Okay, so after everyone said I should keep the story going, that's exactly what I'm going to do :) I hope I make you all happy with this next chapter!

CHAPTER 2

The reaction was just as I'd expected. Shock. The boy with the black hair gasped, the pretty girls mouth fell open, and Jace became stock-still, not moving a muscle in his boy but keeping my eye contacted.

The boy with the black hair, who looked like he could be the pretty girls brother, broke the silence first. "She's deranged Jace. Valentine's dead. You know it, I know it, and Isabelle knows it."

The girl, who I assumed was Isabelle, was looking at my strangely, a mix of disbelief and fright on her face. "I don't know Alec, every demon we've killed in the past few days have said something about Valentine being back."

Alec scowled. "You didn't believe any of them. Why believe this little girl?"

I glared over Jaces shoulder at Alec (Jace still had me pinned down, studying me.). "For your information, I'm not crazy. And I'm seventeen."

"That's what any crazy person would say! You-," Alec was cut of.

"Enough Alec." Jace snapped, shifting his weight to his knees and releasing my hands. His mistake.

I pounced out from under him and pushed him hard onto his back, hearing his head hit the hard sidewalk. I internally flinched at causing another person pain but my exterior was cool and collected, like Valentine.

I slid one of my daggers from my hip sheathe and leaned down over Jace, my foot on his chest the only thing keeping him down. Despite his position, his lips showed the ghost of a smile and he raised an eye brow when I pressed the tip of the dagger to his throat.

I heard Isabelle and Alec shuffling, walking toward us to stop me, but Jace held up a hand and they immediately stopped. I thought I heard Rachel murmur something at Jace. Something that sounded a lot like "Idiot."

I smiled down at Jace sweetly. "The demons are right, you know." I said conversationally, studying the dagger next to Jace's tanned skin. "Valentine is back."

Jace nodded, not seeming to have noticed the blade cutting into his skin as he did this. I relented a little bit. "Of course he is."

"Personally, I couldn't care less whether you know or not. I know the truth about it." I grinned mischievously at Jace. I leaned down close to him, keeping the dagger in position. My mouth was close to his ear and when I spoke, my lips barely brushed his skin, sending delighted shivers down my frame. "You know why?" I paused. "I'm Valentine's daughter."

I stood up and looked down at Jace. His eyes fixed on mine and I saw that he believed me. "No doubt about that, Sweetheart. You act just like him."

I cringed mentally. I was loyal to my father and did what he told me but in no way did I want to be like him. Without realizing it, I'd lessened the pressure to his throat and before I knew it, he'd jumped up and had me against the wall of a building, holding me there tightly.

Rachel and Jonathon stepped forward, Jonathon looking hungry for a fight. "Enough of this!" I shouted, losing my temper and afraid that if Jonathon got to close, he may actually kill Jace.

I was breathing heavily in my anger, my green eyes flashing. I turned to Jace. "Look, either you three go your own way and let us take care of this demon you got in our way from killing, or we fight and you die." I raised my eye brows, both of them. There was no fancy, one eyebrow movement for me.

Jace smiled. "How about neither?" He questioned. "You're coming with us to the institute." He paused for a moment. "Either you come willingly or I'll pick you up and carry you all the way there. Both choices are fine for me, both options end up with you in my bed." Jace grinned wickedly.

Sorry it's terribly short but if I didn't end it there, this chapter would've dragged on for hours! (Not that I think any of you would be to troubled by that) But anyway, review, tell me what you think! Any idea's for what should happen next? I'm open to them! Anyway, thanks for reading, glad I continued the story!