Hi guys,

I'm sorry I didn't update yesterday, my laptop crashed on me and I couldn't get it restarted till today. Thank God none of my files were destroyed.

Anyways, hope you enjoy the chapter, I made it extra long because I felt bad about yesterday.

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Emma's POV

I was showing Clary her room. Hers was the furthest down the corridor and I had already shown Jace and Isabelle their rooms. After my and Julian's eventful walk, I had shut myself in my room. I needed some peace, to think and just to take a break from all the drama. I kept going over my conversation with Julian.

Had Sebastian really changed? I wasn't sure. In any case, he deserved to have his marks stripped for what he had done. I shuddered. Did I really believe that? Was I really that cruel? No, I decided. No one deserved that, no matter what they did.

I couldn't imagine having my marks stripped. It would be horrible. Seeing demons everyday and not being able to serve the purpose our race was made for. But then again, I wouldn't do the things Sebastian had done.

"So, Emma, how are you?" Clary broke the silence.

"I'm good, thank you. You?"

"I'm great, actually. Excited to see my brother. How is he, by the way?"

"Um… I wasn't really paying attention. Sorry."

"Oh that's okay. It's fine. Yeah, don't worry it's alright."

Well this was awkward… Please something save me now.

And then I saw it. My saviour! It was the end of the corridor. Thank the angel!

"So here's your room. To get to the library go all the way down, turn left, take the stairs up and it should be a little ways to your right."

"Alright, see you there."

Yes, freedom! I skipped down the corridor, leaving any trace of awkward at Clary's door. And promptly slammed into a wall. A glittery wall. I couldn't believe Arthur had actually let said glittery wall also known as Magnus Bane, High Warlock of Brooklyn into the Institute, but I guess it had to do with being part of the war hero crew.

"Sorry!"

The cat-man smirked at me. "Don't worry, you can make it up to me by telling me where Alexander's room is."

I raised an eyebrow. Smooth. And gross.

He stared back at me.

Ugh, fine. "Go that way. Second door on the left."

He smiled triumphantly and walked away, leaving a trail of glitter behind him. Hopefully he leans up before he leaves because I was not cleaning all this up. I tried to brush the dust from my clothes and skin but it stuck like extra super glue. Great. I sighed and went to the library.

Arthur looked up from a call with the Jia Penhallow. "Of course. We'll be ready to receive you at 5. 30. See you then." Jia disappeared.

"Emma? What is it you want? It's just, everyone will be arriving soon."

I frowned. He wasn't actually insinuating that I wasn't allowed to sit in on the discussion, did he? I opened my mouth to complain, but caught sight of Arthur's face. Fatigue was obvious on his face and he slumped in his chair as he sipped some tea.

Fine. "Okay. Sorry, Arthur."

He looked up, as if surprised that I hadn't put up a fight. And then his face softened.

"Thanks, Emma."

"You're welcome."

I left. Yay, I'd done my good deed of the day. My feet led me to Julian's room and I knocked on the door. "Julian? Please tell me all your clothes are on?"

His door opened. "Why wouldn't I have any clothes on?"

His clothes, which were in fact on, were splattered with paint. He had been painting. He opened the door for me. I ran in and jumped on the bed. Once the door was closed, he looked at me.

"Aren't you going for the discussion thing?"

Eloquent as always, Julian.

"I was going to, but Arthur disapproves, so I came here."

I glanced at the painting he had been painting. It was half-done. From what I could see, it was of me. Attacking Sebastian. How flattering. I looked at him and raised an eyebrow.

"What? I decided to document the most interesting event of the day."

Al-righty then.

"So, what do you think them homies are gonna do?"

I stared incredulously at Julian. "Homies?"

"I was trying it out. No?" I shook my head. "Well, in any case, I wish I knew what they're going to do to Jonathan…"

"You mean Sebastian? They'll probably wait for the Clave to arrive before making any big decisions, but I'm guessing stripping his Marks is going to be quite a popular option."

Magnus' POV

"We should strip his marks!"

"Isn't that a bit harsh?"

"He's done plenty to deserve it!"

"We still don't know whether that was his demon blood!"

"Even so, he can't just be forgiven that easily, just because of his blood."

"Yeah, think about all the things he's done!"

Blah, blah, blah. All shadowhunters knew how to do was talk. Talk and do very little. Anyway, they knew they couldn't do anything without the Clave, so frankly, this meeting was pointless. I'd rather be in Alec's room doing things no one wants to hear about.

"Can we do a mini interrogation?"

Oh, Isabelle, always the one quick to action.

"Yeah, I'd quite like to speak to my brother."

"Interrogation, Clary, not family reunion."

"Same thing."

Well, not quite.

The only good thing that was coming out of this meeting was the comedy in what everyone was saying. I quite wanted to kill the boy myself frankly, but not in the way the Clave does it. Too messy.

Clary's POV

Maryse and Arthur agreed to let Mum and me speak to Jonathan after they did a quick questioning. Yay!

Wait, what will I say to him? Will he want anything? I thought about it for a second, and it dawned on me that he would be missing man's true best friend. Food.

"Hey Mum. Let's go make Jonathan some food. He hasn't eaten in at least a few hours.

Maryse's POV

I looked at Arthur. He nodded. We were outside the room where Jonathan was being kept. We had been given permission from the Clave to make a minor interrogation and afterwards, Jocelyn and Clarissa were allowed to see him. I pushed through the door. Arthur had somehow managed to make the door only open to people who he allowed. I didn't know how, but it was impressive.

Sebastian (or Jonathan) was sleeping against the wall, but seemed to wake up as soon as w stepped into the room. He looked at us, his black- no wait, green? I just about managed to keep in my surprise and looked at him as firmly as I could.

"Sebastian- "

"Please call me Jonathan."

I frowned. "Sebastian, would you care to tell me why you are here?"

Jonathan's POV

"Sebastian, would you care to tell me why you are here?"

Okay, no beating around the bush then. I knew it was a mistake correcting her about my name.

"Um…"

"If you tell me now, you won't have to face interrogation with the Clave."

Okay, that was so a lie. Even if I did tell them now, I'd still have to confirm it holding the Mortal Sword. I stared at her.

"Fine, but we are just going to wait here until you give us an answer and we will not refrain from using violence if necessary."

Okay, that might not have scared me when I had demon blood in me, but now I couldn't help the tingles that went down my spine right then. I realised my composure might have slipped just then so I quickly adjusted myself.

"And, Jocelyn and Clarissa will have to wait a little longer to see you."

They were letting me see Clary and… Mum? I let out a breath and narrowed my eyes at Maryse.

"What's the catch?"

"No catch, tell us what you are here for and how you came back and you can see them."

I think she noticed my suspicious look because she went on, "I swear on the Angel."

Ooh, big commitments. But I suppose…

"Fine." They looked at me expectantly and I let out a breath. "I don't know how exactly I survived the sword. I don't think I did. All I know is that I was dying, the demon blood had left me, I said things to my mother and Clary and then I died. I knew it when I was dead, you know? Like, I was like a shadow behind my body, and…"

I caught their looks right then. They obviously didn't want to hear my thoughts on the afterlife. I cleared my throat. " Well, then suddenly this blinding light appeared and I was alive again with a mission. I don't know how I knew but somehow I knew and these words kept playing in my head," I paused, not knowing whether I wanted tell them everything. Maryse raised her eyebrow so I sighed.

"Save her, the Queen of the Lands, and when you do your fate be in her hands,"

"That's it?" Arthur looked confused. How? It wasn't that hard. Okay, it was slightly weird, but that was basically a Shadowhunter's life.

I nodded my head slowly. Yes. That was it.

"Alright. Your sister and mother will be along shortly. But don't try anything, we'll be watching."

Ooh, I was so scared. Anyways, it's not like I was going to do anything. Before I could say anything, Maryse and Arthur left. Which was probably a good thing, considering the last time I had spoken 'out of turn'.

But then as I remembered what was to come, I stood up and stretched, hearing my back pop as I did. I was a little scared, I think, because I didn't know what was going to come next.

Clary's POV

Mum and I had just about finished making sandwiches (that's was the most we could make in a short amount of time that would stay reasonably fresh because we didn't know how long the mini interrogation was going to take) when Jace came in to tell us that Isabelle who had been told by Maryse had told him to tell us that we could see Jonathan.

Mum went first, having been to the Los Angeles Institute before and somehow remembered her way around. I followed, but not before Jace told me to be careful. I agreed, because we didn't really know how much demon was still in Jonathan. Hopefully none.

When we finally got to the door, I couldn't help but marvel at how cleverly Arthur had constructed the runes on the door. It was a double locking rune along with a rune I had never seen before but understood to be one that allowed the drawer to control the door and effectively who it let in. Where had Arthur learned this rune? It definitely wasn't in the Gray Book.

I shook my head. I'll think about it later, for now, Mum was already walking through the door.

I froze as I stared at the boy in front of me. Everything about him looked the same: his white hair, his pale skin, everything but his eyes. His green eyes.

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