Hey guys! Okay I'm keeping the last chapter up as i got more reviews twlling me to keep it up! I'm sorry if your against it, but I thought it made the story more interesting!
This chapter is short because I wanted to update letting everyone know I'm keeping the story like this!
I also want to thank everyone that did review, follow and faveourite this story!
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Patriot Storm: I'm sorry...Jonathans alive! read the end of the last chapter and it says Valentine lied!
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Just a warning: this chapter is Jonathans POV of the pain of changing and Clary POV of his funeral...well she thinks it's his funeral...
The pain was unbelievable.
It felt like a burning inferno had erupted all over his body. No part of him was spared. He felt the pain from the bottom of his toes to the tips of his fingers to the top of his head.
He didn't know what caused it. One minute they were running through Alicante and the next his father is carrying him because he fell clutching his stomach as the pain started there.
He didn't remember much of the journey home. He only remembered his father setting him on a couch. He had closed his eyes hoping to lose consciousness, but they snapped open when he felt pressure on his forehead.
It was Clarissa. She had her hand on his forehead. Her face looked shocked and worried. He grabbed her wrist, not realizing how much strength was behind it.
"H-help me!" he cried.
"Jonathan you're hurting me!" whimpered Clarissa.
He tried releasing her but his hand didn't seem to understand the command. He felt something trying to unfurl his fingers. He finally felt Clarissa's wrist leave his hand. He caught a glimpse of his father before he stared straight at the ceiling. He had to get a grip on the pain. It would make him go insane!
He didn't know how long he lay there shaking and whimpering. He wanted to scream till his throat bled and suffocated him, ending the pain. He refused to let the pain win. It would tear Clarissa apart. He knew he would never forgive himself if he hurt her in any way.
He then saw someone lean over him. It was the woman from the dream! She looked just as beautiful. She smiled at him, as if enjoying his pain.
"Hello Jonathan. Not long now. Soon you're going to be the most powerful being there ever was." She said to him.
"I-I d-don't want t-to b-be p-powerf-ful." He said through gritted teeth. She laughed.
"You don't think you do, but you will." She said.
He wanted to ask her what she meant when he suddenly felt light-headed and he fell into darkness.
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Clary looked at her reflection in her mirror. Today was her brothers funeral.
She was dressed in white. She looked pale in her white dress, leggings and shoes. She felt like a ghost.
She never went to a funeral before. She never knew anyone that could be dead.
Her father had ordered a coffin for Jonathan. She had seen it. It was oak painted white. Her father ordered the servants to place Jonathan into it. She wasn't allowed to see Jonathan since the time he was in pain.
Her father's words rang in her ears.
"I don't want you to remember him that way. It's better to forget that day and think of him being happy and move on."
She remembered in the forest walking to Alicante. They had been laughing and joking. He seemed happy. She would always keep that memory along with others of him. But she could not forget the way he looked at her the last time she saw him. He looked frightened and scared.
A knock came from her door.
"Clarissa. We have to go now." Came her father's voice.
"Coming!" she said. She was looking for a necklace her brother gave her for her last birthday. It had a C on it and had an inscription on the other side.
The bravest shadowhunter
It was impressive that the words fit perfectly.
She found it in her vanity drawer. It wasn't tangled at least.
She put in on then joined her father in the hall.
Father had arranged a funeral for Jonathan. There wasn't many attending, but at least he got a goodbye.
A silent brother would be performing the funeral. He apparently 'owed' father.
It had been two days since her brother died. Two days of pain. She didn't know what she would do without him.
Her father guided her through the house that felt foreign to her now. They made it outside and sat down on the chairs her father had told the servant to set up.
Just like she thought, not many people were there. There was her tutors, all the servants and a few people she didn't know. They looked withdrawn.
Before she could ask her father who they were, a man wearing a clock stood up and spoke in their minds.
Clary ignored him and focused on her brother's coffin. She wanted to open it and hug her brother till he started breathing again. She would give anything to hear him speak to her again.
Her eyes started overflowing with tears when she realized her last words to him was that he was hurting her.
She wished she could go back to two days earlier and warn them all about what was coming.
After the funeral, she watched as her brother's coffin was placed into the ground in the garden near a small pond. Jonathan loved to sit there and ponder. She never disturbed him there as he seemed at peace.
She cried the last of her tears as everyone went back into her house. She looked at his grave and made a vow.
She would never shed another tear, as there was no greater pain then losing her brother.
I'm sorry if this Chapter was bad, I was mainly writing it as a filler. I wanted to get everyone's opinion!
For the next chapter will I write:
Clary and Isabelle's sleepover
Jonathans POV of waking up
Clary a few years later
Any other suggestions?
Please review and let me know what you think of the story so far!
Till next time ~maraudergirl68448