And here's chapter three, because I'm bored and decided to write! Thank you for all the wonderful reviews, and I'm really glad you guys like it so far! Also, here's azsmall line I'm planning on using, so it's a bit of a spoiler:

"Clary turned and saw a boy looking at her. It was eire how much he looked like Will. She looked back at him and gasped softly."

So, there's your little spoiler! Hope you like this chapter as well! -SeraphAnaklusmos

"Tell me about yourself," Clary suggested as Will sat opposite her in the carriage.

He looked out the window. "I thought Charlottle told you about me."

Clary sighed. "She told me about your false curse, not you. What do you like to do?"

He considered this. "Fight and read."

Clary bit back a grin at the two very different answers. "Favorite color?"

"Blue-grey, you?"

"Just blue. Favorite book?"

Will looked over at that. "All of them."

"Oh." Clary realized with a shock, Will had written the dedication in that copy of a Tale of Two Citites. She had saved it from th explosion of Sebastian's apartment. "Do you like a Tale of Two Citites?"

He shrugged. "Yes, not at first, but I reread it and liked it."

'Because of Tessa?' Clary wondered. She had seen the way Will looked at his Parabatai's fiancé. "I don't care for it much. Only a little."

Will smiled, but frowned as the carriage stopped. "We're here."

Clary didn't know what to expect of the Lightwood manor. She had thought there wouldn't be weird goo all over. Or blood. Other than that, it was nice. A girl had just come and flung herself at Will, much to Gabriel's annoyance. Cecily just looked concerned for her brother, wondering, perhaps, if he would kill the girl.

"Tati," Gabriel said impatiently, "Where's Rupert?"

"That- that worm ate him!"

Will laughed. "Well, I guess he didn't like the idea of-"

Tessa silenced him. "William!"

He rolled his eyes as Tatiana glared at him, before screaming at the sight of a bloody boot.

"I found Rupert," Clary announced, and was rewarded by Will with a smile.

"Indeed you have."

Tatiana fell against poor Tessa, who sagged to the ground to hold the other girl upright.

Will's eyes widened and Clary yelped as a giant worm shot out of the ground, crushing a statue.

"He just crushed Socrates!" Will exclaimed. "Has no one respect for the arts?"

Clary laughed, but stopped as she saw Tessa pulling Tatiana Lightwood away, and Cecily climbing a tree, with Will shouting at her.

Clary grabbed her blades, running past Jem, throwinv one into the hide of the demon. She smiled, but her triumph was shot lived. She screamed as demon ichor splashed on her, and the worms tail flung her into a tree, where she hit her head, and fell the ground, imobile.

Will glanced over at Clary as she threw her dagger into the side of the giant worm, and was about to congratulate her throwing skills when she screamed, covered in blood, and was flung back into a tree. He tried to run for her, but stopped as he saw his sister jump onto the back of the beast.

"What-?!" He ran towards her, and was shocked when an arrow sank into the demon, shot by Gabriel Lightwood. Cecily jumped off, barely in time, and rose, wincing, to her feet, holding her wrist. Will started towards her, but was stopped by Jem, trying to draw an iratze on him.

Clary winced and opened her eyes. It seemed everyone was gathered in one place, Will pushing Gabriel away from his sister. Jem followed him, looking around, most likely for Tessa.

Clary pushed herself up with her elbows, but cried out softly at the small movement. Jem heard and ran over, calling for Will.

"Clary! Oh my- what-? I'm so sorry!" He rushed, grabbing for his stele.

"I'm good," Clary lied, feeling as if her head was going to fall off.

Willran over and lifted her in his arms, sitting her upright. "God, Clary, you look terrible."

Jem, having finished the healing rune, looked up to scold his soul-brother, but Clary stopped him with a laugh. "You don't look to good yourself."

Jem rolled his eyes at the pair of them and walked to the carriage.

"I'm sorry I didn't come to find you," Will muttered.

Clary nodded. "It's okay. Your sister was hurt, she was your first priority."

Will nodded slowly. "Yes, but I am sorry."

Clary stood, Will staring up at her. "William Herondale, if you apologize one more time-"

He laughed and stood, pulling her into a hug. "I'm glad you're alright," he whispered in her ear.

"So am I." She was about to say something else, but gasped and let go of Will. "Jem!"

She ran to the other boy, followed by Will, as Jem fell to his knees.

"James!" Will shouted, helping him to his feet.

Clary looked back and saw Tessa running down the steps to the manor, her face ashen, staring ahead at Jem. She pushed past Clary and demanded to know if he had any of his medicine with him.

Clary stood to look at Henry, who was now carrying a stack of books. "We need to get him to the Institute."

Tessa nodded, and with the help of Will, got her fiancé into a carriage.

"Let's go, Clary," Cecily told her, motioning to the other carriage.

"Right, of course," Clary nodded at the girl. "I just-"

She was stopped in the middle of her sentence by falling to the ground in a dead faint.

"She must have inhaled some of the ichor," Cecily was telling Will.

"Good god, Cecy, why didn't anyone tell me?!" Will demanded.

"Because you were with Jem," she said simply.

Will shook his head at his sister, and turned to enter the sick room, where Brother Enoch was standing at the foot of Clarissa Fray's bed.

"Any changes?" Will asked the Silent Brother.

'No, William Herondale, there has not been.' Will would never get used to the voice that wasn't his, but another man's in his head. Ever since he first met the Silent Brothers, he was more sympathetic towards the insane who heard voices. It was horrid.

"Thank you, Brother." Will nodded and sat at the foot of the Girl's bed. "C'mon Clary," he muttered. "Wake up."

Brother Enoch just looked at him. 'She will wake when Raziel commands it.'

"He'd better command it soon."

'He'd better command it soon' was the first thing Clary heard.

"Who?" She questioned, her voice sounding horse.

"You're awake!" Will exclaimed, his face breaking into a grin.

"Yep."

"And we were talking about Raziel."

'Oh, him,' Clary though. 'I wonder if he remembers that time I took control of him after murdering my father with his help...'

'Clarissa Fairchild-Morgenstern,' she heard a voice in her head, Brother Enoch's. 'You do not belong here.'

And there you have it! Chapter three! Hope you like it and it lives up to your expectations! Follow, favorite, and don't forget to review!

Looking better in black,

Yours truly,

SeraphAnaklusmos