City of Connections
I am soooooooo sorry everyone. I kind of mixed up my dates...and months. I am so sorry. I promise to get the next chapter in on time.
Summary: Clary and Jace always had a special connection, though they have never met. They grew up together, faced the good and the bad times together, and eventually fell in love with each other. What happens, though, when they do meet? What happens when they must face the Shadow world together, deal with Valentine, find the Mortal Instruments, and find out what exactly that permanent rune is on their hands? And why that rune seems to give them their connection?
Previously:
They ran to the edge of the roof and realized that they couldn't follow us.
Jace rode us through the night until we landed on the top of the Brooklyn bridge.
I pressed my face into Jace's shoulder as he cut the engine.
Are you okay? Jace thought to me. Yeah, I thought back.
Jace looked at they sky, again.
We should get back to the Institute soon, I thought.
Jace nodded while starting the bike again. Simon hissed in my hand. I looked at him. "What is wrong, Simon?" I asked but then shook my head realizing that he couldn't answer.
I got back on the bike behind Jace and we took off.
Chapter 7- Demon Attacks
After about an hour of driving, we were almost at my house. The sun was about to come up. Jace, I thought panicked as the bike began to spurt and make a rough noise.
"Hold on!" Jace exclaimed. I held onto him tighter. We made our way down to the ground, crashing along the way. No one saw us because we were covered in a glamour. I was launched off of the bike. Jace held onto me and took the worst of the fall on his back. He groaned.
I looked up at where we landed. It was about 50 feet from my house. In a window I saw something move. I got uup off of Jace and started toward my house, Jacing trailing behind me.
"Clary!" Jace said, grabbing onto my waist. He looked into my eyes and ran through my mind. He handed me his dagger and opened the door to my apartment. "Let me go first," he said. He walked up the staircase and I followed him.
Silently, we walked up the staircase and opened the door to my floor. My apartment was still destroyed.
I hoped the person who kidnapped my mother would be here. Jace and I walked around my apartment. I traveled into the hallway that lead to my bedroom when I saw it.
A Forsaken was walking out of my bedroom. I grabbed the seraph blade that Jace gave me and named it Ithuriel. The Forsaken demon launched itself at me my head hit the floor hard.
By the training I have recieved my entire life, which was basically me learning who, what, when where, and why to kill a demon through Jace's thoughts, I knew I had to stab the Forsaken demon in its side in order to kill it.
I fell to the floor, demon on top of me. I rolled over.
The Forsaken spoke in a scratchy voice.
"Are you her? Are you the girl? He needs you. - Ugh, she smells so good. NO!. Valentine said not to kill her. UGH! Kill her! NO!"
As the forsaken fought with himself, I was able to grab the seraph blade and stab it in it's side.
When I was able to, I grabbed Ithuriel and buried it in the Forsaken's side.
The demon spewed black blood and disappeared as I saw Jace, also covered in black blood pull me into his arms and draw an iratze on my wrist.
Once Jace did this, he sighed, relived and buried my face into his chest to hold me tight against him.
You did it! Jace laughed in his thoughts, happy at having me okay. You killed your first demon!
Jace pulled back and kissed my forehead.
We got up off of the floor. "Jace," I said. "The demon said that Valentine was after me."
"I know," Jace said, but we will stop him. I pulled Jace to my bedroom. I wanted to get some of my things like my clothes, books, art pads, and my art supplies.
When I got all of my stuff, Jace took the boxes and we walked down the stairs.
Madam Dorthea was walking out of her apartments. "Ahh, Clary, Wayland, please come inside," she said.
As we walked into her apartment, I was surprised by how it looked. I knew Madam Dorthea was a 'witch' but she really went ot the extreme. She had beads hanging from every doorway. The walls were decorated in pictures, masks, and a variety of things. Her bookshelves were filled with many ancient looking books and nick nacks. Her house was decorated in browns, oranges, reds, tans, and yellows.
Madam Dorthea lead Jace and I to the parlor. Jace grabbed me left hand as we sat on the couch. Madam Dorthea gave us a teacup and started to speak.
"I now know what your mother was talking about," she said, sadly. Jace and I looked at her questioningly.
When your mother first moved here she trusted me with a secret. She told me that one day Valentine, her ex-husband, your father, would come after her to search for something powerful that she had and that he could use to take over the Shadow world and make a new 'perfect' one," she explained.
I looked at Jace. Valentine. I thought. "I know," Jace said sqeezing my hand.
"Your mother told me that I would have to give you something to keep safe when she was gone," Madam Dorthea said getting up and handing me a package.
I looked at it. It was the deck of cards that my mother said she gave to Madam Dorthea for Christmas. My mother had hand-painted all of them.
I looked at Madam Dorthea. She must have seen the confusion on my face. "She said you would have to figure it out."
Jace looked at her this time. His mind was reeling with questions. "Why would Jocelyn trust you with this? You aren't even a real witch," he said.
"Because my mother was a witch, and she taught me a few things," Madam Dorthea said taking my glass from me and looking in it. She put it on the table and grabbed Jace's cup. She forrowed her eyebrows in confusion.
She looked at us very closely. Taking in everything about us. Jace squeezed my hand when he noticed the uneasiness of my thoughts. Madam Dorthea looked at our entertwined hands and grabbed them. When she saw them she was astonished. She walked over to a picture of my mother and I that she had on her side table and touched my hand in the picture with her finger-tip. The picture was taken on my birthday when I was 10.
She took my left hand and Jace's right and examined them closely, again. She traced the shape and the design of the marks. "Amazing," she murmered. "Wayland," she said. "Are you left handed?" Jace answered yes. "Amaxing," Madam Dorthea murmered again.
Finally, she looked at us. "You too," she siad slowly, "are very special. You will go through much more trouble and happiness then you have been all throughout your lives together."
I was confused, and so was Jace.
Suddenly, the door broke down and something jumped on Madam Dorthea.
"GO!" Madam Dorthea cried. "The portal!" she said, pointing toward the door. Jace took my hand back and dragged me toward the door and opened it. He thought of a forest and I cleared my mind and closed my eyes.
When I opened my eyes, I was on top of Jace. Jace was lying on his back with his arms wrapped around me. Are you okay? I asked. I'm fine, Clary, he said.
When Simon tittered in my pocket, I suddenly remembered that he was there.
"By the Angel! I'm so sorry Simon," I said as I took him out of my pocket. "Are you okay?" I asked. Jace looked up at the sky and put Simon on the ground.
He should turn human soon, Jace thought.
I looked at him and whispered out loud, "Thank you," and kissed him on the cheek. He smiled at me cheekily and wrapped an arm around my waist.
When I looked back at Simon, he was human again.
"SIMON!" I yelled as I pulled him into a hug. "It is so good to see you human, again!" I said.
"I kinda liked him as a rat," Jace said wrapping an arm around my waist. I hit Jace's arm confused. Why couldn't I desipher his thoughts?
"Who are you?" Simon said, staring strangely at the arm wrapped around my waist. What was going on?
Jace kissed my forehead. 'Everything is fine," he said.
Jace turned back to Simon. "Jace Wayland. Please refrain from snapping pictures at me. I know I am the most amazing and sexiest person you will ever meet but I cannot condone to you getting a peice of this. You may however talk to me on any day that does not end in y," Jace said as I mentally rolled my eyes.
Simon looked around the forest. "Where are we?" he asked.
"Right outside the Institute," Jace said pulling me toward the front door of the Institute.
When we got inside I finally turned to Simon. "What the heck is wrong with you? I told you not to touch, eat, or drink anything! What are you? Stupid? Why would you do such a thing?"
Simon looked at me and then started questioning me. "Wait, what happened? What are you? What is even going on? You never even told me why I couldn't eat, drink or touch anything!"
"Ugh," I said as I stomped to Jace's bedroom. "What are we going to do?" I asked Jace when he shut the door behind me.
"Maybe we should take Magnus Bane's advise and go to the Bone City," Jace said. I shot up off of the bed.
That's a great idea! I thought. Maybe they can answer our questions!
By the way, some of you may have read a Twilight story similar to this, it is based off of it, and I have permission from the author to do so.
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