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eva: Yeah, I understand. The last chapter had more in than any other chapter (yay). Haha ikr. Kickass Jace.

YayitsCaroline: aha, no you're not. Hooray for Malec.

lost: uhhhhh *nervously clears throat* ha aha ha...

Crazypoptartdude: We all love Malec! Ahaha. It's not creepy, don't worry hahaha. Thanks.

riley207: I'm glad you do! I made them so close because in the books they're parabatai- they're closer than brothers, so i thought they should be closer than brothers in this, too.

SuShadowhunter from Ravenclaw: I have, like, 20 OTPs so hahaha. Good ol' Clace. I'm not sure about Sizzy; Simon wasn't meant to be a main character in this and Izzy wasn't going to be hugely important either. We'll see.

Queen Daenerys Targaryen: Hahaha hello again! I'm glad you like my writing; I was nervous about writing this, as I have said, because it's so different. I'm glad you came around to it though. Oooh someone else has suggested that idea... maybe. Ahhhh. Jace isn't a total jackass, he's just had it hard. And when he wants something, he'll do a lot to get it haha.

Virginia HerondaleRaffaeli: Ah, that's sweet, I hope so. Me too haha. Thank you.

JACEPOV

I could understand why one of the guys that beat up Alec was now cowering in a corner. I'd done the same with the rest. They was the ones now bloodied and beaten. Not enough, though. I wasn't going to kill them. Alec would probably be mad if I did- reformation and all that bull shit.

I picked him up by his shirt. "Are you sorry?!"

He looked terrified and, honestly, I don't blame him. I can't remember the last time I was this angry. He nodded frantically.

I threw him back to the floor. "SPEAK YOU PIECE OF SHIT."

"Y-Y-Yes." I raised an eyebrow and he quickly added on, "I-I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

I heard a crunch as I kicked him in the torso. I think it was his ribs.

"You will never EVER, even look at Alec again. Is that clear?!" Another frantic nod. "And I have contacts. I'll be keeping an eye on you and if I find out that you've done something like this again, I will finish the job." More nodding and stuttering.

I laughed humourlessly. "You are pathetic." After a kick to his face, effectively knocking him out, I walked off.

"What happened to your knuckles?" Clary was slouched across my armchair, not looking particularly interested even though she had asked. I stifled a sigh; she didn't even need a goddamned key. Again.

I shrugged at her question. "Some guys in my gang beat up my best friend who's also in my gang."

This got her attention as she whipped her head up to look at me. "What the fuck? Why?" See, this is one of the rare things that Clary and I can agree on; she knows that you should never shit on your fellow gang members- metaphorically or literally speaking.

"They found out he was gay."

"I hope you hanged them... by their balls." She was still staring at me and those green eyes suddenly said 'if you didn't, I will hurt you'.

"Of sorts." Clary relaxed and looked back at her nails then gave me a thumbs up to show that she approved. "So what shit film are you pulling out tonight, doll face? You know, you should be grateful. I spent the entire night with you, I could've been banging some bitch in a bathroom stall."

Clary rolled her eyes. "And they say romance is dead."

I scoffed. "Do I seem romantic to you?"

"I dunno, Romeo, you have potential." I was getting annoyed with her overbearing sarcasm; no wonder people hate me.

I made a sound which was hopefully translated into 'shut up now, you're annoying'.

"Oh, by the way, I have a list of contacts that we could sell the stuff to." She pulled out a scrunched up piece of paper out of her pocket and aimed it at my head. I'm doing a lot of dodging around her. Isn't she lovely?

I opened up the paper and there was a list of names next to what they'd pay, how much they'd want and where they were situated. Okay, I'll admit it (begrudgingly): she's pretty good at all of this.

ALECPOV

"For fuck's sake, Bane, I'm not a cripple." Magnus had an arm wrapped around my waist and was helping me walk to the living room after a lot of persuading on my behalf. Well, less walking more hobbling. I used his surname to prove how annoyed I was... and to slightly detach myself from him.

You see, Magnus- sorry, Bane- has always had the ability to make me blush. Whether it was a wink towards my way when nobody was watching or an innuendo not even aimed at me, he would be able to make me blush. I didn't like this. I wasn't exactly comfortable in my sexuality. I should be straight. I tried so so hard to be. My first kiss was at 13 when I first started considering my sexuality. I had even tried to have sex with a girl but I backed out at the last minute because it felt all kinds of wrong. Being gay wasn't something to flaunt, it was wrong, it was unnatural. That's why my dad threw me out when I told him. That's why I got beat up. That's why I can't be near Magnus. I don't want to accept any feelings for him or any male.

I know that I'm gay and I don't think that I can be cured or that I'll fall for a female. I'll simply have to... live alone. Yeah. Live alone. How hard could that be?

Magnus sighed. "I know you're not a cripple, Alexander. Don't be silly. I'll helping. Accept my help, I don't give it out much."

Granted, I did need some help walking but he was more or less carrying me. Eventually, we got to the sofa and I threw myself onto it as Magnus sat down next to me.

"Do you need anything? Food? A drink? Sleep? No, no, you couldn't possibly want sleep, how ridicu-"

"Magnus!" I raised my voice over his rambling. "I'm fine, really. I don't want or need anything. Thank you."

He nodded and we sat in silence for a few minutes until he spoke again, his voice soft and comforting. His accent made it so, when he spoke, it was like a warm blanket was surrounding you. "What they did, Alexander, it was wrong. It was not justified by you being gay, I hope you know that."

I frowned. "Of course I know that it was wrong-"

"I don't think you do. I can tell, you know. When you're around guys trying to hit on you, there's something in your eyes. Something like... regret. I'm not sure, but I don't like seeing it there. It doesn't belong."

I didn't know what to say to that or how to get him off the subject so I just shook my head and turned back to the TV which was unfortunately showing The Kardashians. Thanks Magnus.

I heard Magnus give out a sigh of defeat but somehow I knew that he wasn't going to give up anytime soon.

The drumming of the impatient man's lean fingers against the desk echoed through the large room.

A shrill ring sounded through the room as someone called his desk phone.

"Your majesty?" said the voice through the phone. The use of the words 'your majesty' made him smirk smugly. Peasants.

"It is he."

"Sir, we think we have an idea where they are." He could hear the nervousness in his voice. Fear and eagerness, too. Eagerness to please his sire and fear of what would happen if he failed to do so.

"And where is that? Come along, boy! I don't have time for this!"

"Eastern America."

"What? Not a city or even a specific state?! Just a general direction?! Listen closely and tell all of your friends and workers; you will find them and you will bring them to me. If you don't do it soon, I will kill each and every one of you. You're not hard to replace, you know."

The voice on the other end of the phone was now quiet and the fear was evident. "Y-Yes, your majesty. Of cou-."

The man hung up before the quivering voice could finish his sentence. Nothing or nobody will get in his way. He will get what he wants.

Okay, I am so sorry for not updating. I had meant to finish this chapter days ago but I had this fucking awesome idea for this story (even pieces of dialogue I could use) and I couldn't forget it so I wrote it down and planned a bit. I hope you don't mind but it was super important for me to write it down so I didn't forget.