Hello! I know it's been more than a year since I last updated and the only thing I can say is I am sorry. I had no idea what to type until a year and 6 months passed and I am really, very, very sorry but I will do my best to update faster. This story has been going on for too long and I am almost done with the next chapter as well as half of the future chapters. I am hoping to finish this soon for all those who waited so long, again I apologize. I hope you enjoy this chapter. It is the longest I made so far and I plan to re do my other chapters but until then, I hope you like this.

She put on the jacket Izzy lent her before glancing at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were still red and she had huge, dark circles under her them but other than that, she looked pretty okay. She sighed as she pulled her brown hair into a high pony tail. She could do this. "One day at a time." She told herself and made her way downstairs.

She heard numerous voices and she could instantly tell that there more people in the living room. She glanced down to find that her assumption was right; there were more people, four more to be exact.

They we're chatting animatedly, the way friends do except she had a feeling there was more than just friendship because Jace currently had his arm around a red haired girls waist, another with colourful make-up was playing with Alec's hair and Isabelle was sitting closely beside a boy with rather pale skin but another girl with dark skin was sitting just as close.

The red head was the first to notice her and with a nudge to her direction, her presence was made known. She walked until she reached the last step and waved with as much friendliness as she could.

"Hi! My name is Chelsea and ummm..." She stuttered nervously but who was to blame her? What else were you supposed to say to people you never met. Luckily the red head came over and instantly smiled, extending her hand for her to shake.

"Hey! My name is Clary Fray. It's nice to meet you! That guy on the arm chair is Simon Lewis, the girl beside him is Maia Roberts and the other one beside Alec is -"

"Is Magnus Bane." The man stepped up and shook her hand rather firmly. "Thank you for the introduction Clary but there is no need. I introduce myself."

"Hello, I..love your eye shadow?"

"Thank you! I got it from a faerie acquaintance of mine. I should introduce you to her. She makes the best eye shadow. Come and sit down, there are a few things we have to discuss."

"Faerie? Did I hear that right?" She shook her head. There was no way, she probably dreamt that up. She sat down on the coach and asked.

"So...what did you want to talk to me about?"

Clary coughed as if to clear her throat before she turned to face Chelsea, a serious look in her eyes. "We all decided that it was best if we told you as soon as possible that way you wouldn't be caught off guard in case something happens...not that I'm saying something will happen but just in case." Clary quickly finished.

"Look, let's skip to the chase." Simon cut in. "The truth is we are Shadowhunters... Wait! I mean I'm a vampire so that makes me a Downworlder but Clary, Alec, Jace and Izzy are Shadowhunters. Sorry, excuse me."

"Yeah, excuse you." Jace scoffed.

"What? Honest mistake." Simon defended himself.

"As Simon was saying..." Clary interrupted, not giving Jace an opportunity to start another petty fight. "We are Shadowhunters and our job is to protect the world from demons."Clary then began to give a history about their race, their duties, the Downworlders, the demons and the war that just took place a few weeks ago.

Chelsea continued to listen, not saying a world, her eyes were wide in disbelief but other than that, she had no other reaction. Once Clary had finished, there was a moment of silence and everyone couldn't help but stare at the girl waiting for her to do something. They expected to scream and call them lairs, maybe even to faint from shock but what they didn't expect was for her to laugh and not the cute giggle kind but the loud, boisterous, belly clutching, in your face kind of laugh.

"Sh-o-h—my-wh-—HAHAHAHA!"

"This is serious!" Clary wailed. "I'm not joking!"

"I know! And I'm seriously not laughing!" Chelsea exclaimed, bursting into another round of laughter.

"It's true! Clary isn't making things up!" Simon defended. "I'll prove it to you! I drink blood! Umm..Not human blood of course but cat blood. See!" He pulled out a vial filled with dark red liquid and drank it's content in one gulp. "There! I told you!"

Chelsea gave him a deadpan expression. "You're kidding me right? You do know in some countries they literally cook pig's blood down, add the pig's intestines, cheeks and lungs and eat it? It's called 'dinnuguan'. You should try it sometime, it's kinda salty and spicy but still pretty good."

Simon made a face. "That is disgusting!"

"And your point in invalid."

"Yeah well! Uhh! Maia, you go."

"Wha-" She was about to complain even more but Simon gave her a pleading look and she knew she couldn't deny him and so with a sigh she got up and faced the non believer.

"Yeah, I'm a werewolf."

"You look like a girl to me." Chelsea raised a sceptical eyebrow.

"Would you give me a second? I can't turn into a werewolf just like that you know!" Maia snapped her fingers, annoyed.

"Alright, alright! I'm sorry."

Maia glared at her one more time and returned to the task at hand. She was about to start her transformation when Alec screamed. "Wait!"

"WHAT?!"

"I don't think you should be doing that in here. Werewolves can get grow exponentially and if you were to damage anything, mom would kill us. This is an old house, a lot of antiques." Alec reasoned out causing Maia to huff.

"Fine, not like I wanted to anyway." She sat back down and crossed her arms over her chest, scowling. Simon gave her an apologetic smile. Maybe he should have called someone else.

"Let me give it a shot." Magnus stood up causing a lot of glitter to fall to the ground only to have it disappear in a puff of smoke.

He walked over to her and sat on the chair's arm rest.

"Can I help you?" She asked, uncomfortable with the close proximities.

"Yes, I was always told that I have..interesting eyes..." With those words his pupils began to change into the colours of the rainbow before returning back to their original state. Chelsea couldn't help but stare in belief.

"Wow..."

"Thank you." He bowed dramatically like a maestro at the end of the performance.

"Those are some amazing contacts! Where did you buy them? You have to tell me!"

"Alright! That is it!" Jace stood up and marched over to Chelsea who looked at him with a raised eyebrow but Jace ignored her, pulling her by the wrist, he grabbed his stele and began to draw a rune. Chelsea screamed. "What are you doing?! Let go of me!"

"There! Did you all see that?!"

"Yeah! You gave me a tattoo you asshole!" She shouted at him, shoving him with as much force as she could before she ran up the stairs and to the room she was current occupying, ignoring the voices of the people who called out to her. When the door closed with a loud bang, Alec glared at Jace with as much anger as he could muster but Wayland simply shrugged, his golden eyes daring his best friend to go on.

"What the hell are you thinking?! You can't just draw a rune on anyone you see! Your reckless behaviour could kill someone?! Dammit Jace!"

"What are you screaming at me for? Weren't you the one who said I was going soft because I was helping a mundane? I just proved to you that she isn't! That rune would have killed her!"

"But to risk her life like that?! How could you even be sure she is one of us?!"

"Because before we went on our walk that day, I drew an invisibility rune on my arm and she still managed to see me."

"Wait-wha-?"

"I can turn invisible whenever I want. Don't judge me." Jace crossed his arms, making his point more effective.

"Well...I'm not judging you but we are in Alicante...there are no mundane around you know..."

"So? That doesn't mean I can't turn invisible."

Alec face palmed himself and sighed. "Alright, fine. Turn invisible whenever you want. It's not like its weird or anything."

"Thank you, I knew you'd see it my way." Jace gave him a triumphant smirk.

Alec got up and began to massage his temple. "You know, I think we should call it a day. I'm feeling a little bit drained so if you need me, I'll be outside."

With that said, Alec made his exit with Magnus and his glitterful attire following right behind him. The group quickly dispersed with Clary declaring that she had to go home and of course Jace being her boyfriend, he went with her. Maia mumbled that she had a meeting and quickly left after she said her good bye. Simon decided to go with Clary much to Jace's displeasure but surprisingly enough, the blonde bit his tongue and just let out a growl. Izzy didn't want to stay at home so she accompanied the group and they all crashed at Clary's place well into the night.

It was already 9 in the evening before anyone bothered to approach the still very pissed off girl and that person happened to be Magnus. He knocked but the reply he got was less from favourable since Chelsea assumed he was Jace and screamed at him to leave her alone. When she found out it was in fact Magnus, she ended up screaming at him instead. Magnus just rolled his eyes and unlocked the door with a twist of his hand, Chelsea threw a pillow at him the moment he stepped inside but he instantly caught it.

"Well someone is acting like a spoiled brat."

"Shut up. I hate it here and I just want to go home!"

"To that empty house? Your parents are dead. No one is waiting for you there."

Chelsea glared at him and Magnus merely shrugged before taking a seat on the bed. What he said may be rude but it was the truth and her behaviour had been getting a little bit annoying. When he saw that she made no plans to argue about his presence. He grinned.

"When you so rudely threw the pillow at me, I seemed to have lost something very valuable."

Chelsea gave him a blank look. "So?"

"Mind checking you jacket pocket for me?"

She was about to scream how there was no way the valuable object would make it into her pocket unless he was calling her a thief but one firm look from Magnus shut her up and all her other insults. She decided to humour the 'Warlock'. She reached into the pocket and was shocked when she found a picture. She pulled it out and examined the photograph before her mouth opened in surprise.

"This girl—she-"

"She looks like you doesn't she or rather you look like her." Magnus said fondly as if he was remembering some pleasant thoughts from the past.

"Her name was Victoria Delaurent and she was one of the first Shadowhunters I have ever known. While it is true that Downworlders and Shadowhunters do not get alone, it was much more severe back in the day, contact was strictly forbidden and for a family like the Delaurent's whose blood was so pure and who put following orders above anything else..well there is always one rebel in the family. Toria was always headstrong. She believed in teamwork and unity. Her parents didn't agree of course, typical, and so she took matters into her own hands. She frequently snuck out at night and that was how we met, at some old club by the pier. I remember looking at her and thinking "What business would a Nephilim have in a place like this?" But she was persistent and she was knew how to hold down her liquor. She could drink bottle after bottle and not feel a thing, provided many hours of entertainment, I got rich off my bets but that's another story.

"It was also in the same pub where she met her future husband. Yes, it was a joyous occasion if it wasn't for a fact he was a mundane. I was her right hand man at this little charade of hers, helping her escape her parents iron grip and then one day, she came to me and told me she wanted to marry him. I responded by telling her it was time for her to go home since she obviously consumed too much liquor but she grabbed my arm and looked at me straight in the eyes and I knew she was serious. Then she asked me to perform a banned ritual. She was basically asking me to change her entire being. She wanted me to remove the Shadowhunter blood in her veins. She wanted to be reborn as a mundane."

Magnus remained quiet for a few minutes, his expression was slightly pained as he stared out into the open window, deep in thought as he recalled that time in his memories

"...Did you do it?"

Magnus turned to her and smiled slightly. "I did tell you she was persistent and truth be told, her offer was a once in a lifetime opportunity because in exchange for performing the ritual, her powers would be mine but there is a reason it was consider a legend, I was putting both of our lives at risk. The ritual takes a lot of concentration and trust which was not very common between Shadowhunters and Downworlders and Shadowhunters are proud creatures so they would never ask help from a Warlock. I kept telling that the ritual was not the solution to her problem and she was crazy for even thinking about it but she kept insisting and insisting and finally, I gave in. We met up one night and when it was finished...she..."

Magnus bit his lip and looked away. Chelsea swallowed a lump in her throat, refusing to believe what Magnus wanted to say.

"Did she...?"

"Die?! Of course not! If she died then you wouldn't be here! Duh!" He thumped her on the forehead with his two fingers.

"Don't Duh me! You!"

"I was kidding, geez, calm down. I am an entertainer. I live for drama like this." Magnus laughed before grinning at her like some crazy cat. Chelsea growled. She really wanted to smack him on the head right now.

"Now, where was I? Oh right! The ritual turned out to be a success and I was very pleased with myself that I managed to complete it with the both of us alive but the hardest part was yet to come. I still had to give her a new face, a new identity then her beau and I had to work together to make it seem as though she got into a terrible accident which lead to her losing her memory. I decided it was best if she never saw me again so I visited her at the hospital one more time before I disappeared from her life, leaving her entirely to the care of her future husband.

The next few years were difficult for me. I had to call in a lot of favours to keep her parents from finding out the truth and luckily I succeeded. They died from grief and I honestly had no idea how to feel. I spent a lot of time thinking if I did the right thing then almost four decades later, I was strolling down the streets of London when I suddenly bumped into a little girl with the most amazing grey blue eyes, eyes I have seen only on one person. I heard a name being called and then I saw her. Her hair was gray and her face had aged but she still had that beautiful smile. The little girl scuttled away to her grandmother and her grandmother smiled at me and I was reminded why I did what I did. I never saw her again after that but I knew she was happy."

There it was again, the silence but Chelsea honestly had no idea what to say. Her mind was filled with questions and emotions but despite the fact Magnus allowed such deceitful thing to happen, she was thankful for what he did. It must not have been easy to never see a dear friend again but still have to carry the burden of protecting her. He was kind of like a guardian angel, a very shiny, eye shadow wearing, tight leather clad angel.

"I actually have something for you."

He reached into her leather cloak and pulled out a silk white handkerchief. He began to unwrap it to reveal a golden necklace with a round sapphire as the pendant.

"She gave this to me before we performed the ritual. She wanted me to have something to remember her by. I have kept this in my pocket ever since but now..I think it's time it was returned to its rightful place."

He slowly passed on the heirloom to her and she slowly ran her finger over the jewel.

"I know it is still hard to believe." Magnus said slowly. "But what I am telling you is the truth...I have been keeping an eye on her descendants since I saw her again all those years ago. I wanted to make sure they were safe but as each new generation was born...well..no secret can be kept forever and it was only a matter of time before the truth came out and here you are. You are a part of this world. You are a Shadowhunter. You may need some time to take this in and I understand but I want you to keep an open mind."

Chelsea nodded numbly. She was still in a daze. This was a lot to take in for a day but deep down, she knew Magnus wasn't lying to her. Sure, he may be elaborate and spend way too much time with his make-up but he was a decent guy who genuinely cared about those around him and so for the first time since she arrived she gave him a true smile.

"Thank you Magnus. What you did...it means a lot. You did so much for my family."

"No problem. It was an honour to have been part of her life even if it was only for a short time. Well, I think that is enough talk for one night. You should get some rest."

"Right, good night Magnus, thank you. I'm sorry I screamed at you earlier. I didn't mean to, honest."

"Don't worry about it. Your confused and hurt, it happens. I'd better get going. I'll see you tomorrow. Sleep well."

He gave her one last smile and slip out of the room, the door closing with a small click. He looked straight into the darkness and grinned.

"You can come out now Alec, I know you've been hiding their since I went to see her."

The ink black haired teen stepped out of the shadows with his arms crossed over his chest, obviously not amused.

"I heard everything." Alec said. His eyes focused on his boyfriend.

"I know you did."

"And?"

Magnus blinked, not fully understanding what the Shadowhunter was getting at. He thought about this for a moment before his face broke out into a huge teasing smile. He couldn't believe it! Alec was jealous. Could he get any cuter? Magnus walked sultry over to his boyfriend, wrapping his hand over his neck, pulling the disgruntled boy closer. By this time, Alec was already beet red and he quickly diverted his gaze, refusing to look at the Warlock in the eyes.

"Don't worry sexy, you know you're the only Shadowhunter for me."

Alec swallowed the lump in his throat. Even though they had already been together for some time, he couldn't help the way his face heated up whenever they got this close. He was such a school girl.

"Wanna kiss and make up?" Magnus purred at him and Alec immediately began to sweat.

"I...ummmm..."

"Don't worry. I'll lead."

Alec felt a hand on his chin, slowly turning his head until he was face to face with those cat like eyes. The other hand crept up and gently tugged his hair, closing their distance until they were only an inch apart. His heart began to race up as they drew closer and closer, his lips had just barely touched his partners when a voice caused the two to pull apart.

"Look, I don't mind your relationship but please, no kissing in the hallway." Robert Lightwood said sternly.

"And with that, I shall be going home now. Good night Alec, see you tomorrow." Magnus gave the boy a quick peck on the cheek and literally ran out of the house leaving Alec alone with his father. Alec smiled nervously.

"I'm going to...uhhh...Bye dad!" Alec screamed as he to this room, slamming the door shut. It was way too embarrassing to stay there a second more.

Robert sighed as he turned around and began to grumble about how back in his day, they had enough decency to not kiss in public areas.

Well that's it for now, I kinda like typing the Malec scenes, so hot those two. Hope you liked it! Please review!