We are all branded like sheep, left in the paddock to wonder. We do what the government says. Or do we? I'm on the run, trying to find out what I can about my past. No one even knows that I exist. I'm different, special almost. I'm not branded like everyone else. I only have the number 17. The number that rules my life. All human, later on there will be Clace. Second Story.
Rated: T - English - Romance/Adventure - Chapters: 2 - Words: 1,636 - Reviews: 5 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 15 - Updated: 12/28/2013 - Published: 12/6/2013 - Clary F., Jace W., Valentine M., Jonathon M./Sebastian V.