Disclaimer: I do not own TMI all rights go to Cassandra Clare.
Still I rise, still I fight,
Still I might crack a smile.
Keep my eyes on the prise, see my haters tell 'em hi,
One day you'll remember this, one day when we reminisce.
Clary looked her enemy in the eye. She gave the faintest of smiles. A smile of revenge. It was the day of death for Johnathon. Just like the lyrics in that song but what was it again?
Now was not the time to think about that though. She was about to kill her brother standing just two metres away from her. Clarissa Morgenstern was about to kill the last male holding the blood of the Morgenstern family.
One day you'll remember this, one day when we reminisce. A line she just remembered from the song by Nicki Minaj.
However Clary wasn't sure of that the only way she'll reminisce is at his grave but she was thinking once she was though with there wouldn't be a body to even lay at rest but if there is hopefully that body won't rest for a long time.
Clary hoped that her own eyes were boring a hole in the back of her opponent. She wished for that black cloak to burn to ash with the rest of his physique.
Clary waited while Johnathon turned slowly and dropped his hood down. Both siblings smirked at the same time it seemed to be one of the characteristics they share but both of those sneers belonged to a separate world.
Clary stood in her stance with Heosphoros clutched in her palm while Johnathon mirrored her but with Phaesphoros. She gave the slightest shrug and looked ahead.
"Hello Johnathon"