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Jace

"What? We both said together

I felt all the colour drain from my face and I felt like I was falling. Falling into an unknown precipice of shock and doubt. Elodide was clutching the table as her mug fell to the floor, the liquid seeping across the tiles. A crack was heard as the mug broke, shards littering the floor and mixing in with the tea.

But no-one made a move to clean it up.

Sebastian was smirking but concerned as he looked from me to El. She clenched the table with her left hand, the star shape clearly visible.

He said softly to Elodide "do you remember anything about your life before? Anyone like us? Anything may help even if it was in a dream."

"Even in a dream?" she muttered

"Spill" I said, my voice so cold it shocked me.

El just gave me a look of pure death. If looks could kill, I think I may have one of those knives embedded in my chest, her brown eyes like concentrated poison. But under that she was scared of what the truth may be.

"Paper" she said, her voice rising into a half shout, her accent becoming thicker by the minute.

"What?" Sebastian muttered

"And a pencil!" Sebastian sighed as he walked out into the small library.

Whilst he was gone, I and El were just staring at each other wondering if we were related. It couldn't be true.

But the evidence was staring me in the face. Same hair, only hers was impossibly long, almost reaching her waist. Same features, same glint in her eye that told me that she was the master of sarcasm and insults. She couldn't be as good as me though. The only thing that was different was her eyes. Whilst mine were gold, hers were a brown colour with gold in. Must be from Celine. Our biological mother. But like me, she never classed her as her mother. She didn't have a mother whilst mine was Maryse.

Whilst I was thinking about this Sebastian walked in a chucked some paper on the table.

"So what is it you want to show us?" I said.

But she was away. I recognised the concentration on her face as I came up behind El and looked over her shoulder.

You could have heard a pin drop. The scratching of the pencil made me look down.

She was good. I admit that. She had captured 2 shadowhunters perfectly, in the midst of trying to grab something on our side of the paper. I was literally like someone had took a photo.

She chucked the pencil towards Sebastian, as he was engrossed in some papers, the pencil just going to the right of his ear, nicking off a bit of skin. From her expression, she meant to do that.

"Finished sweetheart? He said, his voice dripping in malice.

She looked unaffected as he looked down at the paper. He looked shocked. It was the first time he had saw emotion from him since….

The memory was wiped from my mind as soon as it came.

Sebastian was staring down at the paper, looking like he wanted to burn it.

I looked again, I now recognised the shadowhunters.

Hodge.

And Valentine.

"How?" I said in a whisper towards El

"Oh! Photographic memory a shed load of talent if I don't say so myself, pencils, paper…"

"No. how did you see this?"

"In a dream, but I think it was a memory. Who is it?"

Sebastian muttered "our father, well my biological father, Jace's adopted one and Jace's tutor"

"What happened to them?"

"Dead"

Rage surged within me. Valentine. That evil so called person. At least he got justice and was in hell now.

"This all adds up." Sebastian said, his eyes glazed.

"What?"

"The star on the hand, the personality, the features"

"Hey I am still here!"

He continued "the backstory and the notes…"

"What notes?" I asked

He slammed the papers down on the table, hiding Valentines face from view. He then began to read

"The children are doing well, but Stephens's girl is weak. Whilst her brother progresses, she does not. She never has. I cannot kill a child, so I must send her away to an orphanage. A mundane one. It disgusts me but I have no choice. I will collect her when the time is right."

"Weak?!" she muttered. "Why the little…." The she started saying a few words that Valentine would not approve of.

"See?" Sebastian said "it all fits"

"No" I muttered, fear of the truth gnawing inside me. I was not falling into a precipice any more, but a paper precipice, filled with notes of Valentine.

"Yes Jace. She is your Sister."

Sebastian

I could not believe I was saying those words.

But then again, it all fit. She was Jace in girl from, but less annoying and cuter, obviously.

Wait what was I saying? To love is to destroy. But Jace forgot that and he got Clary.

Clary…

I saw Jace hug Elodide, looking like the air was coming out of her. I was not surprised when she started hitting him, forcing her to let go

"Aww my ickle sister has some bite!"

"Shut it. So what do we do now?" she turned towards me as she said these. She looked so confident, radiant. I liked that. Seeing her gear made me decide.

"We train"

She unclenched the table as she walked off Jace just in front of her. I noticed a handprint scored into the table as I walked off, the smell of burning following me.