I do not own T.M.I series. I am only rewriting it with Ash, my character; in it. I also own Baliyerus, and Clary, Ok, I admit; I don't own Clary, sadly. But I do own Jace! NOT. ;). Fine you whiney people; I'll let you read! ;) - IADS P.S- Still Jace's P.O.V in This Chapter

Chapter 6: And Go Bump in the Night_

Jace awoke to a loud high-pitched screaming sound.

He checked his clock; it was 2 am.

He started to run down the hall toward the source of the sound. Alec stuck his head out of his door, "What the hell was that!?" he asked, he was now running down the hall alongside Jace. "It's two in the freaking morning!"

"Tell me about it." Said Jace yawning.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT DAMN NOISE?!" Jace turned; Isabelle was running down the hall behind him.

"We don't have the slightest idea." Said Alec, putting his fingers to his temple.

They ran down the hall until they reached the room the sound had come from: Ash's room.

"Ash?" Isabelle called in.

They heard her scream again.

Jace yanked at the doorknob, it was locked. He took out his stele and marked the doorknob with an unlocking rune. It was like trying to draw on water; it vanished as soon as he was done. He hurriedly scribbled it on again, and again, it just vanished.

"Oh for the love of god, let me through." Isabelle pushed past them and threw herself against the door; it burst open.

Ash was thrashing madly in her bed. She screamed again.

"Look at her arm!" said Isabelle pointing at Ash's left arm. Though there was no fire, her skin looked like it was burning; her hand was in a fist from the pain of the invisible flame, although he knew that wasn't what she was screaming about.

He rushed over to her and looked at her arm. In the same fiery writing that had appeared in the book earlier now started to form on her arm in the same four simple yet terrifying words: I WILL FIND YOU.

"Ash!" Isabelle was now shaking her awake.

A red line was now forming across Ash's throat, and blood was dripping out of her mouth. Jace stepped closer to her and reached his arm behind her neck and pulled her up.

"Alec, throw me the beanbag." He said. Alec threw him Ash's painted bean bag. He stuck it behind her; forcing her to sit up right.

Beads of blood were now forming on the scar on her throat. Then she stopped moving all together.

Her eyes popped open, a wave of momentary relief washed over him until he saw her eyes; pure black and white less. "Isabelle! Mov-" Ash's hands closed around his throat. He tried to pull away her hands, but her grip was firm around his throat. His vision was now going black at the edges as Alec and Isabelle tried to pull him away. Then she spoke in the same cold, rattling voice that Baliyerus had spoken in in the alley, she said; "She may seem fearless, emotionless to you fools. But I know what hurts her, scares her most; she was destroyed when I killed her parents. Now you are her family; and I can do the same again." She blinked, her eyes returned to her own, brown and warm. Her hands loosened on his throat than dropped it completely. He looked at her face; there was a look of terror in her eyes, "Jace!" she said, rushing over to him. She stared at him in horror. "Are you okay?!"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Ash, give me your arm." He took out his stele.

************************Ash's P.O.V*************************

She held out her left arm and saw the words 'I WILL FIND YOU' scraped and burnt into her skin. She felt something trickling down her throat; she lifted her fingers to her throat, they came back red. "Might need one here to." She pointed to her throat, with a slight laugh in her voice.

"Why are you laughing?" Jace said; he had a slight laugh in his voice too now.

"Do I ever know? No!" she said, fully laughing now.

"True, I wonder what you'd be like on laughing-gas."

"Oh, shut up!" she punched him in the shoulder

*************************Alec's P.O.V***********************

"What I don't get is that you were just possessed by a demon and you," Alec said, pointing at Jace, "Were nearly choked to death and now you're laughing?"

"Correct!" said Ash, clapping her hands together in mock-pleasure. There was a familiar smile on her face. It was the only emotion she usually would show; if she were hurt she would hide it, once when she was 14, she'd fallen from a tree and skinned the top of her back. She couldn't see her back or reach it and refused to ask for help applying the iratze rune. They'd only found out she'd even been hurt when the blood bled through the back of her shirt during training. They would never know if they'd hurt her badly (if she hadn't been hurt badly she was able to shrug it off) or if she was angry; the only emotion she'd ever shown a lot of was happiness.

"But we have no idea why!" she added, she hunched over into her lap and pounded her fist on her knee. "I wonder why I am laughing… Huh, weird. How much do I do that?"

"Oh, only about… a hundred times a day." said Isabelle.

"Ok, I seriously doubt that." Ash laughed.

"Well, I think I'm going back to bed." said Alec.

"Good idea," said Isabelle, "I'm tired." They walked out the door.

*************************Jace's P.O.V************************

"I guess I'll go too." Jace started to the door.

"Wait, I need to talk to you." Ash said. He sat back down on the bed. "What happened when he possessed me? I mean other than me strangling you." She asked. Her voice was serious and the smile had vanished from her face.

"Well, he spoke through you. Not just through the writing; he actually spoke through you." He said.

"What did I say- well, he say?"

"He said something about you seeming emotionless and fearless to us. Then he said- in these words- 'But I know what hurts her, scares her most; she was destroyed when I killed her parents.'" He didn't tell her the last part; she would likely do something rash, stupid, something she'd regret later. Something that could kill her.

"Well…figures he'd say something like that." There was something of a faint laugh in her voice but it was mostly covered by the sadness in her voice. "He has a mission to kill families of Shadowhunters one at a time is what it seems, but he seems to want to ruin my life more than end anyone else's."

"Why do you think he's after you in particular?" he said.

"Well, let's just say he likes to finish what he starts."

"Strange, most demons don't even try; they kill who they can when they can."

"He's a Greater Demon, we both know they're all different; but Baliyerus, he's never tried to finish killing any families. He's always been more like an Iblis demon in the way he wouldn't go out of his way to kill anyone or their families. But he seems to be targeting the Alderhallows', my Mom wrote something about him in a book; I found it when I was five, she had a cow over it." She looked at his face. "Are you ok? I haven't seen you a lot lately; where have you been?"

"Oh, I've been in the infirmary-"

"What happened? You o- Wait; you like her! The girl- the one who got poisoned- You like her!" the smile reformed on her face.

"Ash, I just met her."

"So you don't like her?"

"No I like her, just not in the way you think I do."

"You practically begged Hodge to let you go get her!"

For once in his life, he was lost for words, so he just covered her mouth with his hand. "You like her and you just don't want to admit it." Her voice was muffled by his hand. "I saw the way you looked at her in the Pandemonium." He pressed his hand against her mouth harder. "Oo awe kind ob hurding my mouff nowt." She pulled his hand away from her mouth.

"And how exactly would you know how I would look at her if I were in love with her?"

"I have my ways."

"I might ask what are those ways are."

"And you might not."

"But I am."

"And I am not listening."

"Then how do you know what I'm saying?"

"I'm psychic."

"But you aren't; and even if you were you would still be listening even if it were just to my thoughts."

"Well so what if I'm not psychic; I still am not telling you-" BEEP, BEEP; BEEP, BEEP; BEEP BEE- "Oh wow, it's 3:30!" She reached over to her clock and shut off the alarm.

"You set your alarm for 3:30!" said Jace, "Are you mentally ill?"

"It would have been quicker to ask if I were insane. And it's only for today."

"I'm not even gonna ask. Don't wake me up till 7:30; I want to get in another four hours of sleep."

************************Ash's P.O.V*************************

"I'll wake you up at 7:00." She half-yelled into the hall. She laughed to herself and pulled out her sketch book. She drew people; mainly their faces. The one she'd had the most trouble with was Jace; whom she had only drawn three times, once when he was 14, once when 15, and once earlier this year. The first time she'd drawn him he'd complained that it was taking forever and she'd told him his face was weird and hard to draw and that he had to stop changing his expressions. It had taken an hour and forty five minutes. Isabelle had been much easier to draw and had only taken her 30 minutes to draw. Alec was a little harder, but because he looked so much like Isabelle it had only taken 45 minutes. Max on the other hand didn't look much like Isabelle or Alec and had been hard to draw.

She put her sketch book under her arm and walked out the door and down the hall to the infirmary.

She rounded the corner. "Jace! What the hell! You said you were going back to your room. What are you doing here?" he was standing at the foot of the girl's bed.

"I thought I'd stop by on my way."

"Your room is that way." She pointed behind her.

For once in his life he looked lost for words. "I might ask you what you're doing here." He finally said.

She held up her sketch book. He nodded. "Well, I guess I'm leaving."He walked out the door.

Sorry for the long wait, I made this chapter extra long for you!-IADS