Okay, it has been requested I do the end of chapter 2 in simon's point of view. So, Immortalprincess45, here you go:

Simon pressed the X button on his keyboard repeatedly, throwing his spell at the dark wizard. The dark wizard, who's name was GA_WOD_556, moved his hands, and a red dragon descended over simon's character, blowing green fire all over him, killing him. "Dammit." That was the 3rd time this day that that user had defeated him. He scooted away from the desk, spinning around in his computer chair. "Yo! Simon!" Jordan yelled from the front door. Simon could tell with his vampire hearing. "There's a chick here to see you!" That had to be isabelle. Simon ran down the hall. And came face face with clary. She was wrapped up in a scarf, hat, boots, coat, and jeans. Her cheeks were flushed pink from the cold.

Not what he was excepting. "Oh. Hey, clary."

"Can we talk?"

"Yeah."

Once they were in his room, he sat down on his bead. There was a lot for them to talk about. "Clary-" He started, but she held out a hand, silencing him.

"Don't. I need to say this before I lose my nerve." Okay…

"I said I was fine. I lied." He knew that. Her voice shook when she whispered.

"I'm pregnant, simon." Whoa, wait, what? "And I really need my best friend with me right now. I'm so scared." Without a word, he got up and pulled her into his arms. He couldn't believe it. Clary? Pregnant? And at 17. Well, she was almost 18. Then one important thought came to mind. "Have you told jace?" He mummered into her hair. She nodded. Her tears were wetting his shirt, but he didn't care.

"It's okay. I'll be there for you every step of the way." And he meant it.

"Wanna watch me kick some dark wizard ass?"

"Duh."

I Am currently in school and am also writing like 30 stories at once. I want to say, If you have any story ideas, that you want published, for ANY fandom, let me know. Even if I haven't read it, I will read it. I really am open to any requests. Just let me know in an review or pm. I hope you enjoy chapter 3! (And yes I made luke and jocelyn parabatti.)-Mermaid12108

Clary woke up to a huge wave of nausea. Jace had one arm draped over her, his hand on her stomach. She would have loved to stay there, if not for her dinner threatening to come up. She bolted for the bathroom, and emptied the contents of her stomach. When she was done, she rested her hot cheek against the cool seat.

She got up, filled a cup with water and rinsed the foul taste out of her mouth. Clary had always hated being sick. It was going to be a long 9 months. She also brushed her teeth, just for good measure. She went over and checked her phone, which was still in her bag. She had 13 missed calls from her mom. Whoops. She also had a text from simon. It read: Good luck! Iz won't shut up about the whole thing. -Simon

She smiled. Today was the day of her and isabelle's parabatti ceremony. She walked into the bathroom, stripping of her clothes, and stepping into a hot shower.

When she got out, jocelyn was on jace's bed, garment bag in hand. She still hadn't told her mom she was pregnant. Jocelyn smiled when clary came out, and walked up to her. "I wore this to my parabatti ceremony, and now I want you to wear it to your's." She said, placing the bag in clary's arms. And then she left. Clary unzipped the bag, and found the dress inside. It was beautiful. It was tight ribbon work at the top, with gold chains for straps that shimmered in the light. the bottom was several layers of sheer green fabric that shimmered with gold when it caught the light. The whole dress, she thought, looked like an upside down flower. She loved it. Before putting the dress on, she ran her hands over her tiny baby bump. She was going to have to tell everyone soon. She put the dress on, and Ran a comb through her tangled mess of hair, clipping it up.

Now she was ready.

Clary gripped her mothers stele in her sweaty hand. As the consul told them the vow of parabatti in latin, they repeated it back to him. The carpet under them had the counsul symbol; four interlocking C's. Clary steeped forward and dew the parabatti rune on the side of Isabelle's neck. The rune glowed, and faded, to its permanent state. Isabelle stepped forward, her dark red dress swishing around her ankles. Clary was used to the burn of the stele by now, so it didn't bother her. When isabelle stepped back,she smiled-and then that smile vanished, and her eyes widened. "What?" She just continued to stare at her. "What?" she asked again. She then noticed that she was about a foot taller then isabelle. Thats because she was floating. She was also glowing. Everything on her had a golden hue to it. Even her hair and eyes. Her runes especially, they blazed with golden light. Suddenly, heat, like blissful fire seemed to curl up from her toes, all the way to her hairline. Then, all of a sudden, blazing whiteness, so intense it was the only thing she could focus on. Then it was gone, and she dropped to the floor like a stone, her head cracking painfully against the granite, her stele sliding from her hand, across the floor. Then, everything went black.