She was sitting at the kitchen table when her brother came back through into the room. He was dressed the same as he had been earlier but now he was wearing his large black gear boots and held his jacket tightly in one hand. Clary was curious as to where he was going, she knew if he created a portal she would miss her chance with him as Jonathan. Her plan was going to be difficult, she was aware of that and now her brother was making it impossible.
"Where are you going?" She questioned him politely. Being nice to Sebastian was also apart of her gameplay because she knew if plan her didn't work then she would be stuck here with him, either for the rest of her life or until she was rescued. Once she spoke she picked another grape from its stem and popped it in her mouth, when she raided the fridge she had been left disappointed. There hadn't been a lot in there just cheese, milk, mayo and a box of red grapes.
"I am going to go deal with some things, I have secured the house with runes so don't bother trying to make a run for it." He looked at her and his lips tugged up into a smile. "I won't be long, a few hours." He stated and Clary could feel the blood drain from her face, she didnt' want to wait for him to come back what if she missed her chance. She couldn't wait until tomorrow.
"Can I come?" She blurted out quickly and she watched his eyebrows pull down together as he frowned as if sussing out her plan. Clary's stomach knotted and then he spoke. "No." Was all he said then turned his attention to the far away wall and grabbed his stele out of his jean pocket. Silently he placed the stele against the large cream wall and started drawing the rune. Clary hadn't noticed she was out of her chair as the portal opened and was running towards it. Sebastian turned his head when she was almost near him and smirked at her before she collided with him. Her brothers arm was woven tightly around her waist as they fell through the portal and within seconds Clary could feel the soft sand underneath her feet and the smell of the ocean.
When she opened her eyes she was standing on a desserted beach. The sun that shone down on them should have made them warm but she shivered as the wind blew around them both. She looked up and saw the grey clouds that swarmed the sky making their way over to the dull glowing sun. Looking back down she gave her surroundings a quick glance, the ocean that was too her left didn't look inviting as it's dark waters lapped onto the sand. She pulled herself out of her brothers grasp and turned to look at him.
"Where are we?." She spoke through gritted teeth as the cold wind lashed at her again, leaving a trail of goose bumps along her arms and legs. She was grateful when Sebastian placed his jacket over her shoulders and she pushed her arms into the sleeves almost sighing with relief when she started to warm up. The cold didn't seem to bother him. She stared up at the blonde boy in front of her wondering if he was purposely ignoring her and he looked down at her, a smile playing at his lips. He coughed clearing his chest before speaking.
"Welcome to bonnie Scotland, m'lassie" His grin was huge now and Clary refrained from laughing at his pathetic attempt at the accent. She shook her head up at her brother. "That was awful, you do know that right?" Her lips curved up to form a smirk then her hand was being grabbed by Sebastian and he guided her across the sand towards where a row of small shops lined the promenade. Sebastian stopped at the edge and surprised Clary when he told her to climb onto his back. She stared at him blankly and then his voice came out sharp and he was clearly annoyed. "It's either that or cut your feet, your choice." But as he spoke he was crouching himself down like he knew her decision and he had guessed wrong, she walked past him and instantly regretted her choice.
Small sharp stones felt like they were sinking deeply into the soles of her feet with every step but she ignored it. Sebastian was well in front of her now disappearing in to one of the many shops, by the time Clary had reached it he was emerging out off it and he was holding a large plastic bag. He yanked the black box from the bag and opened it revealing to Clary a pair of white shoes. Without any hesitation she was was grabbing them and slipping them onto her sore feet curious to know how he knew what size to get her but she didn't bother to ask.
"Why are we in scotland?, are we going to visit Edinburgh for the day?" She had meant it to sound sarcastic but when she spoke it came out like a normal question. Of course she shouldn't have been surprised when he replied but she was. "Yes and no, for you it will be but not for me." He started walking so she followed. He led her down a side alley between two shops. "Since you hijacked my portal, I wasn't fully concentrating on where I was going." He said scolding her and started drawing the familiar rune onto the brick wall.
This time when she stepped through it she wasn't disorientated as she had been the last time, her brothers arm was wrapped around her shoulders. She found herself standing in another alley, the ground was cobbled and the buildings around her were tall and bricked. She could hear the noise of the busy city bustling around her, making her miss New York even more. Her brother was standing at her side and when she looked over at him he signalled her to follow. They walked out onto a large straight street, filled with shoppers and tourists.
The large castle that sat on the top of a hill opposite her was the first thing Clary spotted and she wished she had her drawing pad on her. She was barley aware of Sebastian tugging at her arm as he guided her through the busy crowd. All the way up the right hand side of the street were shops, and the noise of bagpipes filled the air. she was surprised as she noticed other shadowhunters walking past her, none of them looked her way twice. The street disappeared behind her as they walked up another alley way bringing them into a cobbled road the sign read 'Rose Street'. Her brother led her to a large tunneled street and stopped abruptly at a black double door.
It took Clary a minute to see past the glamour and see all the runes that covered the wall. When Sebastian pushed the door open she could hear the dull beat of music that came from inside, a nightclub she figured. It was dark and she wished she had her stele so she could place runes on herself, she carefully made her way down the eroded stone steps. Her hand held tightly onto the thin metal railing while the other ran along the stone wall. The floor inside was concrete and the walls were bricked over. She could feel the bass vibrate through her body as if it were her own heartbeat. Another double door was in front of them and her brother pushed through it, holding it open for her.
When she walked past him he let the door swing closed. Downworlders filled the room, their bodies swaying to the music. As far as Clary could tell there were Vampires and Fairies. A tall girl walked over to them, her skin was a light shade of pink and her long dark hair hung in waves around her face. She was a fairie. "Sebastian" She said greeting him, her Scottish accent was thick and she nodded at him. "Who is your friend?" Her blue eyes were on Clary as she spoke.
"Griselda" He said nodding his head back at her. His attention went to Clary and he placed his arm around her. "This here is Clarissa Morgenstern, my dear little sister" His grin was sickenly wide and she had almost not noticed that he used her full birth name, she felt like correcting him and telling him her last name was Fray and that she would never be a Morgenstern but she bit her tongue. "Oh, what a pleasure." She said smiling down at her, her teeth were sharp and Clary almost flinched back.
The fairie gave her a wink then disappeared back into the crowd. She hadn't noticed her brother bending down until he whispered in her ear. "Your going to fit in well here." Was all he said then started for the bar.
Please review and as always thanks for reading.