Hello everyone! Thank you so much for all the followers, reviews, views and favourites! this story received over 4000+ views in just over a month! this is my most successful story by far!
Huntress34189: Thank you! I did a Jace POV! But he hasn't met Clary yet! Hope you like it! :D
Guest (Who I presume like's anime): I saw it I don't know how long ago and was trying to think of something Isabelle could cook so bad and that popped into my head! everyone likes Jace! :D
noaverageangel: Read this chapter and you will find out! :D It was a good idea! but I didn't know how to work it into the story :( send me anymore idea's and I will try to fit them in! :D
.allegaint: i only realised your username cuts off, so if you review again could I write DIA instead? It's all the first letters of one of the best series ever! :D it's fine! I love your story! still havent had a chance to review! thank you! :D
guest: i love the Izzy/Clary relationship too! Jace is included in this chapter! He hasn't met Clary, but he's in this chapter! :D
fangirl-booklover46: Cassandra Clare is gonna have a lot of angry fan mail if they don't become parabatai in the last book I reckon! Jace POV included in this chapter! :D thank you! :D
greygirl2358: Thank you! I try to update as often as i can! I have one month left before I have to go back to school D: But I plan to keep updating as often as i can! No matter how much sleep loss is involved! That is so creepy how you guessed that :O I was deciding between Luke or Valentine...You'll see who I picked! I love luke too! I feel like he was friendzoned too long! I added your idea into the story, but had to tweak it a bit because...You'll see...yeah i wasnt happy with writing that, but to be honest, Clary would hate them if she grew up with Valentine alone. especially as she has to believe every nearly he says...she will soon hopefully! I want them to be parabatai! they seem like a good mix for being best friends! I took the Jace part into account and I agree! I made a Jace POV, but he's hasn't met Clary! i have added Jonathan into this chapter into this as well! Thank you! Longest reply to a review I have made yet! :D
sebastian: I can only guess who your favourite TMI character is ;) I have an idea of how they meet again, but it wont be for a few chapters...I will start adding Jonathan POV's though! I hope this chapter is long enough! over 3000 words! I've been writing for the last six hours straight! jonathan is included in this chapter! :D
For anyone that might not have read the reviews I replied to (For shame! I spent like fifteen minutes typing those out! just kidding!) this chapter is going to be a Clary, Jace and Jonathan POV!
Clary POV
Clary unsheathed her Katana while Isabelle unwound her whip from her wrist. It was hard to tell where the sound was coming from.
They had their backs against the other. It was a safer stance, if anyone jumped out at them, they wouldn't have their back unprotected.
"Clary, what is that?" whispered Isabelle so low, that Clary barely heard.
"I have no idea." She whispered back.
The werewolf's had made a racket here as they had howled, and it could be the rest of the clan. Then again, Vampires might have heard them and wanted to watch their mortal enemies die. It was hard to tell.
There was a rustling from Clary's right. Isabelle heard it too. They stayed in their position, waiting for whatever it was to jump out.
Clary kept her eyes on her right, but listened for sounds around them. She could feel Isabelle shaking with anticipation.
A form was appearing from the bushes on her right. It was a werewolf, that was flanked by four other wolf's. The one leading them was very tall. It was roughly twice Clary's size in height.
The wolf saw her and seemed to freeze. Its mouth opened but no howls or growls were voiced.
Clary didn't like the wolf staring at her. She turned to face them to attack when the wolf transformed into its human form. It was a man who looked like he was in his mid thirties. He had either black, or very dark brown hair, blue eyes and seemed very fit.
'Well it's not like werewolf's sit in a cave all day' thought Clary. She bent into a crouch, ready to attack. She didn't fancy taking in five werewolf's, but she would be damned if she went down without a fight.
The werewolf walked towards her slowly, with his hands spread out. This surprised Clary.
"Stay where you are." She said shocked when he did what she said. "What are you doing?" she said before mentally slapping herself. That was the first question she asked?
"I don't want to fight. I just needed to be sure it was you…" he said trailing off. Clary narrowed her eyes.
"You don't know me. And even if you did, why would you need to know." She said gaining a tighter grip on her katana. She could feel Isabelle look between her and the man.
"I do know you, Clarissa Fairchild. I know-"he was cut off by Clary. "My name is NOT Fairchild!" she hissed. She didn't know how he knew her first name. Fairchild was her mother's surname, which meant…
"You look just like your mother. I can't believe you're alive after all these years." He said ignoring her outburst.
Clary moved in a flash. She kicked the werewolf in the chest, knocking him to the ground and pointed her katana at his heart.
"I've killed some of your kind already tonight. I'm not above killing you. But let me tell you something. My mother was a coward. She left after I was born. Don't compare me to her!" she said making the tip of the katana press on his chest. It didn't rip his shirt, so he couldn't feel the silver.
Clary was shocked to see that he was looking at her calm. He didn't seem to notice her pointing a weapon at his heart.
"Your mother didn't leave you. She thought you were dead. She thought you were all dead. It broke her heart. She misses you everyday of her life. She has a small box with a curl of your hair, a picture of you and your favorite toy. Kill me if you must, but you would be killing the truth." He told her, with sadness clear in his eyes.
Clary found her hands shaking. She could tell he wasn't lying. The pain in his eyes made it obvious. But her father had told her she ran away. How could she take a strangers word over her fathers.
Something clicked in her head. She knew this man. It had to be Lucian Greymark. Who else would try and defend her mother? He was the one who took her away in the first place! No wonder she thought he was telling the truth! He nearly had her.
"Nice try, Lucian." She smirked as shock took over his expression. "But you're going to need to try harder than that to fool me." She raised the sword, ready to plunge it into him, when another idea occurred.
"On second thoughts, why don't you give my mother a message" she spat Mother out like it was dirt. "Tell her that if we ever meet, she better be ready." She then walked over to Isabelle and led her back to where they came from.
Clary heard one of the wolves growl, but didn't bother to turn around. She would hear their heavy paws hitting the ground if they wanted to attack.
Clary kept her katana unsheathed, just in case they did decide to attack, or if any other creäture came across them.
Isabelle was silent for half of the walk. It bothered Clary to not hear her talking. She didn't like the silence.
"Izzy? You okay?" she asked worried. Was she still mad about earlier. Isabelle sighed.
"I don't understand you at all! You kill werewolf's and basically anything else without a second thought, then the one time a werewolf does know you, you let it off with a message?" she looked at Clary with a skeptical look in her eye. She shook her head in disbelief.
"I was going to kill him! But you heard what he said! I couldn't pass up the opportunity to give her a message." She said slyly. "And besides, wasn't it you who told me not to kill downworlders without reason?" she laughed at Isabelle's glare.
"When does a werewolf know who you are not a good reason?"
"Well since I couldn't send a dead werewolf to my lovely mother, the message had to do." She said grinning at Isabelle who rolled her eyes.
"We still have a few hours left if you want to go outcast hunting?" asked Clary hoping she would drop the subject. Her luck wasn't with her.
"How did you know the wolf?" Isabelle asked instantly. Clary let out a deep breath and explained.
"His name was Lucian Greymark. He was my father's best friend…and parabatai." Said Clary. Isabelle gasped but didn't say anything. "They were both in the circle with your parents and my mother. But one day, Lucian convinced her to run away. He somehow got himself bitten by a wolf. I never met him before. I guessed that it was him." Said Clary looking at the ground.
Clary expected Isabelle to argue that He might be telling the truth, or to ask her more questions. She was not ready for the bear hug. Isabelle squeezed her so hard, that Clary was finding it hard to breathe.
"I'm so sorry." Said Isabelle. Clary smiled to herself. She was glad she had Isabelle for a best friend. Clary rarely had to explain herself to Isabelle. She could never lie to her. There was only one lie she got away with.
The Lightwoods thought Jonathan had died from a disease a few weeks after meeting them. Her father made up a lie, that Jonathan had been sick for years. That he had finally passed away. Clary hadn't been questioned on it, but she hated them not knowing the truth. That it was her father's curiosity that ended his life.
Clary felt tears spring up into her eyes, but refused to let them spill onto her cheek. She still hadn't broken her vow from that day.
Isabelle released Clary, giving her a sympathetic smile and they continued walking back to Clary's home.
Isabelle was staying the night, and then Clary was to bring her home in the morning as the Lightwoods were returning to New York the next day. Clary would miss her deeply. She didn't know when she would see her again. Isabelle seemed to sense her thoughts.
"Maybe your dad will let you visit New York? He can't keep you here forever can he?" she said with a hopeful smile.
"You know what he's like. He barely lets me out of his sight for more than a few hours!" said Clary knowing full well that her father would be waiting outside the mansion cottage when they returned. He always did.
"But you're going to be fifteen in a few weeks! I don't want to miss your birthday again! Isabelle whined. Then a spark showed in her eyes. "You say he lets you do anything you want on your birthday right? Why not ask to go to New York!" she said excitedly.
Clary had asked for the last few birthdays, but the Lightwoods always came back to Idris in a matter of days after and her father never saw the point of visiting them if they were going to be in Idris in a few days. But they wouldn't be returning for ages. Especially not around her birthday!
"You're a genius Iz! Would it be okay with your parents?" asked Clary worried they might disagree with their daughter. Isabelle looked at her as though she asked an obvious question.
"Are you kidding? They would be thrilled! Mom is always asking you to visit! But she never argued with your dad's logic." Said Isabelle shrugging but had a grin on her face.
The rest of the walk back was spent talking about what they could do in New York. Isabelle already had a list. It went like: Shopping, Demon hunting, clubs, etc.
They made it to Morgenstern Manor. And just like Clary thought, her father was waiting for them.
"Don't mention the werewolf." She said under her breath to Isabelle. She looked over at Clary and nodded.
"How did it go?" Asked her father searching for any injuries they might have sustained.
"Eight werewolves. Three dead." Said Clary, hoping he didn't question her about the other five.
"And the others?" Damn it.
"Ran away. Guess we scared them off." Said Isabelle walking forward smirking. A smirking Izzy was a dangerous Izzy.
"Doesn't surprise me." Said Clary's father. "I want to have a word with both of you." He said simply, and then walked back into the house.
"I honestly hate when he does that." Said Isabelle glaring at the door he disappeared into. Clary agreed with her.
They entered the house, and just caught sight of him going through the door into the hallway. Clary and Isabelle sped up to catch up with him.
He led them to his office. It hadn't changed since a few hours ago. Well there was another circle crossed out on his map. She kept meaning to ask him about it, but fear of losing her art things stopped her.
He sat down behind his desk, and then motioned for them to sit in the two seats in front of the desk.
Clary had the weird sense of déjà vu. It was like the time he told her and Jonathan to sit down the night he told them of his plans.
Clary sat down suspicious. He father wore a blank expression so she couldn't tell if he was about to give out to them or tell them bad news.
"I wanted to talk to you both about your request to be parabatai…" he said, seeming to not know how to continue that sentence. Clary and Isabelle perked up. "I have been given it some serious thought, and I have come to a decision." He said looking between the girls, who were literally sitting on the edge of their seats.
"And? What's the decision?" asked Clary hopeful. She was nervous and excited.
"I allow you to be parabatai, as long as Maryse and Robert are okay with it." He said smiling at his daughter. Clary and Isabelle jumped up and ran around the table to hug Clary's father.
"Thank you, Thank you, Thank you…" they said in unison smiling happily at him. He smiled down at them and told them to wash up and go to bed.
After the shock of being given permission to be parabatai, Clary became suspicious. Her father was against the idea a few hours ago. What changed?
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Jace POV
Jace was training in the training room at the institute in New York. The rest of the Lightwoods had gone to Idris on meeting. Alec would have stayed to keep him company, but Jace could see how much his parabatai wanted to visit the home country.
Isabelle had been excited to go and visit her best friend. Clarissa. Jace never heard her last name. The Lightwoods never told him, even when he asked. He found it strange. They spoke about her often but never mentioned a last name.
Jace had seen pictures of her though. Isabelle had taken many pictures of her time in Idris, which mainly revolved around Clarissa. He would never admit it to anyone, but he found Clarissa to be beautiful. He loved her fiery red hair, sparkling emerald-green eyes and bright sparkly smile. He waved it off as a crush. They had never met, so he didn't know her.
Jace punched his punching bag so hard that it ripped. Swearing under his breath as he went to retrieve a dust pan and brush, he remembered his father's words. To love is to destroy. He couldn't think about having a crush. What if his feelings grew? He would be letting down his father.
Pushing all thoughts of Clarissa no-last-name from his mind, Jace cleaned up the mess he made. The Lightwoods would be home the next day, and they wouldn't be pleased if they ended up stepping on punching bag insides.
He dumped the punching bag and his mess and went to the Institutes library. He hadn't anything better to do. It was midday and demons didn't come out till night. Even then he didn't want to go demon hunting by himself. It was boring.
He could have went back to Idris with the Lightwoods and possibly met Clarissa, but even the thought of Idris made him want to cry. Idris was the most beautiful country ever, but it was where his father had died.
His father was murdered when he was ten. He was nearly sixteen now, and the pain of that day hadn't eased up yet. He could still remember clearly watching his father die. It replayed in his memories, keeping him awake at night.
He was grateful that the Lightwoods took him in, but he wanted his father back. They never forced him to talk about him, but he knew they felt sorry for him.
Jace groaned as he had picked up a book to read, and realized he hadn't read a word of the last two chapters. He turned back to where he remembered leaving off and lost himself in learning about Jonathan Shadowhunter.
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Jonathan POV
Jonathan lay on the ground panting. He had just been training with two demons. They were greater demons and seemed hell-bent on killing him.
It was night-time, so he couldn't try and lure them out, or break a window letting in sunshine. There was no other way to destroy a higher demon! What was the point of this?
"Jonathan! What are you doing?!" hissed one of the demons.
He was fighting Yanlou and Abbadon. They were both ugly as the hell they came from. He believed that Abbadon was most likely diseased, and Yanlou looked like it fell down a mountain, into excrements, got run over and repeat. He wanted to ask them about their appearance but he had promised not to anger either demon…too much.
"Well in case you haven't noticed, you bastards aren't exactly easy to fight." He hissed back.
"Enough!" said a cold voice behind them. Jonathan turned around to face Lilith. He smiled at his adoptive mother. "Jonathan, Follow me." She said sweeping out of the room. Jonathan turned back to the two demons.
"Farewell. May our paths cross again one day." He said sarcastically. The demons hissed before disappearing.
Jonathan left the training room. He knew where Lilith went. He walked into the dining room/business room of the house.
They were living in England. Lilith brought him here when he had 'changed' all those years ago. He had felt incredible when he woke up. He felt so much power just at his finger tips, just like she promised him.
He sat down across from her. "Was there something you wanted to discuss?" he asked in a board tone.
"Your father wanted me to tell you something about Clarissa…" he said unsure how to continue.
Ah Clarissa. His baby sister. She thought he was dead. He had imagined going home to see the look of shock on her face. Lilith had told him that he would lose his humanity when he turned, and he more or less had, except he still cared for his little sister. He would often look at the ring she gave him on his birthday. He smiled every time is saw their happy faces looking up at him.
His father always updated him on her. He remembered his father telling him that Clarissa was heartbroken when she was told he was dead. He wanted to go home and comfort her, but he couldn't. he never revealed any emotion in front of Lilith or father. They would ask too many questions.
He had been sent to live with Lilith to train. He was faster and stronger now. His father couldn't even comprehend how powerful he felt.
"What about Clarissa?" he asked with no emotion.
"Your father has agreed to let her become parabatai with the Lightwood girl." She said in a business tone. She was watching his reaction.
"WHAT?!" he screeched. He remembered the snobby girl from eight years ago. How could his father let one of the best shadowhunters be connected to that? It would be like putting worthless wood in a gold necklace.
"Jonathan, control yourself." Said Lilith. Jonathan guessed she didn't understand why he was angry. She probably thought it was because Clarissa was supposed to be his parabatai. He didn't care about that (Well he kind of did, but not so much) he cared that his father would let Clarissa be brought down by that trash.
"I am in control" he said through gritted teeth. She shook her head giggling at him.
"You think I don't know how you feel? I know you still care for her. some part of you wont let your love for your sister die. But I am more disappointed that you didn't hide your emotions well. I think you need to be reminded on how to act." She said standing up. Jonathan gulped.
He knew what that meant. His father had given Lilith the whip.
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