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Eᴘɪsᴏᴅᴇ 11 ~ Lᴏsᴛ Sᴏᴜʟs

Eᴘɪsᴏᴅᴇ 11 ~ Lᴏsᴛ Sᴏᴜʟs

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Jace Herondale and Alec and Isabelle Lightwood run down the dark streets of New York as they chase after a seelie which escaped the guard the night Valentine was resurrected. Their weapons rest in their dominant hands whilst they speed after the seelie.

"He's faster than he looks." Izzy informs her brothers as she runs in between them both.

"And deadly." Alec adds, his tone emotionless. "He killed two Clave guards when they escaped." The Seelie stops moving and puts his spear in the hole of a manhole. He pulls up the lid, throwing it at Jace who slides on the ground to dodge it whilst Izzy and Alec stop running. The Seelie disappears in the manhole, Jace following as Alec and Izzy stay in the streets. Suddenly, Izzy turns around after hearing someone approaching and sees the Seelie running up behind Alec.

"Behind you!" She shouts at her older brother who quickly turns around, his bow ready. As soon as the Seelie jumps to attack, but Izzy hits him with her whip. The siblings watch as he turns into tiny blue dots, vanishing.

"It's a decoy." Alec states, watching the scene before him.

"Seelie magic." Izzy says and then rushes over to the manhole Jace and the Seelie jumped in with her older brother right behind her. Inside, Jace is still chasing the Seelie, getting closer by the second.

"Drop the spear!" He shouts sternly, the pair of them stopping to stand in the tiny stream of water they stand in. The Seelie turns to Jace slowly, a determined look on his face. "Drop the spear... or take your chances. Your choice." Jace holds his arms out and watches as the Seelie gets into a fighting stance, the spear still in his hand. "Oh, I was hoping you'd do that." Jace grabs his blade tightly as the two charge at each other with mini battle cries. Their weapons clash against each other, both of them blocking the offensive hits. After a while of fighting, the Seelie manages to disarm Jace, rendering him defenceless. The Herondale falls on the ground, getting wet from the sewer water. He groans whilst standing up, ignoring Izzy and Alec as they appear from around the corner.

"Jace!" Izzy shouts as Jace starts running right at the Seelie who has his spear pointed right out in front of him. "What is he doing?" Izzy asks her brother who frowns.

"Jace, stop!" Alec shouts just as Jace runs right into the Seelie's spear. He groans in pain. "Jace!" Alec repeats. The Seelie pulls the spear out and is about to rush away, but Alec shoots several arrows at him, making him stop all his movements. Izzy goes to arrest the Seelie while Alec activates Jace's iratze.

"By the authority of the Clave, you are under arrest." Izzy tells the downworlders as she places him in cuffs.

"You could have gotten yourself killed!" Alec shouts at his parabatai as he pulls him off the ground.

"Hey! Hey!" Jace pushes Alec away. "He is my responsibility. This is all my responsibility!"

"What were you thinking?!" Izzy exclaims, watching her adopted brother closely as he sighs and glances at the wall before looking back at her.

"If it wasn't for me, Clary and Alisha would still be alive." He states. Izzy watches him with a sympathetic look whilst Alec looks at the ground at the mention of his dead girlfriend. They both watch as Jace walks away, his hand on his previously wounded side.

"Alec?" Izzy asks, looking up at Alec who was obviously holding on tears. The shadowhunter just shakes his head before following after Jace.

Simon sits on the couch in his apartment as he remembers memories with both Clary and Alisha. His head rests in his hands as tears flow down his face. Memories of him and Clary laughing and him and Alisha watching films fill his head. He rubs his face with his hands as he places him above his mouth and below his nose. More memories of Clary crying and Alisha comforting him fill his mind. Simon begins to cry even more as he stands up and rushes over to a drawer, opening it and taking out a pocket knife. He holds it up to his forehead but as soon as he touches it, his mark appears and the knife flies into the wall. The door suddenly opens making him turn around and see Maia standing there, tears in her eyes. The werewolf returned to New York after hearing about Clary and Alisha's death. The two quickly embrace each other, crying into the others shoulder.

In Magnus' apartment candles fill the room, each of them lit with a bright orange flame. The warlock stands on the balcony as he lights another candle and he thinks of two memories, one of him showing Clary a picture of her as a child with her mother and the second of Alisha training with him, the pair with bright smiles on his face.

In the institute, Jace opens the door to Clary's bedroom as he thinks of the moment he saw her sketching with her her headphones on. He walks over to the dressing table and picks up the chalk she used to sketch with. The Herondale looks through the pages of her sketch book and sees a black and white drawing of himself asleep. Sitting down on the chair beside him with tears in his eyes, he stares at the wall blankly as more memories fill his head. Memories of both Clary and his sister. He looks over at the bed and remembers the time he came in clarys room looking for Clary only to find Alisha lying face up on the bed with clary lying across her stomach, the pair laughing about something which was previously said. This only brings more tears to the blondes eyes as he mourns both his girlfriend and sisters death.

Isabelle stands in the training room as she stares blankly at the punching bag. Memories of her and Alisha training Clary fill her head. Tears flow freely down her face but she doesn't attempt to hide the fact she's crying. The whole institute had being mourning for the losses of both Clary Fairchild and Alisha Herondale so it wasn't a surprise no one judged her. Sympathetic looks we're thrown at Izzy every time she walked past fellow shadowhunters, all of them sympathising her due to the loss of a parabatai. Alisha and hers parabatai ceremony fills her head effectively making her cry more.

Alec sits on his and Alisha's shared bed with his hands in his head as memories fill his head. The Lightwood closes his eyes, trying to relive the memories so he can hold onto Alisha for as long as possible. Him and Alisha going on their many dates together fill his mind, the sight of her smiling face was enough for him to break down. Their first night together is quick to relive itself as the Lightwood mourns. He looks over at their dresser and smiles slightly at the note he gave her a while ago after he woke up before her. He glances at the notes which had been added in red pen by Alisha. Little hearts scatter the paper which Alec has assumed she did when she was bored or woke up before him. A teardrop falls onto the paper, making the ink begin to run. Shaking his head, he quickly places the paper down and looks around the room which seemed so empty now.

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