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I cling to Jace with all my strength as we are buffeted from every angle, it feels like being the ball in a pin ball machine, except are no walls or limits to direction. It makes me feel like putty. I squeeze my eyes shut as the portal suddenly lurches forward and I am flying through the air, violently landing on something hard. I open my eyes to find I'm on Jace's heaving chest. He looks at me with the same astonished look.

You have to be…trained to use a portal" He says through laboured breathing.

"Well I don't know where we are" I exclaim, looking around my surroundings. Well, I get as far as lifting my hand before getting greeted by a handful of sand in my face. I cry out.

"Clary! What happened!?" Jace asks me concerned.

"Sand! In my eye!" I wail.

"Sand? Okay Clary open your eyes"

"I can't! They hurt!"

"Okay, calm down I got this"

I feel Jace shift out from underneath me and his hands came to my eyes to help clear them out. When I can finally see clearly again, I'm looking straight into Jace's golden eyes.

"There we go, I can finally see those beautiful eyes of yours" He compliments with a look that makes my insides melt. He leans in and his lips connect with mine, both moving in perfect synchronization. I feel slightly empty when he leans away, although my hands are still entangled in his hair.

"As much as I'd love for this to continue, I believe that we are in the middle of nowhere" He says, gesturing to the vast expanse of sand dunes surrounding us.

"Well we're not in the middle of nowhere, it's a desert"

"A desert in the middle of nowhere"

"Fine, I'll draw another portal" I say, brandishing the stele. Jace catches my wrist first.

"You do know that no-one. Not ever, has anyone ever drawn a portal with a rune"

"Seriously?"

"Seriously."

"Awesome" I say as I draw the swirly patterns.

"Okay Clary, this time I'll think of somewhere to be and you just think about being with me. That way there's a fifty-fifty chance we'll end up where we're meant to be." Jace explains, grabbing my hand. I nod and step into the open portal. The stomach twisting sensation envelops me again as I'm tossed around again. I am violently lurched once more in a different direction. This time when I'm flung to the ground I don't land on Jace, more rather I land in the middle of a pile of logs. When I poke my head up I am surrounded by a bunch of strangely dressed men. I scream and scramble backwards.

"Oooka Pooka, mauna la?" One finger-painted tribal man asks its fellow as I watch in confusion.

"Unam" The other one replies nodding towards my direction. I stand up and back slowly away, looking for Jace only to find that I am completely alone and surrounded by tribal men.

"Uhhh Hi?" I ask in an attempted to converse with them.

"A god!" One of them yells and they all bend down to worship me.

"Erm…okay, I just have to go…have you seen my friend?"

"Friend?" One asks in confusion turning to another. They talk amongst themselves rapidly, occasionally casting furtive glances in my direction. I hear glimpses of words that sound suspiciously like 'sacrifice', 'the sky' and 'golden'. I clutch the stele still attached to my belt.

"Come" One of them announces and takes my arm to drag me through the trees on an awkward walk surrounded by tribal painted men wearing very little in the way of clothing. We stop once we reach a clearing surrounded by a bunch of tents, in the middle is a roaring fire and a throne is displayed to the left. Sitting on the throne, looking very smug is the very man I wish to throttle right now.

"What is this that you have bought me?" Jace asks giving me a wink.

"Ooka poina"

"Sorry Unda I didn't quite get that?" Jace asks the dude nonchalantly.

"An offering….for you" He murmured in pig English, but I was surprised they understood English at all.

"Goddess? For me? Mmm…maybe the girls could fix her up first? A bit of finger painting?" Jace said, milking the already unnecessarily complicated situation. I pull out my stele and brandish it in front of Jace.

"Jace, if you don't stop this now. I will take this stele and shove it up your-"

"She's armed! Unda, disarm her!" Jace interrupts me, prompting the man I assume was named Unda to wrestle the stele off of me. I protests profusely, but Jace merely looks on with mild amusement. He is clearly enjoying this. He takes the stele from Unda and twirls it around.

"Jace I'm being serious, we need to go now. So, give me the stele and I'll draw a portal and-"

"Clarissa, you are missing the point. We're being worshipped here, see look Unda makes great wine and you get the honour of being my goddess"

The other tribes people nod and murmur in agreement. Jace beckons to one of the females standing to the side and gives her some kind of orders. Before I know it I'm being taken off to a tent and pampered by a bunch of woman. As much as I protest my efforts always prove futile. They dress me in this strange flowing golden dress, which is fairly modest compared to what the other woman are wearing. The front has two straps (thank goodness), but the back comes down to the small of my back. The woman seem fascinated by my fiery red hair and emerald eyes and so paint all sorts of strange patterns on my face, arms, shoulders and back. The children running around have lots of fun braiding my hair and generally fussing around me. By the time I they were done I was fuming and ready to eat Jace alive.

They usher me out of the tent at night fall and gather around the fire for some big ceremony of something. They leave me alone and so I stalk up to Jace. When I approach him, he gives me a look up and down. Jace himself is shirtless and wearing light trousers, his chest decorated with the same finger-painted swirling patterns.

"Nice" He compliments.

"Jace I am going to kill you"

"Aww come on, it's just a bit of fun" He says, taking another swig of the drink in his hand.

"Yes and how long do you intend to stay here?"

"Oh I dunno, there seems to be a party tonight, maybe tomorrow morning? You can open a portal then?"

A loud raucous interrupts my retort as the tribe all turn to face us, they start heading towards both of us brandishing what look like very sharp objects.

"Jace?" I ask him, as he rises from his chair and starts backing away.

"Yeah?" He asks, returning my uncertain tone.

"Did they ever mention anything about eating people?"

"They may have mentioned it in passing" He admits, grabbing my hand and leading my briskly away. A loud cry sounds from behind us and he breaks into a sprint, dragging me behind him.

"You can open a portal right?" He yells, throwing me the stele. I catch it.

"Oh I dunno! You seemed a bit reluctant earlier!"

He stops behind a wide tree trunk and captures my lips with his unexpectedly. He breaks away in a hurry.

"My mistake, now, portal please. And you really do look nice like that"

I roll my eyes and sketch the portal on the tree.

"Right, now think of the Institute just outside of New York" He yells and cannonballs through the void, just as the tribes people catch up with us. The now familiar swirling, pin ball machine motion envelops us once more and this time Jace appears to drag me through instead of being lurched forward. This time when we exit, I end up on my knees. Jace immediately comes to my side.

"Are you okay? Look I'm sorry for what happened back there"

"You should be, look what they did to me!" I wail, gesturing to my attire.

"Sorry…" He says, running his hands through his hair.

"Never mind-"

"WHAT JUST HAPPENED!?" A voice yells and a bunch of other voices join in. I look up to find a crowd of Shadowhunters surrounding us, asking questions.

"She opened a portal!"

"What?"

"How?"

"Why are they dressed like that?"

"CLARY!" The unmistakable voice of Isabelle rings through the air. Isabelle looks at me in disbelief as she comes to hug me.

"Is Simon okay?" I ask.

"He's fine, we made it through after the train and…" I lose most of the conversation as my eyes lock onto Jace's, we share a look of relief and then Jace nods, stands up and embraces the crowd.