Disclaimer: Do not own any of the Mortal instruments characters. The only things I own are Nixon and Elizabeth.
"Jace, why was Clary bleeding?" Nixon asked. "I don't know. When I found her, she was passed out at the base of a tree. I knew her heart stopped. When I picked her up, she was in a small pool of blood."
Back upstairs, Izzy was healing Clary, again. "Clary, how did you tear you're wounds open?" Izzy asked this because Clary had opened her eyes. "Well, Izzy, you know me. Whenever I get the chance I use my training." Izzy shook her head and sighed, "You need to stop doing that. If I wasn't still here, you would have died. Also, you need to tell Jace and Nixon who you are. They took the time to treat you and make sure that you don't die." Izzy said, as she finished healing Clary.
Izzy went downstairs, where the boys were sitting around Jace asking questions. When Izzy walked in the living room, Nixon asked, "Is she okay now?" "Yes, she'll be fine. She just needs to rest." Jace stood up and walked up the stairs. "Might I ask where you're going, Jace." Izzy asked Jace.
"I'm going to change my shirt." Jace told Izzy. She shooed him away. He walked up the stairs and into his room, where Clary was laying. "Hi Clary." Jace said as he walked over to his closet and changed his shirt. Just as he was getting ready to leave he heard a voice. "Hi Jace." Clary said. Jace turned around in shock.
"Clary, are you awake?" Jace asked as he walked over to Clary. "No, I'm not," Clary said smiling. "Clary, I know you're awake. So how about you open your eyes and look at me." Clary opened her eyes and stared up at Jace. "Hi there," Jace said.
"Hi, Jace. Will you help me go downstairs? If you do, I'll tell you who I am," she said, raising her eyebrows.
"Sure, I'll help you go downstairs. Is it okay if I carry you?" She shook her head yes. They walked out of the room and he carried her down the stairs.
Meanwhile downstairs, Izzy heard footsteps on the stairs. "That must be Jace," Izzy said to the boys. "Really, how can you tell that's him?" Nixon asked. "I can tell because I have sensitive hearing and because you know how Clary is hiding something from you? Alec and I are the exact same thing except for an extra training that only Clary does. And it was while she was doing that training that she got shot."
Just then, Jace stood in the doorway to the living room with Clary in his arms. "Jace, why are you carrying Clary?" Izzy and Alec asked at the same time.
"I'm carrying her because she wanted to come down. Isn't that right Clary?" "Yes it is. Jace, if you please, will you put me in that chair?" Clary pointed to the chair in the corner. Jace put her in the chair and walked over to the couch and sat down with his brother.
"Will you tell us who you are now, Clary?" Nixon asked Clary. "Sure, I'll tell you who I am. Alec, Isabelle, will you back me up here?" They shook their heads yes and got up and went to stand behind Clary. Clary stood up and started pacing. They were going to follow her but, she told them, "Stay there, my second in command, Izzy, and my third in command, Alec." They stood still and at attention. "Yes, ma'am," Alec said. He knew better than to disobey her.
"Clary, why did you just call them that?" Jace asked. "They are my partner's in crime. So to speak." Clary said, as she kept pacing. "Clary, shall we tell them who we are?" Izzy asked. "You two can tell them who you are if you want, but note, if it comes back to bite you in the ass, don't blame me."
"Well as you know," Izzy began, "like I told you earlier, our leader," she said as she gestured to Clary, "won't let me tell you who she is because that's the deal we mad." "Yeah, we know that." the brothers said.
"Izzy, let's just get it over with. You're wearing you're gear, right?" Alec sked his sister. "Yes, Alec, I'm wearing my gear. You know I NEVER leave the house without it on. You never know what we may have to face." Izzy said, she stripped her over shirt and pants. The boys turned their heads, well except for Alec. "I'm done," she said. They turned to face her, she was wearing all black gear, had a gold whip at her hip, and a few other weapons.
Next they turned to Alec who was wearing the same thing with the exception of the whip. He had more daggers on him. "Izzy, did you bring my clothes?" Clary asked.
"Yes ma'am. I brought them." Izzy reached behind her and got Clary all black clothes. But Jace noticed a difference. Clary's were gold trimmed. "Clary, why do yours have gold trim?" Jace asked. "I'm the leader of a large group of people. I can't blend in." Clary said as she walked to the bathroom that she knew was just off the living room.
"Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go change, but before that," Clary said, and turned toward Izzy, "do you have my stele?"
"Yes, I do. What do you need it for?" Izzy asked, as she pulled out an ornately carved gold stele. "You know why I always have my stele. It's makes me more comfortable." Clary said, as she walked over to Izzy and nicely took the stele from her. "I'm going to go change," Clary said as she walked over to the bathroom tht was connected to the living room.