Summary: His hand slid under her shirt softly, "Do you want this? Do you truly want me?" Clary stared at him stunned. He pressed his body down against her's, making her blush even harder. "Well? Is this what you want?" How can he be so cruel? AU! CLARY/DEMONJACE
Fandom: The Mortal Instruments
Main Pairings: Clary/Jace
Rated: T (M in later chapters)
Genres: Drama/Romance/Angst/Fantasy!
Warnings: AU! Language, Romance, Fantasy! etc.
A/N: THANK YOU ALL FOR THE WONDERFUL AND AMAZING REVIEWS! IT ENCOURAGES ME TO WRITE THIS CHAPTER ^^ Oh and Happy 4th of July everyone! I do not and will not own TMI. I just own the plot and my own original characters. Jace's personality will be a little strange in this chapter, but it proves that he's warming up to Clary a bit.
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Chart:
Here's is a chart of everyone so far demon forms etc.
Julian: Cat Demon
Emma: Lion Demon
Sebastian/Jonathan: Ram Demon
Jace: Fox Demon
Simon: Dog Demon
Clary has some Shadowhunter blood within her! She looked plain and human-like so the Demon's only see that part of her.
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Winter's Tale
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School
It was the first day of fifth grade when Valentine's first returned home with a different woman. The woman was loosely dressed. She had large breasts and her make-up was smudged across her lips. Her golden blond-haired was a mess. This was the first time Clarissa saw her father bringing home a woman who wasn't her mom. Her green eyes widened with tears when she saw them.
"Where's mom?" She would asked her father who looked very unconformable. His arm wrapped around the strange woman's waist. The strange woman looked down at her with a look of disgust and loath.
"Who's the kid?" She asked.
Her father grimaced.
"Just the neighbor's kid." He said, glancing back to her. Clary felt hurt...and pain. Why would her father deny her like that.
"Should you be going to school now?"
Clary decided that she been away from school just too long now, and any longer she wouldn't graduate. She would have to repeat the year if that comes and she had no intentions on doing so. So despise the fever she was still in she got up and changed into clothes that looked somewhat decent to wear. Over the night her fever had died down a bit, but it was still there. She still feel somewhat light-headed. She almost tripped over a tray that had an empty bowl of broth. She hissed in pain when she stabbed her toe. She then opened the door almost weakly, and glanced at the wall clock overhead that read 7 A.M in the morning. Her classes start at around 8:30. It's along trip from the manor to her school, so she better get on it. Maybe she can catch the transportation bus down the road. Surely she have enough money to travel at least one way. The moment she got her whole body out of the door, she heard the familiar voice that haunted her.
"And where do you think you're going?" Jace asked calmly, he leaned by her door-frame. His arms crossed over his chest.
"I'm going to school."
"Hell you are! You still can barely walk!"
Clary huffed-"Oh well, I have to go anyway. If I miss anymore days I repeat the grade." She stalked passed him, and Jace reached out his hand and grabbed hers, halting her stalk. He looked unease before he dug in his pockets and pulled something sharp and pen like object.
"Then take this with you." He spoke softly,
Clary looked at the object confused.
"What is it?"
"This is Aaetpio, a stele. It's one of many Michael keep in the manor. It's a Shadowhunter weapon and since that Dog says that you have some Shadowhunter blood in you, impossible to believe. You can still use this." He handed it to her.
She touched the stele unsure,
"Aaetpio" She uttered it's name softly and sure enough the Stele shined brightly in her hand and soon flames encircled her form. She panicked. What was going on?
"Saying it's name activated it's power, say his name once more to defuse it." Jace rolled his eyes.
She said the stele name once more and soon the flames died down to nothing.
She looked to Jace-"I can't take it to school!" She exclaimed.
Jace's eyes hardened.
"You are a human Clary, even through you have Shadowhunter blood within you. You just turned master of this house and you have...-he couldn't bring himself to say bond- you are a good meal ticket for demons around here. Bring that stele, it will protect you. It's either that or you stay here."
"or I command you to let me go." Clary muttered darkly,
"What?" He heard what she said. His ears twitched at her words.
"Fine" She pocketed the stele.
"Can I go now?" She asked.
Jace raised a eye-brow at her.
"No, you will get breakfast and then you wait for the car in the front." He spoke, before leaving.
"Yes mother." She followed the fox demon reluctantly.
Her breakfast had consists of bacon, ham, eggs, oatmeal and huge glass of orange juice that was served by the staff. Clary mouth watered at it. She still wasn't used of seeing this much food for her. When she was done eating, Emma came down the stairs to hand it something.
"It's something I got from the vault." She handed Clary a 20.00 bill for lunch. Her eyes glanced at Clary's body and she frowned. She wasn't an expert on human fashion. "Do you have any other clothes you can wear?" She asked disapproving. A hard blush rush over Clary's cheeks.
"What's wrong with these?" Clary asked,
Emma shook her head.
"Once you return, we go shopping. We will not have a master who's dress in rags." There was a sound of an engine that interrupt the girls. Emma looked at the front door.
"You're ride is here. Please, have a nice day at school ." She bowed. Clary opened the door to the manor and her eyes grew wide at the ride.
It was a long black limo. Riding to school in this will cause unwanted questions for her. The windows were tinted as the driver got out of the front seat (he looked strangely human enough) and opened the door for her.
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When she arrived at school, all of her insecurities had rushed up to her all at once and she started to realize what she hate about school. The driver had wished her a good day, before promising to be back around 4 o'clock to pick her up. Public High School today is cruel. They often find any little thing that is different to use against you, and sadly Clary have a lot of things that were different from others.
She was dirt-poor.
Her father is alcoholic dead beat.
Her mother had ran away with another man leaving her behind. This were the reasons why she didn't have any friends here, but she was determined to finish her education. She bumped into someone when she opened the St. Francis Xavier School door. The private school had recently decided to open it doors to all becoming a public high school just last year.
"I'm sorry-" She uttered but was cut off by -"What the hell you going, geek!" before the voice stopped and a shilling laugh escaped the person's lips.
Clary stared up at her enemy Seelie Queen. The person who had always gotten in her way for almost everything. Seelie was the most popular person in school. She was also the captain of the cheer-leading team along with her best friend Kaelie Whitewillow who was the co-captain. She was dressed in a dark pink mini-skirt with a white blouse. She also worn a diamond charm bracelet on her wrist. She worn bright red lipstick with dark black eye-shadow liner.
"You finally come back to school, Poor Clary?" She taunted very highly making some of the students turned to them.
Clary suddenly felt very embarrassed.
Her eyes lowered to the ground, as she tried to move around Seelie who blocked her path.
"I thought you and your dead-beat father had died from the mafia."
"Seelie, shut it."
The laughter died down to nothing.
"J-Jordan-" She uttered surprisingly. The captain of the basketball team, Jordan Kyle walked up to the both of them. His dark hazel eyes darkened at Seelie, glancing at Clary a bit.
"Do you think you done enough damage? Get lost." He waved a dismissive hand, which made Seelie colored in red angry at the whimsy dismissive.
She let out an angry screech,
"Fine, Kyle, just remember I do not forget!" She stalked off toward her friends down the hall. Clary let out a huge sigh of relief.
"T-Thank you," She smiled to Jordan who's look softened. He ruffled his hair with his hand.
"You need to stand up to her, Morgenstern." He simply said before a pair of arms wrapped around his waist.
"Morning, Jordan!" a girl with long brown haired with chocolate eyes beamed, Maia Roberts.
Clary walked away quietly from the couple in deep thought.