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Elo

I felt weak. Dizzy. A blinding pain arched though my back and down my was excruciating. Evil. I started to feel it. A side effect. I started lighting up like a human torch. One tear and it would all be over. At least I could get rid of it. As long as I didn't cry. Okay, Satrina V Michael in my head was not fun, but this. This was worse.

Oh please please Michael, not now.

Not now Temetaria, but soon. The power of the divines cannot lie dormant forever.

Yeah, yeah, head, but not now.

Soon El. Soon.

Then my connection was cut off like a phone. Golden spots danced before my eyes as I looked down at a motif on the floor. An angel was standing in a lake holding a cup and a sword, looking all majestic and shit.

Raziel. The dude himself.

Temeraria was digging painfully into my leg as I stood up, my legs trying to betray me and send me crashing into the floor. But me, being the epic person I am, I refused to give in.

Jace and Sebastian were bellow me on the ground floor, god knows what they were doing, whilst I was stood on the second floor.

The place was pretty, but not as much as the London institute. I snapped a few quick shots with my phone before putting in back in my pocket. Rows upon rows of books and artefacts were set awkwardly against the curving walls.

"You were right Jace. This place is deserted." Said my favourite friend to hate, Sebastian.

"Obviously not." I snickered. "We are here. God, get your facts right!"

"El!" my annoying brother shouted. "You okay?"

"Grand. I'm on a roller-coaster that only goes up my friend." Yeah, along with the contents of my stomach and my intestines.

Sebastian laughed. It was a cruel harsh laugh, which meant black eyes.

What was up with the ever changing eyes of Sebastian?

"El, get the shadowhunters codex. It might help you."

I looked for it and it was near the stairs. I also picked up a 'Tale of two cities'. I remember Michael raving about it. On and on and on.

It was not a rave!

Yeah it was. Go back to what a subconscious does in their free time.

Always the same heh, Temetaria.

I looked inside the book. A hand written dedication was barley visible. But it could have been written by my own hand. I looked at the name in the fading ink.

Will Herondale.

Jeez this guy was everywhere. So why wasn't his parabati?

I was about to walk down the stairs when I saw something lying flat near an open glass case with golden rings. Strands of red silk littered the floor. But it wasn't silk. It was hair. Red hair.

I went over, and on the floor, the hair was connected with a short girl, maybe 16? With emerald eyes.

The same eyes that sometimes find me in Sebastian's face.

I crouched next to her and lightly tapped her on the shoulder.

She looked up and looked like a deer caught in the headlights. I held my arms up in a surrender gesture and reached for my stele. Her eyes gave me an unspoken question.

Is your allegiance with Sebastian?

I shook my head. She relaxed slightly, but not completely.

I set the stele against my skin, feeling the sting of it as the black lines spiralled out. I drew a rune that look like a joined up hash-tag. Her eyes widened as she recognised the rune by my veins at the same time I did.

Communication.

She grabbed her stele from the floor and traced the rune upon her arm, connecting it to mine. The rune flashed gold, like my skin.

Hello? It sounded like my subconscious, but it wasn't Michael. Must have been shorty.

Holy crap! Umm…. Hi. So who are you then?

Clary. Clary Fray.

What?! I said shocked. Clary. The one Jace never shut up about. The same Clary who is dating arrogant goldy-locks down there?

Her expression went wistful. Yep, definitely Clary.

Yeah, and you have his personality nailed down. Who are you then?

Elodide. Elodide….. hmm… alias or real name?

Alias.

Bird.

How did you get with my brother and Jace? She spat out 'my brother' like a curse.

Her brother was Sebastard? Jeez, I felt sorry for her.

Your brother is Sebastard? Man, screwed up genes. Trust me. It's a long story.

How is he? My Jace.

Not bad physically. Few cuts and scratches, but other than that fine.

Mentally?

Screwed up to hell and back.

Her mind voice went bitter I can tell. He and Sebastian hate each other. Last time I saw them together, alive, Sebastian and Jace fought to the death. Jace won and Sebastian was in a body bag.

Oh my god. My breath came in deep breaths

My brother.

Killed.

Sebastian.

One question burned in head

So, how the hell did he get back?

Clary was about to answer when I heard Jace call for me. Worst timing ever.

Good luck

Ditto.

Then somehow, I disappeared into the dark, the crushing weight of it too much for me to bear. I sobbed and sobbed as it was revealed, for Sebastian and Jace to see.

…

Sebastian

I looked around the see Jace crouching on the floor, next to a person having and attack on the floor, gold hair flying in every direction.

Elodide.

I ran and crouched next to her. Jace and I exchanged a look of fear and confusion. Tears were streaming out of her eyes, as she curled herself into a foetal position. Tears pudding on the floor. But the tears were hardening and changing into something.

Adamas.

I could feel the other me breaking free, but I just held on. Then I slipped away.

Johnathon

Only for a short time could I be with her. I could feel him fighting to reclaim me.

I put one hand under her chin and carefully lifted it up.

I thought she was impossible to break. But no. she was crying, tears like adamas. I looked into her eyes. But instead of the brown I had been used to expect, they were a white gold colour, her whole body lighting up, veins filled with gold, like live wires under her skin.

She looked like an angel on earth.

Beautiful.

She got up and ran, each footstep charring the pattern of her boots into the floor. She left one message charred into the floor.

I am so sorry…

I ran after her, following the trail of footsteps in her wake.

She was in her room, lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling. She touched the wall and it turned a dark blue, with silver spots like stars.

"What do you want, Morgernstern?" I felt pangs in my chest. She sounded so empty and I was shocked. I was caught off guard.

"Umm… I wanted to see if you were okay."

"Okay? Okay?!" She was mad.

"DO I LOOK OKAY? Oh I'm a freak. A freak of nature. How you must despise me, Sebastian.

I hated that name.

"Call me Johnathon" she looked into my eyes and I smiled shyly. She almost fell off the bed.

"Green eyes for Johnathon, Black for the bastard." She muttered under her breath. "Raziel, this is what he was on about."

"Glad to see your sense of humour has not be effected."

I grabbed her hand and she sobbed and rested her head in the crook of my neck. My arm snaked around her as heat radiated off of her. The only thing keeping me sane. I was burning but I didn't care.

"Ready to face him?"

"No, but I must tell you something Seb… Johnathon."

I looked down at her. Raziel she was beautiful. I longed for her. But I didn't have long.

"How this came to be"

She clutched onto my shirt as we were swallowed into the darkness. I thought I saw ice like frozen waves as we were submerged into the past.

…

We were back on the streets of York, in that little alcove where I found her. But she wasn't alone. Next to her, was a man.

He was in his late 20's maybe early 30's with raven black hair that was peppered with grey hairs and orangey, gold eyes. They must have been contacts. But they looked natural.

He was next to her, holding an antique sword, deadly sharp, but rusty and ragged around the edges. They obviously knew each other, but they were going on about books.

"I don't know why you won't read a tale of two cities. You will like that, Temeraria."

"Yeahhh….. No"

"Tem, I have got to tell you something. I am leaving."

El was fuming mad.

"No! You can't Michael! You are the only person who I trust! My only friend!"

I felt so sorry for her. Not being able to trust anyone. I held her hand more tightly as I felt her hand under mine, the small scars on her skin. The imperfections. The perfect imperfections.

Then time stopped. Everything stopped except, me, El, younger El and Michael. Then she started glowing and rose up. I saw her become a blazing star, like an angel.

Michael was looking unaffected, as they rose up.

"Michael, why the fuck am I a human torch?"

"Language. Because it is necessary"

"Have you ever seen someone glow before?"

"Yes" His bluntness was shocking. And then, wings grew out of his back and he was so bright, we both had to look away. Her hand was shaking, so I squeezed it reassuringly.

"El, my name is Michael, archangel and commander of the armies of heaven. I have tested you and found you worthy. Of 3 gifts. One is a charm bracelet. It will protect you Temeraria. It is also quite handy for other things.

The second is heavenly fire burning in your veins. It will burn out something of yours that shouldn't have been. It will burn out the blood. Constant vigilance!"

It sounded like he was quoting something from a book, despite everything, younger El smiled.

"The 3rd is…."

But I didn't hear any more. We were sucked back into the blackness, and Sebastian reclaimed my body as I was sucked into nothing.

…

Elo

I can't believe what I just did. I showed him that. But I didn't show Sebastian. I showed Johnathon. I didn't show the devil, I showed the angel.

He was back, but all business like.

Not Johnathon then. Not my Johnathon.

Thank god he didn't hear the 3rd gift:

The 3rd is acceptance. A family. A soul mate. One with ever changing eyes ever changing personality. 2 people in one body. I think you will pick emerald, not coal. And he, in turn will, choose you. Destiny will take its course.

Oh my god.

It was Johnathon.

"I'm gonna send you to New York for a bit. Get some stuff. Have a good time. We will portal you at about 7 back to where we are going."

Then another blackness claimed me.

I hate portal travel.

…

I was deposited on the streets on NYC. I quickly used a strengthening rune to make sure no other side effects.

I went out and grabbed some t-shirts, with book quotes, jeans and some more combat boots. I quickly changed into them, and a tee that said 'never trust a duck'. I needed to give them a medal. Or a hug. Or cake.

I also found out something about my charm bracelet. It was like a Tardis, or Hermione's bag. A disc could be manipulated with runes to store stuff in. Neat. I also had a load of money, because I had swiped Sebastian's credit card. What would be the billing address? The magical apartment, middle of no-where?

I walked into a coffee shop called Java Jones. Who knew you could get hot chocolate spiked with 4 double espressos? I hated coffee, but with interdimensional jetlag, I had been up for around 30 hours, so I needed caffeine. Immediately. I found a small table with 2 chairs, because it was so busy, the place was crammed except that table.

"Hey." I heard a voice above me. I almost spilled my hot chocolate as I looked up.

Brown hair, brown eyes, pale skin with a gamer tee. But what made me almost spill my chocy goodness (and he was gonna pay for that) was his too pale skin, and slightly enlarged teeth.

"Can I sit here? Everywhere else is full."

"Sure then bloodsucker."

He smiled ruefully and said,

"You remind me of someone. Ever heard of Jace Herondale?"

I nearly choked. He knew my brother?

"No why? And how the hell can you walk in the sun?"

"Daylighter. I know it sounds like a gaming term but yeah. No reason, you just look like him. And sound like him. And same fears." He nodded towards my tee meekly.

I smiled. This kid was nice. A pain, but nice.

"I need someone to talk to. Can I talk to you?"

"Shoot. I feel like Jeremy Kyle today. I'm in a good mood. Can you do the same for me? I have massive issues."

"Not as big as mine" daylighter said. Haha kid, you have no IDEA about my issues.

"So I'm Simon Lewis and I have liked this girl for a long time….."

He just went on about this girl and about his mother's denial about being a vampire.

"Mate, the girl who you fancy likes you. Definitely."

"You sure?" he said with a nervous kind of hopefulness

"Yeah, I am a girl after all."

My phone buzzed and I had a text from my arrogant sibling.

U ok? Where r u?-sxy hot stuff

I typed back

I'm fine. NYC, java jones, being Jeremy Kyle to some bloodsucker. Ur not sxy hot stuff. Live with it!

I added him as one of my contacts and sent the message. I noticed the hash tag rune on my arm. Ok then, I didn't fade, it was permanent. Crap.

I had a permanent connection with Jace's girlfriend. Awkward.

I then told Simon all about my problems, leaving stuff out, like names, places and certain events.

"I'm Elodide Bird and I have major issues….."

It was 2 o'clock. It turned into 6:45. Oh god.

"Dude, they are issues…. So what was his name…? Harry…. He likes you. Totally. And as for your brother Eric, just hurt his ego, my best friend has a boyfriend like that. Works all of the time."

I had a feeling he was talking about Jace. Hmm… works all the time… I might try that.

We then exchanged phone numbers and I took a few pictures of the shop and the streets of New York that Simon showed me around. Then I went into an alley and drew a portal on the wall and added some strength runes and a rune of my invention that I called the 'don't chuck up in a portal' rune.

Simon was behind me. Jeez, he was quiet.

"Where are you going?"

"Not a clue."

I envisioned Sebastian then. I was going wherever he was. I'm not missing out on the action.

I turned towards Simon, gave a mock salute and fell back into oblivion.

…..

I appeared next to Sebastian, who was near a white door in a house, ear against the door. Ah, the good ol' fashioned listening in.

I was pissed off. He could tell. I glanced at the clock. 1:30 am. So, I has been in the portal for ahh... 6 ish hours? I really needed to perfect that.

I was about to get a knife out and stab him when he gestured for me to come closer and said

"Your brother is the worst romantic I have ever heard!"

So I listened. I heard Jace pleading with a girl saying

"I still love you"

I snickered. Sebastard was right, he was pathetic.

"Time to crash this party" I said as opened the door and walked in, Sebastian just ahead of me.

….

The first thing I saw was Jace making out with a girl on the bed. Dude, refine your techniques.

He noticed us and sat up. He looked unaffected as the girl looked totally embarrassed.

"Well well. You may have the worst timing since Napoleon decided the dead of winter was the right moment to invade Russia."

I looked closely at the girl over Sebastian's shoulder. Well, just, since he was a bit taller than me. Inconsiderate. Crimson red hair, green eyes. Clary

Two times in one day. What are the odds?

"That's my sister you're defiling there."

"Jeez Jace stop groping her! You are the most pathetic romantic to ever walk the earth, I tell you. Refine you technique, brother dearest."

"Brother Dearest?" Clary said stunned. Oh, must have 'forgot' to tell her.

"Yeah, I wasn't that honest with you before. I'm not Elodide Bird. My real name, is the one, the only, Elodide Herondale!" I gave a mock bow

So… we still have that connection?

Yeah. You're not the only one to invade my head. You Satrina and Michael. Yay.

Can you get my brother out of here? I need to talk to Jace. Alone.

I smirked. I could get revenge.

With pleasure.

I pulled Sebastian out of the room by his neck. This was gonna be fun!

I pulled him along to the kitchen where he then found himself with and angry girl resting a dagger in his throat.

"Why" I said though gritted teeth "Did you 'forget' to portal me?"

"I wanted you to be safe…"

"Safe?!" I laughed

"I WAS NEVER SAFE! I WILL NEVER BE SAFE YOU ABSOLUTE….."

Then I saw something in the corner of my eye. A woman, with red hair and green eyes in a frayed tee with water in her hands. Then she screamed as the water hit the floor, smashing.

….

"Johnathon. Oh my baby"

Sebastian was frozen still with shock. Then the woman noticed me. Must have been Sebastian's and Clary's mother.

Then she noticed me. Kinda hard not to since I was pointing I knife at Sebastian, my eyes saying we will finish this later. The woman put her hand over her heart.

"My goodness…. Celine…"

"Mrs Fray I presume? Umm… Hi. I'm Elodide. I would say it is nice to meet you but it isn't, and I won't lie, but… anyway, let's GO Sebastian"

But he refused to move.

"Are you related to Jace?"

I simply nodded. Then Clary came rushing in, Jace a few steps behind her.

Mrs Fray and Sebastian were having a heated conversation. Ah, the mother and son bond.

EL! DO SOMETHING! Clary. Gosh, didn't have to shout. I rubbed my temples and said back

Cant. unless it gets violent. Fate is a bitch, she gonna have what she wants.

Just as I said that, Mrs Fray, sobbed and put a knife next to Sebastian's heart. Oh god. She was about to drive the knife in when I chucked my knife. It hit with pinpoint accuracy and knocked it out of her hand.

"You won't tell the clave?"

"No."

"Then let's go."

Then I saw a man stood in the doorway, with brown hair and blue eyes. Holding a shotgun pointed directly at Sebastian.

Then he fired. Jace slammed into his as the shot hit the window above my head. I shielded my face as glass rained down on me.

Then the man backhanded Jace across the face. I ran up to him, about to hit him myself when I saw a knife go into his ribcage.

Sebastian's knife.

I ran to Jace screaming, as Jace grabbed Sebastian and we portaled away. Then I felt something collide with my head and I was out cold.