength, speed, the senses. A bell rang and all the Mundanes hesitantly walked away from the railings and lockers.

We were led into a room by a woman with brown hair.

"I am Elaine Lewis. I'm the one who is working with your father, Jace, on making this project. I will be the one looking out for all of you whilst in school."

I felt a tap on my shoulder and saw it was Alec, my Parabatai.

"Enden igel?" I ask, I'm a little inexperienced on Gramarye, our home language, since my father encouraged us to speak English but I do still know a few phrases.

"Ilen tukat tees al woked." He shook his head. (The girl thinks this will work)

"Sa daus myen dober." (So does my father)

"English, please." Elaine said.

"We were just saying how you and my father both think this program will work." I said.

"Do you not see those protesters outside? They don't want us here. We don't really wanna be ambushed in the halls especially when we can't fight back or at least defend ourselves." Alec said.

Elaine sighed. "This program could be the first step to humanity and Nephilim working together and living in peace."

"Or to humanity hating Nephilim more." Isabelle, Alec's sister, said.

"Just give it a chance." Elaine gave us all sheets of paper. "Here are your timetables. It says which classes you have and which room. It's not too hard to understand out system. You all have your own lockers and it says so there. You are dismissed."

We all stood up and walked away. The right of us compared each of our timetables. We all had at least one person with us in one class. (Jace, Alec, Isabelle, Will, Jem, Charlotte, Cecily, Tatiana)

I was with Will for Math class. We both walked up to the fourth floor and found room D6.

When we walked in the door and everyone stared at us.

"Wiel… tees ai ent avakdo." Will muttered.

I took in the class, one person stood out. The familiar red hair and green eyes…

"Stop it! Leave him alone!" Clary sounded like she was sobbing.

I pushed her behind me then they shot the laser gun.

"No!" Clary yelled. I fell to the floor and saw Clary get carried away from me by the guards. She was struggling against them and calling for me.

"Oh, you must be Jace and Will Herondale." The teacher made me lose my train of memories. "I am Mr. Starkweather. Take your seats."

We both sat down, still feeling the stares on the back of our heads.

I was sat across from Clary; at least I think she's Clary, I mean I wouldn't be getting flashbacks of her if it wasn't her so…

"Everyone, I hope that you respect our new students." There were a few scoffs going around.

"Yeah right." Someone muttered.

"Pshh as if. They didn't respect our planet when they crash landed here."

"Sebastian." A girl hissed. I looked toward the source and saw it was her.

"What?" The boy –Sebastian– said.

"Shut up and take it easy."

"Clary. Baby, stay outta this. You're too innocent."

She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, turning away from him.

"Okay, on with the lesson..."

After an hour talking about numbers with dots we were dismissed.

"Hey! Wait!" I wasn't sure if it was me they were calling after me so I kept walking.

I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Wait a second." I turned around and saw Clary. She was pretty short but… beautiful. "I just wanted to introduce myself. I'm Clarissa Morgenstern but just call me Clary. I'm sorry about Sebastian… He can be a dickhead but he is a good guy. He just… doesn't like Nephilim very much since he lost some family to The Arrival."

"I'm Jace." I said.

Her eyes sparked with recognition and sadness, as if she were reminiscing.

"Well, what's your next class?" She asked trying to recover from her trance.

"German. How about you?"

"Science. Well, I'll see you around."

I nodded then felt really warm so I decided to take my sweater off.

I heard her gasp, just as she did when she was younger. It made me smile that she still hade those traits.

I was wearing a black tank top underneath the sweater. I felt a warm hand on my shoulder.

I looked down and saw Clary's small hand on my shoulder, her thumb was brushing over the scar of where I was shot.

"How did you get this?" She whispered.

"Um… It was on the day of The Arrival."

"That was you." She said. "Back in my den… you were that boy. Jace…"

I nodded slowly then she looked as if she was contemplating something.

Then arms wrapped around me. A few stares came out way.

"I thought you were dead." She said into my ear.

She pulled away from me with tears in her eyes. She tried to blink them away.

"I'm sorry, do you remember me?" She asked.

"How could I not? You saved my life."

"I was eight. I didn't do much."

"You were considerate when everyone else was cold to my people."

She smiled. "I'll see you later."

Enden igel –What's up? (from the show)

Ilen tukat tees al woked –This girl thinks this will work.

Sa daus myen dober –So does my father.

Wiel tees ai ent avakdo –Well, this is not awkward…

Hope you liked it. :) There will be a part two in future.

Lotsa love ~ Liz Ashley xxx