Hello everyone! I'm so sorry for not updating last weekend! I wasn't feeling in the right state of mind to update this story! I was waking up too early for the last two weeks, and I finally went to the doctor yesterday and I got a full night's sleep last night! So…yeah. I'd rather update late than update in a sleep deprived mind to be honest!

Anyways, I want you all to know how much I appreciate your continued support and if I could, I would send you all a Jace Herondale or a Magnus Bane! :D unfortunately I can't :'(

So thank you to everyone that reviewed, viewed, followed and favourited this story! You guys are incredible! :D

Huntress3419: Thank you! :D I took the hint ;) I will try to update longer chapters! :D

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Guest: I will be taking that in the least threatening way possible…Hope you enjoy this chapter! :p

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Jace POV

Jace backed away from the fiery girl. He did not like the glint in her eyes.

"Something wrong Jace?" she asked in a sweet voice.

"Oh no, I love being chased by a lunatic with a weapon." He answered, sarcastically. He regretted it instantly.

Clary narrowed her eyes and started stalking towards him. When she was five meters away, Jace ran. He was running towards the elevator when he felt something catch his foot, causing him to fall.

He looked over his shoulder and saw Alec grinning at him. Jace tried to stand up when something crushed his face to the ground, making him stare at a wall till a gleam of a blade slammed down on the floor in front of him.

He was surprised her sword thing was able to actually chip the floor. He didn't know if it was that sharp, or because of the power she put behind slamming the point into the ground.

"What were you saying?" Clary asked, her voice sounded both innocent and lethal.

"That you are an angel sent from above, with no sign of an inner demon." Jace mumbled.

There was silence. Jace heard Clary take in a sharp intake of air. He felt her step away from him.

Jace spent no time in standing up. He stood and faced her. He was shocked by her expression.

She looked shocked, miserable and broken.

"Clary?" Isabelle asked, looking concerned.

Clary didn't seem to hear her. Her eyes looked like they were staring into nothing. Like she was trapped in her own, personal torment.

Jace stepped towards her; this snapped her out of her trance. She looked at Jace, before her eyes narrowed.

"Stay away from me!" She hissed before storming past him and into the elevator.

As soon as the doors closed, leaving the Lightwoods, Hodge and Jace staring after her, there was silence.

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Clary POV

Clary ran to her room as soon as the elevator doors closed. She was still holding the comic Simon had given her and her Katana in the other hand.

As soon as she entered her room, she placed it against her bed, then lied down and started flicking through the comic. She was so immersed in the world of Akira that she gasped when someone knocked on her door.

Grumbling, she stood up and walked over to see who it was. It was Isabelle.

"Are you okay?" She asked Clary, her face full of confusion and sympathy.

"Yeah! Sorry for running out like that. Jace just got to me…" Clary's voice trailed off.

"I meant to warn you about him. He'll try and seduce any girl he meets. Don't fall for it!" Isabelle said in a serious tone. She gasped as Clary felt her cheeks turn crimson. "What happened?!" Isabelle practically screeched, entering Clary's room and closing the door.

"Um…last night…Jacekissedme!" She said quickly. Isabelle looked confused.

"What?"

"Jace…sort of…kind of…kissed me." Clary felt her whole face warm up. Had it only been last night? Isabelle looked outraged.

"HE WHAT?!"

"IZ! Calm do-"

"Don't tell me to calm down! I should have known he would try to do something like this! When I get my hands on-Wait! Why was he in such a bad mood this morning?"

"Because he told me he liked me." Clary could see Isabelle looked stunned and was on the verge of saying 'Aww!' but Clary continued. "And I laughed in his face."

Isabelle looked shocked. Then a grin spread across her face. "What happened this morning? After he dragged you out of the kitchen?"

"He locked me in his room because I left a note on his door saying I wanted to be friends and he wasn't happy with that. Then when I said I didn't want to care about anyone else and threatened him. For some reason he decided to kiss me again!" Clary grumbled again. She expected Isabelle to be outraged, instead she looked shocked.

"Clary…Jace has never acted like that around anyone…he never tells a girl that he likes her or wants to even be friends! Wait; did he say he say he didn't want to be friends at all?"

"He didn't say he didn't want to be friends, but the night before he said he thinks he more than likes me, whatever that means! And this morning, he got angry when I told him I didn't want to care about him."

"Wow. How in the name of the angel did you change Jace?" Isabelle said, sounding bewildered.

"Excuse me?"

"Jace has never cared about anyone but himself! He has never cared what any of us thought of him! Then you come along and you have him begging for attention!"

"You think I should give him a chance?"

"Hell yeah!"

"Not going to happen!"

"Clary!" Isabelle whined. "Come on! Jace deserves a chance!"

"You just basically called him a womanizer?" Clary said, remembering the term from when she was in France, demon hunting and women in skimpy clothes was trying to push-off a mundane man who had his face buried in her neck.

"Well yeah, but…" Isabelle looked sad for a moment before speaking again. "When Jace was ten, he lost his father. His only living relative. That's why he's with us. Ever since then, he's…closed off I guess? He doesn't share his feelings with anyone. He doesn't talk without a snide comment, sarcasm or annoying self compliments. His ego is huge! No one has been able to deflate it! But you come along and have him acting like some boy who was refused his favorite toy!"

"Are you really comparing me to a child's toy?"

"You're missing the point! This morning, I never saw Jace look so defeated or angry! I knew there was something wrong! When he stormed back into the kitchen and dragged you away I just thought you pranked him or something! I'm not going to make you give him a chance. I'm just saying you should!"

Clary sighed and mulled it over. She was still angry at Jace for everything he said, but the comment about her inner demon really got to her. It wasn't Jace's fault.

Ever since Jonathan died, she blamed herself for not helping him. While she had been by his side as he was dying, she could have made a rune! She could have saved him! But she had been a stupid little child who watched her brother in pain.

In a way, Jonathan was her inner demon. She could stay calm about pretty much anything, but Jonathan was a lethal topic. Neither she nor her father had mentioned him since his funeral. She wondered how much her father regretted what he did. She hoped a lot.

"Clary?" Isabelle's voice brought her out of her thoughts.

"S-sorry. Was just thinking." Clary said sheepishly. "Why don't we spend the whole day tomorrow sightseeing? We haven't spent much time together since I got here and I really want to see more of New York!" Clary said, hoping to change the topic.

"YES!"Isabelle screamed. "I am definitely taking you shopping! Aline isn't getting here till Thursday so you have me all to yourself!" Isabelle winked at Clary before leaving the room.

She seemed to have looked past Clary's glare at the mention of Aline. She didn't know why she hated the girl so much! Isabelle had mentioned her before and she sounded nice, but Clary didn't like the idea of sharing her best friend.

"Guess I should go apologize to Jace." Clary said to herself as she opened the door to go find Goldie locks.

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Jonathan POV

Jonathan was growing impatient with his father. He was about to go into the house to find him when the man opened the door and made his way towards Jonathan and the struggling boy.

"I found three different truth runes, but-"

"What's the difference? A truth rune is a truth rune!"

"Don't interrupt me Jonathan!"

"Yes father." Jonathan said, biting back a snide remark.

"As I was saying. There are three different runes. They differ because; they each do something different to the person when they lie."

"How so?" Jonathan asked carefully.

"One makes the person feel like they are on fire. Another makes the person lose all their sense for a small amount of time and the last one breaks one bone at a time." How the hell did he get Clarissa to make such runes?! He couldn't imagine his sweet innocent sister making such things!

"Which one will we be using?" Jonathan asked, noticing the smirk on his father's face.

"Why not use the first and last one together?"

Jonathan grinned as he pulled his stele from his pocket. He silently burned the runes into Sebastian's arm as he silently screamed. Jonathan wasn't being gentle. His father had placed the book near Jonathan who then traced the marks.

As soon as the two marks were on Sebastian's arms, Jonathan crossed out the silencing mark. Sebastian wasted no time in yelling.

"You can scream all you like. We're miles from the city. No one will hear you." Jonathan said in a bored tone.

"I don't believe you!" Sebastian cried out.

His father strode over to Sebastian until he was standing above his head.

"You should. Do you hear anyone coming?" his father said. Sebastian paled, but didn't stop struggling.

"My family will find me! They ave a tracking mark on m-AHHH!" He screamed in pain at the same time that Jonathan heard something crunch.

"Looks like the runes work father." Jonathan grinned.

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Jace POV

After Clary left the hall, we all kind of dispersed. Isabelle went after Clary, Alec mumbled about getting something to eat, Maryse went to find Max, Robert and Hodge walked towards the stairs, leaving Jace alone.

He decided to go to the training room. He needed to let out some of his frustration. But first he took out his stele and burned an Iratze into his waist and after taking off his boot, his marks his ankle.

He felt much better now that he didn't have to limp to the training room.

As soon as he entered the training room, he shed off his leather jacket and black t-shirt leaving him in his black pants and boots. He decided to use the punching bags.

He punched the bags till his hands were raw and bloody. He had done this many times before. Sometimes the bag ripped before it got to this stage, but not today.

He was trying to straighten his hand when he heard someone giggle. He looked up and saw an amused Clary, still holding the weapon she received earlier.

"Need help?" she asked, placing down her sword and walking towards him.

"I'm fine. I really can't keep up with your mood swings you know." he frowned at her.

She flinched but still continued walking towards him till she stood right in front of him. She then pulled out a stele from her pocket and held her other hand out to him.

He sighed and placed his left hand in hers, knowing he couldn't heal himself without some help.

Clary began burning a rune into his skin. It wasn't one he recognised.

"What is that?" he asked very worried that she was still angry about earlier.

"I have a gift. I'm able to make runes. This rune is like an iratze, but its stronger, faster and heals all you injuries." she replied, blushing.

"How can you make runes?"

"I just can." she shrugged. "I've always been able to."

Jace could tell she wasn't telling the whole truth, but decided to let it go and try to get in her good books.

"So we're both different." this was not the right thing to say.

"How so?" Clary asked, she finished the rune but was glaring at him.

Jace looked at his hands. They were completely healed! If it had been an iratze they would still be raw!

"You can make runes and I have enhanced abilities." he informed her.

The look of confusion on her face was priceless, but Jace wanted to show off.

He used his quick speed again and was standing behind her. She tensed up and in the blink of an eye she had whirled around and had a dagger he didn't see, pointed at his throat.

She gasped before retracting her weapon. She didn't look angry, apologetic or embarrassed. She looked amazed.

"Is that how you caught up to me on the street earlier?"

At the mention of earlier, Jace remembered Clary looking around her, as though searching for someone. He didn't know whether to ask her or not. She of course noticed his hesitation.

"What?"

"Earlier when we were walking back to the institute, you looked confused? You looked like you were looking for something?"

Clary blushed before becoming very interested in her hands. "I thought I heard someone say my name." Her blush deepened.

Jace laughed, throwing his head back. When he looked back at Clary, wiping tears from his eyes, she was glaring at him. He could see she was mortified.

"I-I'm sorry." He tried to say around his laughter. "But you make it sound like you're insane, all because you think you heard your name!" Clary rolled her eyes but didn't say any snide remarks or glare at him again.

"I came in here to apologize, but since you're more interested in mocking me, I think I'll leave." She smirked before turning around.

"Wait!" he grabbed her arm and spinned her around to face him. "You were going to apologize? For what?"

"For everything I've said since we met. We haven't exactly been getting along and I want us to start over." Was she being serious? "Hi, I'm Clary." She held her hand out to him. Apparently she was being serious.

"Hi, I'm Jace. Shadowhunter, incredibly handsome and-"

"Is that really the second, first impression you want to give?"

"Fine, I'm Jace. It's a pleasure to meet you Clarissa. I've heard so much about you." He bowed, took her hand and kissed it.

When he looked back at her, Clary looked embarrassed but at least she didn't slap him for that kiss!

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Jonathan POV

It was getting boring watching and listening to the screaming boy.

His father was asking him questions like his age, his family and other little details about his life. Jonathan was meant to be listening, so he wouldn't draw attention to his lack of information on his life.

They had spent an hour interrogating the boy. Jonathan was starting to regret this.

He wondered if it was his humane side that was against this plan. The part if him that Clarissa kept alive in him. Or was it his hatred for his father taking away his demons fun.

"P-please! Ave merci!" the French boy cried.

Jonathan stared at his face. He felt both sympathy and disgust. He only felt disgust because of the weakness if the boy to be begging his father.

Sebastian's face was streaked in tears, his voice sounded hoarse and Jonathan was sure nearly every one of his bones was broken.

"If you would tell the truth, you would not be in pain." His father said, no emotion in his voice or expression.

"If I tell ou vreythig, what den?"

"You wont be in pain." His father was now smirking. Jonathan only felt disgust.

"Fine! Ask me and I will tell ou!" Sebastian said frantic. There was a gleam of hope in his eyes.

Jonathan listened to Sebastian's life for the next ten minutes. He spoke nonstop. Valentine didn't even have to ask the question.

When his father was pleased with the information, he turned to Jonathan.

"Did you learn all of that?"

"Yes father." he answered emotionless.

"Good. You know what to do. I'll have the servants prepare everything after you have...dealt with our guest"

Jonathan nodded and waited for his father to walk back into the house. He stared at the struggling and confused boy. Jonathan stared at the runes he had burned onto his arms. The runes Clarissa made.

He couldn't imagine her making such runes. Had his absence in her life really changed her from the sweet little girl who was determined to help her brother to someone who created runes that tortured someone?

His mind replayed the last hour he spent of listening to Sebastian's screams. He felt disgust he thought, because of the boy's weakness. He realized then, it was his own weakness he was disgusted by.

He was disgusted by what his father turned him into. What his father turned his sister into. He couldn't kill Sebastian. If he did, he was proving to himself just how much his father had tainted him.

His demon recognized this new change and was fighting against him. He felt a part of him snarling at him to rip the body in front of him to shreds. To feel the warmth of his blood turn cold. To listen to his heartbeat grow fainter till it beat no longer. To watch his struggling body weaken till it could no longer move.

He refused to give it the satisfaction. He would not kill the boy. He would not be his father's puppet. He would not hide from Clarissa anymore.

Feeling his newfound determination strengthen, he quashed any chance of his demon side taking over. He felt strong and brave. He felt content with this course of action. Something he had not felt in so long.

He gently picked up the still struggling boy and dashed into the forest, intending to do anything in his power to bring down his father and whatever plans he was making.

Bet you didn't see that coming! :D I thought it would be a nice twist! I was writing that Jonathan would kill Sebastian, but then I was thinking about it and I wasnt happy with it...then I was thinking about Jonathan and Clary's reunion and how it was going to be obvious...so what did you think of this approach?! :D

Let me know what you think!

And I'm sorry again for the lateness of this chapter! I've tried to write it for the last three days, but I couldn't get the ending right! :/ till I came up with the new idea!

If anyone has any questions, ideas or just want to comment about the story, leave a review or PM me!

I will try to update as soon as I can! School has been a pain and I'm still trying to work around school, writing and my stupid brain! I'm turning into an insomniac :/ I havent been sleeping well for the last two weeks, which is why I havent updated, because I wanted to be in the right state of mind when writing this!

(BTW: Anyone that has read my rant page or has taken part in it, I want you all to know that it has been deleted because I was threatened that I would be reported otherwise and I didn't want to lose all my stories :( I am sorry for anyone else that had rants, you can still send them into me, but they wont be posted because I really don't want to be banned off this site :/)

(Also, I've started another story called Jonathan and Clary Fray! It's like this story, but Jonathan and Clary have grown up with Jocelyn instead of Valentine! I think it was inevitable that I would write a story like that!)

So I hope to update ASAP!

Till next time ~Maraudergirl68448