Chapter 7: More secrets, Lies, and Nephilim?

Clary's Pov

"Simon!" I yelled gleefully. I skipped towards him and started fussing with his hair. I had not told him I would do this, to his obvious annoyance.

"Alexis Melissa Anderson! Where were you! And do you really have an Aunt Matilda who has malaria and needs to be nursed back to health!" Simon growled. I frowned.

"Did Luke say that?"

"No, but I see that you couldn't be bothered to at least warn me that you would be shacking up with a dyed blond goth wanna-be. You were gone for 4 days Alex! 4 DAYS! You didn't even bother to call! Luke just said that you were with some relative and that your phone probably didn't get a signal up there! I was worried out of my mind! I thought you might have been dead!" I winced. He was really that mad.

"I am naturally blond, just for the record." Of course, Jace thought it was the best time for his annoying comebacks. Ugh.

"Si, I'm sorry. I did it for a reason and you know why I did it. If it helps, I got what I had first set out to get."

"You mean-"

"Well, I got the first one, as for the other one; well that one is for later." Simon had turned to Jace, and saw a huge frown of confusion wide on his face.

"You didn't-"

"Oh course not." Simon stayed silent for a bit, pondering.

"Well, you do things because you have I reason. I guess I understand. How is Seb doing?"

"Egypt. Problem in the pyramids. Demons everywhere. Seems like everyone is desperate to find it. Even the downworlders." Simon frowned. He nodded his head.

"So Luke know you were hiding in his bushes."

"I don't think he ever said it but I'm pretty sure he does not take a liking to random teenagers hiding in his shrubbery."

"You're not some random teenager. He knows you. Come on, let's go inside."

The back door was locked for some unfathomable reason. Huh, Luke always keeps his door unlocked, maybe…Uh oh. The Circle is trying to rise once more. I went inside and went straight to the room where he kept his weapons and where my clothes were. As much as I thank Izzy for lending me her clothes I doubt she has anything else in my size. I went to the bathroom, not before pocketing some seraph blades, chakrams and daggers. Jace looked at me funny. I shrugged. Sure I got custom made weapons with a black cheetah but hey, a shadowhunter can never have too many weapons can they? I closed the bathroom door and changed into scoop off the shoulder black shirt and some purple majorly ripped skinnies. The jeans had rips starting from the side of the leg going to the other side leaving a rip in a half oval kind of shape. The rips continued like that and stopped about 2 inches from my foot. These are my favorite skinny jeans. They were the easiest to fight in if I got into a fight. I put on black chuck taylors only because I would be walking and I might want to run. Sure I can run in heels but they slow me down. Not only do my taylors let me run full speed but I had covered them with gold and silver. Just in case I wanted to give a certain demon or downworlder a good kick. You can never be too prepared. I came outside to see Jace and Simon talking to each other about the weapons. Jace was holding what appeared to be a ninja star. Every shadowhunter knew that a ninja star was really a sign of the angel and heaven. The star was 5 pointed star with a blade on each side. It acted like a boomerang. You throw it and it keeps going until it hits its destined target and once hit, it returns on your outstretched palm. I already had a few of those but hey, Luke had what, 5 boxes of weapons. There's got to be a box more angel stars as Nephilim call them. I pulled down one box and bulls eye. Found them. I grinned in triumph as I brought the box down. Simon and Jace finally took notice and came over to the box with wide eyes.

"Damn, Luke sure has a lot of angel stars."

"Yeah, come on I don't think Luke would mind. Let's grab a few." We all grabbed two and as Jace was about to protest about Simon being mundane I cut him off.

"What do you think you're doing-"

"He knows how to use a weapon. He is going to need protection. He should be fine. I mean do you really think he is mundane. Come on Jace. Get real." Jace confused turned to look at Simon, for real this time. His mouth opened in a wide "O" shape. Simon smirked as his clothes turned camouflage green. Yes, you guessed it. Simon is one of the fair folk. Well, not really I guess you could say. Simon was human but was given gifts by the fair folk. For what reasons, lies unknown. Do not question the faeries, for they are wise and as cunning as snakes. Simon got all their abilities. Their cunning, their grace, their appearance. It was later that he found he still had human abilities. He was able to hide his appearance, and his grace making him seem human. Boy do I keep some company huh?

"Fair folk!" Jace whispered.

"That is only half correct Jace. I am part faerie, but I still have human in me. As for the demon part it is very little. The angel blood and human blood are more dominant then the demon, but it is still there. You should not worry though. I am perfectly safe to be around. As for the feelings, of course I have them. Like I said, human and angel blood are the most dominant for me." His eyes were deep and knowing, his voice musical and wise. Right then we heard footsteps and loud blabber. Luke's home. I pulled them behind a desk and made a screen so we could see them but they could not see us.

"Ah Luke how are you. It's been a long time."Said a gruff voice.

"Yes it has. Although I do not think that you have come to make small talk." Luke replied impolitely.

"Ah, still like to get right to the point I see Lucian Graymark. I would say you haven't changed but it is apparent you change all the time." As the three men came into view I felt myself and Jace go rigid. I know these men. Blackwell and Pangborn.

"Let's get to why you are here. I don't have the mortal cup and I don't plan on seeking it. We all know Valentine will kill anyone and anything who gets in his way and I plan being far out of his path when he does."

"Ah, I see you have grown a fear for your own skin Lucian. This is not the only reason we have come. Where is the girl?" Pangborn's voice rang through the small room. I shivered. I was right; he was already looking for his 'beloved' long lost daughter.

"What girl? I don't know who you speak of." Luke's voice was firm and final.

"Do not speak lies Graymark. Me and Pangborn know well enough that bitch had a daughter." Blackwell growled.

"I had thought you were talking about a child of mine. Yes, Jocelyn had a daughter. Clarissa. If you are hinting that I know her whereabouts then I am sorry to disappoint. She is probably dead by now. She has never believed in demons. I could care less about Jocelyn and her daughter" Luke's voice has never sounded so cold. I knew he was lying but I couldn't help but feel some pain in his disapproving done.

"You do know we would trade her for the cup. In an instant. Safe to your door." Pangborn said. Valentine must be desperate. He would never trade my mother away, unless he was lying.

"I am not interested. I think it is time for you to go." Luke replied curtly. He headed to the door with both men flanking behind him. This, Simon did know. Luke however I could not say the same. I had not told him at all that I knew about the shadowhunter world and neither did my mother. We felt it was the best to keep him more safe, knowing that him once being Valentine's parabati, then turned into a lycanthrope and to find out that he and his wife had planned his death during the Uprising already put him high on Valentine's list of people to kill. I sighed, his words had hurt me. I saw Jace looking at their retreating forms with the longing to shove a dagger in their necks.

"Well, that was an unexpected betrayal now was it." Jace muttered bitterly. I nodded my head.

"We, We should go back to the institute." Jace got up from his squatting position and went over to the screen door. Noticing no one had made a move to follow him he gave them a questioning look.

"The door is this was guys." Jace pointed out.

"Who said anything about walking?" Simon gestured Jace over. I pulled my necklace off as it turned from an angel into my stele. I drew a portal with my stele, and jumped in. Simon followed and so did Jace. I turned around and closed it. We found ourselves standing outside the institute doors. As I came up to the door it immediately opened for me. Jace followed. Simon stood outside.

"You do know Simon that you are not a vampire. You can come in and unlike the fair folk you do have human blood. And as for the demon's not allowed the demon blood is not dominant, thus allowing you inside." Oof, what a mouth full. Simon nodded but did not come inside. I raised my eyebrows suggestively, he nodded in response. I sighed out loud. He probably has to go home, considering he is acting as a mundie. I waved to him and closed the institute door. I walked towards my room. I think I will go to the training room, after all. I saw Izzy already their practicing her whip. After giving her some pointers she was holding the whip with more confidence and much more skill. I decided to play darts with the angel star, hitting the bull's eye every time. As I was practicing without weapons the door was suddenly thrust open. There standing with a worried expression was none other then Sebastian Verlac.

"Purple coconuts and pickles coated with wings and sugar?" I asked, a bit of amusement coloring my voice.

"The walrus sings at midnight with evil chocolate strawberry overlord." He replied. Yup, that's defiantly Sebastian.