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Elo

The moment we hit the pavement outside the hotel Jace screamed like a little girl and jumped about 10 feet in the air. Literally.

"Oh My God!" I laughed, clutching my sides whilst still on the floor

"What?"

"Your face! Priceless!" I was having a laughing fit in the floor whilst Jace towered over me like a giant. A golden angry giant with an ego the size of planet Earth. With issues.

He held his hand out to help me up. I grabbed it and got pulled up. But he underestimated how light I was and I went flying.

"Git" I muttered under my breath

"Raziel, woman. I know women throw themselves at me, but really El, you're my sister?!" he said with mock horror

"Shut up"

"So what do you want to do now?"

I saw the London eye in the distance. An idea formed in my crazy head. I smiled a truly evil smile. I'm surprised Jace didn't recoil. But then again; siblings know one another. Great minds think alike. Or fools never differ. I think it was option C.

"Put a glamour rune on. This is gonna be epic."

"Oh god El" Jace said groaning. "I hate you"

I told Jace the plan once I had cut my hair to my shoulders. I hated my long hair. It annoyed me. I did offer to make Jace a wig with the remains, but, no dice.

Anyway… my plan. We ran to the London eye, and Jace being Jace, used his glamour to punch two of the attendants. I couldn't contain my laughter. Then he barged in the line.

"Plan?"

I didn't say anything, just got out two ropes and pointed upwards. He went pale, but didn't say anything.

One we were strapped in he went and screamed like a girl. Whilst I was screaming in joy.

Once we were at the top. I smiled.

The view was spectacular. You could see for miles on end. Big ben to my left, Buckingham palace to my right, the wind in my hair. Beautiful. But then I saw a small patch of air, like heat in the air, rising off of an old church.

"What's that?" I said to the paper white Jace.

"The institute… Now can we get down?"

"No. Stop being a wimp. Can we go there?"

"I'm kinda on the run so… NO."

"Aww Jacey the Ickle rebel."

I undone the secure knot that held me on the structure of the eye. I went to the edge of the structure… Jace was having another moment of older brother-ness.

"El, El, El. Don't you dare. It's dangerous!"

"But we are shadowhunters, that what we do"

Just before I jumped I said "Savoy hotel. Entrance. 1 hour."

I was about to spring when my Subconscious said

It's dangerous. Don't do it.

Shut up Michael. That's what you liked about me anyway, the reckless teen.

True true.

Catch you in a bit, head.

Then I somersaulted down and let the murky water of the River Thames claim me and my body.

My first assumption: water is wet. Second: why is my vision blurring? Why can't I breathe?

You're in the water you IDIOT El! Get out now or I think I will be seeing you soon!

Crap.

I swam up, relishing in the oxygen that eased my lungs as I coughed and spat out about half of the river. Yuck. I heard a scream and I looked up. There in his golden glory, was my brother having a panic attack on the top of the eye. I laughed as I was keeping a- float and gave him a thumbs up. I swam to the bank and clawed my way out of the river. If anyone found a sopping wet teen just emerging from the river weird, they didn't say. I noticed my rune still going strong. With one swift movement, I traced a line though the rune, making it fade and disappear. Persuasion runes in place I walked into the hotel.

"Excuse me!" I said to the desk attendant. "Someone just pushed me into the river and I... I... need help. Could I quickly go into one of the rooms and freshen up? Please…. I'm so cold…."

"Of course child!" Heheheh. Persuasion runes working then.

"Let me get you a room for a while, whilst I call the police." By the time the police were here, I would be gone. Looking like a different person. Well, a shadowhunter to be precise.

Once I had been lead into room 394, I had a quick wash then closed my eyes.

Oi head.

My name is Michael. Not head. What's up Temeraria?

I nearly cried at this childhood nickname. Reckless suited me so well. Trust Michael though. The Latin scholar. It must be him hacking my head. Who else would be that crazy? Or hack my head. He hacked the bank once. Now THAT was a funny sight.

You know what's up Mi.

Yeah yeah El, I know. Rune that makes you identical to one of the shadowhunters, with backstory and personality around other people yeah.

Soo…. Since your epic….

Fine. But don't say I didn't warn you.

Then a rune appeared in my eyes. Before I knew it, my hair was brushing my waist and I turned in the mirror. I gasped. My eyes were a dark brown, almost a black colour. I was around my height, and had long hair the colour of ink black.

I thought about personality and looks. Personality was easy, similar to my own, but as for the looks. Oh god. I got visuals of, short, too tight dresses and high heels

Oh god. Really? MICHEAL!

I did warn you. In a bit Temeraria.

Then I got images in my mind. In all of them she was wearing a dark red pendant, like a ruby. There was no time to replicate it so I had to draw a summoning rune in the air. Then it hit the floor. A dark silver chain held it together, the runes on the back sparkling in the noon light.

I also put a rune to turn the t-shirt and jeans into a dress, like a short, clingy second skin. Urgg.

I walked down the stairs and I saw Jace. I ran over and he looked like he had saw a ghost.

"Izzy. Oh Iz. I'm so sorry….."

"Who is Izzy? Jace you look like you have saw a ghost."

"Oh it's you El."

"Who's Izzy? Am I Izzy?"

"Izzy is my adopted sister."

"Ohhhh….." Give me your arm.

"Why?"

"Do you want to look like yourself when you walk into the arms of people who are hunting you? Err no."

So he did. I used the same rune and scooted him over to the mirror.

Whoever this guy was, he was related to Izzy. Same hair and features. But instead of charcoaled eyes, these were a shocking bright blue, with hints of darker blue.

"By the angel" he breathed. "Alec"

He touched the parabati rune on Alec's arm.

The exact same place where his rune was.

"Parabati?"

He nodded. I didn't want to drag him away, so I put a rune on his clothes. Immediately, they turned into jeans and a too baggy t-shirt.

I smiled and dragged him away from the hotel, towards the London institute.

"Sooo….. How do we get in?"

"Use the front door, idiot."

I walked up to grand wooden doors, triple the size of me. They were carved with elaborate runes and protection symbols. I thought I saw a girl around our age, with blonde hair and a white gown, from Victorian times, stained with… blood? No way. I looked again, but she was gone.

Once the door had opened, I stood looking at a middle aged man, with bright blue-green eyes and dark hair streaked with grey.

"Ah! Isabelle and Alexander Lightwood! How are you doing children?"

I got annoyed then. Children? But then I tapped into her personality and regained my composure.

"Not well Mr Blackthorn. You must have heard about our adopted brother Jace?" Jace cut in. Weird hearing him talk about himself in the 3rd person. Just plain creepy. At least I could get some answers here. Like a fill in the blank. Only there were a load of blanks.

"Yes yes. Of course. Terrible circumstances. I'm so sorry."

"We have been searching for ages and could we just have a quick rest in safety of the institute. I don't want to rest, but we have no choice." I said

"Come in, come in. I'll take you to the library, with all of our records and books. It may help you, as it is a great library."

We thanked him and followed him inside. Once we had got to a set of large double doors Mr Blackthorn said his goodbyes and left. Jace pushed it open and I gasped.

It was huge. It was beautiful. Books lined everywhere. He laughed at my reaction, which caused me to scowl. But I couldn't. Books filled my world with happiness and regret. Michael owned a book shop before he was homeless. That's probably why I loved them. A tribute to my friend and surrogate father.

I saw a word carved into wood, with a load of old books and scrolls around. Huh. The word was 'Institute History'. It also had artefacts around it, including swords and daggers. One of the swords had a small note attached.

Hello.

Whoever you are, hello. My name is Will Herondale. If you are also a Herondale, keep reading. If not, Goodbye!

I continued, perplexed by this and continued.

Anyway, since you are my descendent, you probably are good looking, like me! I leave this in your care. Use it well. Also, if you have the violin too, this is your right. The violin was, and is my Parabati's.

Use these well.

W.H -1879

I looked again at the blade. A steel blade the length of my leg, maybe shorter. The blade had herons carved onto it and some words. I picked it up. Light as a feather, the handle fitting in my grasp like something custom made for me. The light caught on the blade shining on a sentence. I froze.

My name is Temeraria.

Holy Fudge.

I grabbed the scabbard with shaking hands and attached it to this flimsy outfit, charm bracelet clinking as I done up the belt that secured it in place. It also had loops for seraph blades, the stele's I think that's what they were called and knives.

Jace came up behind me and put a hand on my shoulder.

"New sword?" I nodded mutely and put the note in his hand. His eyes scanned over it as he smiled.

"Research him?"

I nodded and said "And his Parabati, Jem Carstairs."

We looked all around. Lots on Will. We even found a family tree and traced him to Jace's name. Obviously an ancestor. But, nothing on Jem. Only a single page, saying he died from a drug addiction. Then 1 page saying he had been made a 'Silent brother?' No idea.

Then my phone started playing my ringtone and I picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Hi, El its Sebastian." Huh. So no hard feelings for the punching then.

"How did you get my Number?" I demanded.

"Whilst you were out of it, we took your number and programmed it into each of our phones. Ask Jace." Another thing my brother 'forgot' to tell me.

"What do you want?"

"You like books right?"

"Yeah….. So?" I said, twirling a lock of my blonde hair

"Meet me at Leicester square cinema. You're gonna wanna see this."

Then he hung up.

"Oi Jace, you coming?"

"Nah. Gonna have a wander around."

"Alright then" I said. Drawing a portal on the floor and cutting the two runes that turned me into Isabelle and her clothing. I also attached a Note to the necklace and sent it away to the Real Isabelle.

Then I jumped

Izzy

Mum is going to kill me. I lost the family heirloom as well as my brother.

Then something hit the back of my head. I turned around and picked it up. My necklace. But there was a note attached.

Hey.

Shouldn't have to use this again. Probably.

E.H

The scripture was familiar. It was similar to Jace's.

Oh Raziel.

Elo

I jumped out of the portal, almost landing on Sebastian. Again.

I was pretty annoyed that he took me from a library. This had better be good.

"What do you think you are doing? I said, trying to calm myself. No side effects now. I don't think portal travel agreed with me.

He just handed me 2 slips of paper. I looked closely. Cinema tickets to…. I did a double take, but there was the writing on the paper.

The Fault in our Stars.

I almost had a fangirl heart attack.

I pulled Sebastian along, as I smiled.

2 hours later….

I felt the wetness of tears brush my lashes. Urgg. I loved this book. But it was so SAD. The film was the same.

He looked at me then as I rested my head in his black t-shirt. I looked up at him. His eyes shone like beacons. Emerald beacons. I looked at him as he smiled and whispered in my ear

"It's ok El, its ok." And then, to make life more confusing he held my hand. Whaa….

Without his copyright sneer, he was beautiful. His green eyes searching my brown ones. We just stayed like this until the movie was over.

The moment the lights turned on, we stood up. He blinked and the huzzah, copyright was back with a vengeance. So were his black eyes, like the so called acid injected to me.

At that moment I wanted to be like him. Horrible, unforgiving, and burn down the world. Yes, burn the world.

Yes child. Crooned a soft voice. Take it all. It sounded like my subconscious. But it wasn't Michael. It was Satrina.

I fought as hard as I could to get out of her embrace. Once we had got out of the cinema, Jace was waiting for us as I drew another portal, and we stepped thought it.

I had found out many things in London.

Jace really didn't like heights

My life was officially screwed up

Sebastian was a real life Jekyll and Hyde

Sebastian was more screwed up than me

He may have the poison acid thingy in him

I had an ancestor whose personality was exactly like my brothers who was possibly a nut job

The sword and violin were somehow connected to the nutter

Satrina was fighting against Michael in my head to become my subconscious

Jace had an adopted brother and sister

I had been on my first ever date, however non-official

Ok, that was officially messed up.

Johnathon

She made me smile and laugh.

I loved her. Johnathon Fairchild loves Elodide Herondale.

But I was never here.

He was. The Other me.

He only tolerated her.

I don't know how she did it, but she took away him, leaving only me.

But something happened. As I struggled against Lilith's blood so did she.

Then he took control of me and I was nothing.

Only a Dream

Only a Memory.