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This chapter I set a few years later by request! Please let me know what you think!

Clary was getting ready with Isabelle to go demon hunting.

They have been friends for nine years! they were both fourteen now, well Isabelle would be fifteen in a few weeks.

She was wearing a black tank top, black leather jacket that cut off at her waist, black skinny jeans and knee-high boots. She was trying to tie her hair into a bun. It was a losing battle.

"Let me do that!" said Isabelle walking out of her bathroom.

Isabelle was wearing a similar outfit. But instead of knee-high boots, she had ankle boots.

"My hair is impossible!" groaned Clary, collapsing onto her bed.

"You just don't have the patience." Said Isabelle walking over to her, Clary sat up and let her tie it into a tight bun. There were no strands or anything!

"Are you sure you're not part warlock or something?" asked Clary grumpy.

"My parents come from strict shadowhunter families. What do you think?" asked Isabelle smirking.

Clary rolled her eyes and watched as Isabelle was able to tie her hair up into a ponytail. It was such an effortless thing, but Clary could not do it!

"Are you ready? We have to get weapons and talk to my dad before we go." Said Clary hopping off her bed.

"Yep. Lead the way!"

Clary and Isabelle were training to become parabatai. The Lightwoods were all for it…her father on the other hand…

It wasn't like he thought Isabelle wasn't a worthy shadowhunter, but he had a bad experience with his parabatai.

Lucian Graymark, his former Parabatai. Her father told her that Lucian had been the one to convince her mother to run away. That he betrayed him by taking his one true love. Then he got himself bitten by a werewolf and broke the parabatai connection, destroying her father. He didn't want the same to happen to Clary.

But she trusted Isabelle. She was like a sister.

Isabelle lived in the New York institute and traveled to Idris with her family when her parents to attend Clave meetings, and she would catch up with Clary.

Since no one knew else knew about the Morgenstern's, there was no way of sending a letter between them. So Clary created a rune.

It was a five-pointed rune with lines at each tip, as though it was a pentagon. The rune allowed items to be passed between them. Like letters, clothes gifts etc.

It had been tricky describing the rune to the Lightwoods, but her father figured out how. He took a picture of the rune with his camera and developed it before sending it to the Lightwoods.

Since then, the two families have kept in touch. Maryse and Robert still didn't trust her father, but they absolutely loved Clary! They were always inviting her to New York, Their home in Idris or just to go on holiday with them. Clary never got to go to New York or on holiday with them as her father always found a nest of downworlders or demons for them to fight.

Clary didn't enjoy fighting with her father as much as with Isabelle. If she slipped up once, she would be told to go train till she couldn't stand.

Her father became much harsher on her since Jonathan died. She was scrutinized on everything she did and punished for doing it wrong.

If she missed a step while training, she had to clean and polish each weapon they owned. If she got an answer wrong during study, she was to read the chapter till memorized. If she asked too many questions, she had her art stuff taken away.

He was strict, but he never banned her from visiting the Lightwoods. They were like a second family to her.

"Clary!" said Isabelle shaking Clary from her thoughts.

"W-what?" she asked stunned. They were at the home gym already.

"I was telling you about Jace! Alec's parabatai?" said Isabelle rolling her eyes.

Jace was the mysterious boy the Lightwoods adopted. Isabelle had told her before that his father had been killed and Maryse and Robert were like his godparents. Clary never met him, since he never travelled to Idris with them. But Isabelle always talked about him.

"Sorry, I was lost in my mind." Said Clary casting a look around. If her father heard her say that before they left…

"What's new? Anyways, Jace told me my baking was terrible! Can you believe that?!" she said with a hurt voice.

Clary didn't know what to say. Isabelle was a terrible chef. No one knows how, but she had once set cereal on fire! That was when they were eight. To this day, no one can figure out what happened.

"No one cooks like you Izzy!" said Clary. She couldn't lie to her. This way she wasn't.

"Aw thanks Clary!" she said smiling confused, not knowing if it was a good or a bad thing.

They walked into the weapons room joined to the gym. They picked their weapons.

Clary already had her two favorite knives in her boots, but she placed two seraph blades in both boots on the other side of the knives. She took a katana, pouches of silver crushed into dust and a bottle of holy water. She placed her own stele in a compartment in her skinny jeans.

Clary had trained with a sword, and then moved onto a Japanese sword called a katana. She preferred it as it was sharper and lighter than a normal sword.

Isabelle chose the same weapons, except she swapped for a whip instead of a sword and knives.

They left the weapons room and headed towards Clary's fathers office. She knew why he wanted a word with them. He wanted to check their weapons and runes. He always did and he never had any reason to doubt them.

They entered the office, which was as clustered as before. There were still diagrams, runes and pictures.

The map of the world that had been circled and crossed out in various spots had been marked more.

Her father was sitting behind his desk, reading a book that had pages that looked brittle.

"What runes are you both using?" he asked without looking up.

"Agility, Courage, fortitude, fortis, insight, night vision, soundless, speed and strength." they said in unison. They always wore the same marks.

Clary always wore Mnemosyne while she fought so she could remember everything she did. If she missed a step, made a new attack point etc. she could work on it. Her father's disciplinary had rubbed off on her.

"Excellent. And weapons?"

They told him the weapons they chose. He nodded.

"Good. Now be careful. You might have fought before, but never let your guard down." He said sternly.

Clary and Isabelle nodded then turned and left the office. They were walking through the house chatting excitedly about hunting. Isabelle hadn't seen Clary in months so they hadn't hunted together in a while.

"What are we hunting tonight?" asked Isabelle excitedly.

"Father said there's a werewolf clan two miles west. A Vampire coven a mile and a half south. And a few stray outcasts of vampires, werewolf and demons north-west and north-east." Said Clary remembering him telling her that morning.

"The outcasts are no fun. They don't stay together. How many vamps are we talking about?"

"At least eight. I know we're good, but your mom would kill us if we took on eight vampires." Said Clary her voice full of disgust at the last part. She had learned many traits from her father. She hated downworlders. Especially her father's former parabatai.

Isabelle understood her contempt for downworlders, so she never questioned her on it or scolded her.

"She wouldn't have to know." Said Isabelle with a wink. Clary rolled her eyes. Isabelle didn't think much of her plan through.

"Eight BLOOD thirsty vampires. You heard about that team of shadowhunters that went to take out that cave of only three vampires. They were all killed. We would have better luck, and I want to take them on as much as you, but we would killed by our parents." Said Clary in a resigned voice. Isabelle frowned.

"What do you suggest? Werewolf's or outcasts?"

"Outcasts. We can practice our stealth."

"Why not the Werewolf clan?"

"I'm not sure how many is there. We could check it out." Said Clary with a devilish grin.

"It's decided." Said Isabelle wearing a matching grin.

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They were in the middle of the woods; it had taken less than an hour to make it to the werewolf hideout. Thanks to the night vision rune, they were able to see without notifying anything else.

They saw something move in front of them. They stopped walking and hid behind trees listening for the sounds. They didn't sound like they were getting nearer, so Clary peered around the tree.

There was three huge werewolf's walking. They didn't seem to have a location in mind as they walked back and forth.

Clary turned to Isabelle who nodded her head. Clary took out her silver knives and Isabelle took out her seraph blades. They simultaneously took a deep breath then jumped on the nearest werewolf.

Clary had a werewolf with its back to her. She jumped on its back and it started twisting its back, snapping its teeth. Clary plunged one of her knives into its spine. The wolf howled as the silver made contact with skin, till it collapsed from the pain. It wasn't dead…yet.

Clary jumped off the wolf before she got trapped under him. The third wolf saw her and ran towards her, teeth snapping. Clary reached for her silver dust and threw it into the werewolf's face, blinding it. The werewolf howled as the silver burned it, and it crashed into a tree, falling unconscious.

Clary turned back to her first werewolf. It was panting heavily. She had no pity for it. She took out her knife from its back, and was about to plunge it into its neck when it transformed into its human form.

It was a teenage boy, with brown wavy hair, grey eyes and pale skin. He looked sickly under the moonlight.

He stared at her with pleading eyes.

"P-please don't kill me!" he whimpered.

"You were going to kill me, why shouldn't I do the same?" she growled.

"I wouldn't have! You surprised me!"

"Nice try." She said and in a blink of an eye, she plunged her knife into his heart. The boy gasped from shock, but his eyes never left hers. He went limp, his glassy eyes staring at her.

Clary removed her knife and turned to Isabelle who was dodging her werewolf's attacks. Clary sighed and decided to go over to the other werewolf who was still unconscious. Its breathing was heavy, but Clary didn't care. She took out her knife once again and stabbed the wolf where it's heart was.

She hated downworlders, but she didn't see the point in prolonging their deaths. Instant kills were her specialty.

Isabelle had finally brought her wolf down, but seemed unsure whether to kill it or not. Clary sighed.

Isabelle had been brought up thinking downworlders were okay. That they didn't need to be taken care of till they broke the law. Clary on the other hand had been thought that they should be put down before they broke the law. Better to stop the problem before it starts then after.

Clary walked over, knife in hand and plunged the knife into it's side, where it would reach the heart. Isabelle gasped as Clary showed no remorse.

"I was handling it!"

"No, you were hesitating. It could have thrown you off in a matter of seconds!"

"Did any of these do anything wrong in the first place?" she asked crossing her arms.

"Yeah! First they became werewolves, second they tried to gain access to Alicante and third they thought they could fight us," said Clary hoping Isabelle would forgive her.

"First of all, they could have been born like this, or bitten. They might not have asked to become a werewolf! Second of all, I get you don't like them, but they have as much right to enter Alicante as we do. It's unfair that they are kept out. And last of all, you fought two of them and killed three of them. There wasn't much teamwork involved." Said Isabelle glaring.

"What did we come out here to do? Make peace? At least I killed them quickly. I didn't watch it in pain deciding whether to kill it or not." Said Clary returning her glare.

"I know why we came out here! But…UGH! YOU DO THIS ALL THE TIME!"

Clary was taken aback.

"What?"

"You always jump in if you think I'm doing something wrong! It annoys me!" said Isabelle clearly more than annoyed.

Clary thought back to all their fights together. Did she always jump in?

The time they fought two demons. Clary had finished hers off easily and had stopped Isabelle's from taking out a weapon by chopping it's arm off with her katana.

Another time they had taken off a rare vampire and werewolf working together. Isabelle had aimed for the vampire but it had been about to swipe at her with claws so Clary threw her knife at its chest. It died on impact.

Clary thought of all their other fights and accepted that Isabelle was right, she did intercept her fights, but it was for a good reason.

"Isabelle, I would never take away your kill on purpose. I didn't want to see you get hurt. I guess I always saw some creäture about to attack you, and I just kill it before it can. Can you forgive me?" asked Clary. She didn't want to lose her best friend.

Isabelle looked at her, and smiled before hugging Clary.

"Of course. I can't stay mad at you. I think you stay around Alec too long. He always protects me and Jace when we fight." Said Isabelle laughing at Clarys shocked expression.

"You did not just say I'm like Alec."

"Sorry hunny, but you are." Said Isabelle, dodging Clary who tried to grab her neck.

They started laughing when Clary heard something. She motioned Isabelle to stay quiet. There were footsteps creeping up on them.

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Also let me know what you want me to do for the next chapter? I'm obviously going to continue this chapter, but if you guys have any idea's let me know!

Should Isabelle and Clary become parabatai?

should Jace be in the next chapter?

Should there be another fight in the next chapter?

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Till next time ~maraudergirl68448