They searched for hours, but found nothing about thie Lightwood guy. Isabelle's nerves were on edge somehow she knew that name. It was so familiar as if it were her own. Gideon. Isabelle hadn't told Simon she had been hearung the voices too, because she knew the voice she heard wasn't Gideon's it was clearly a female voice. And it wasn't threatrning either. It was more like some kind of warning. But about what, she had no idea.
The voices had been quiet today giving her an uneasy feeling, and she knew, without asking that the voices in Simon's head had left too.
"I give up, It's more fun when they have pictures in it" Simon sighe closing the huge book that lay in his lap.
"Have you told anyone about this?" She frowned
Simon shook his head, "they'll think i'm nuts, I told you because" -he shruged- "you're already nuts."
Rolling her eyes, Izzy stood up without noticing her feet and legs had gone numb and fell face first into the tiled floor of the library. Behind her, Simon brust out laughing until she turned to him and his childish grin morophed into a concerned experession.
"You're bleeding" he said quietly before getting of the arm chair and kneeling besides her and craddling her into his arms. She felt awkard, everything had been like that since he had lost his memories. She wrenched her self free and stood up shakily extending her hand for him to take. He didn't. The mood had gome from light nd carefree to the burden and heavy mood they had carried on their shoulders since he came back. He was only staying at the institute because his mother believed her was in military school, in truth he was leavig for the shadowhunter academy in Idris in a week.
Even though the thought saddened her, she held some hope that after his ascending he would remeber and everything would go back to normal. Magnus had been trying to find a way but nothing has worked.
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That night she sat on the training room with everyone else because Clary had insisted on painting them ALL. Perfect timing since Isabelle had her head bandaged and purple bruises on her nose. Jace had a wishfull expression on hus face, one he got everytime he was seeing Clary.
Simon was at her right avoiding to look at her. Alec to his right looking around the room probably searching for Magnus who was probably applying glitter and eyeliner.
Clary had just started when there was a knock in the door. Hodge, who had utterly refused to be in the painting, opened the door. There was a reddish haired girl covered by a black cloak she pulled the hoodie down. It was Tessa fairchild.
She turned to Hodge her expression reflected pure desperation. "They are coming, all of them"
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AGAIN SHORT CHAPTER BUT EVERYTHING IS COMING TO THE PLOT
