City Of The Returned

Chapter 1

Clary twirled her curly, red, hair around her small, pale, finger. She chewed on her lower lip unaware of her actions. She was lost deep into her thoughts unaware of what was happening all around her. Simon was coming back. Simon her best friend. Simon who probably knows her better than she knows herself. Well at least he did, now simon barley remembers her. Once in a while she tries to remember the old Simon Lewis. The geeky boy with nerdy glasses,a secret crush,and an awful band. They were normal teenagers with a normal mundane life. The old Simon and Clary would never think they would end up being bad ass shadowhunters who saved the world. Well Simon wasn't actually a shadowhunter yet. At first Simon was turned into a vampire who sacrificed his immortality and his memories to there sparkly warlock friend's evil demon father. Clary never gave up on him and he soon learned about the shadowhunter world and how he could become one. Now he would be coming back from shadow hunter academy and reuniting with Clary.

"Clary, earth to Clary ! " Isabelle yelled.

"Huh?" Confused, Clary looked around the room. Isabelle stood in the center of her room tapping her foot impatiently. Her long, dark, black hair swept down over her pale, bare shoulders. Her lips pressed into a firm line as she examined Clary's face.

"Were you even listening to a word we were saying?" Magnus asked. His eyebrows burrowed together. He was sprawled on top of Isabelle's bed his spiky black hair brushing against Clary's thigh.

"Um-I- yes," Clary replied. Isabelle squinted her dark eyes as her slim fingers fumbled with her ruby necklace around her neck.
"Mhmmm," Magnus said. His catlike eyes met Isabelle's across the room. She shrugged and Magnus heaved out a sigh. Clary defensively crossed her pale arms across her small chest and made an impatient noise.
"Can you guys stop talking telepathically about me," Clary muttered. She unfolded her arms and pointed a small finger towards Isabelle and Magnus. "Also while I'm right in front of you," Clary added.
Isabelle slowly let out a breath and flipped her hair out of her eyes. "whatever just come here," she held out a hand to Clary while she placed the other on top of her hip. Clary rolled her green eyes and grunted. They were both in their black shadowhunter gear since Isabelle had insisted on teaching Clary how to fight demons in heels.

Clary's eyes widened in horror as her feet wobbled each time she attempted to take a step. Terrified, she slammed her hands on the top of Isabelle's desk.Her fingers griping on to the edges. Clary walked in heels before but the heels Izzy was making her wear where 7 inch high heel boots. Clary pushed a loose strand of hair behind her ear. She stared at the wall in front of her feeling sweat trickle down her forehead.
"Izzy don't you have anything shorter?" Clary wined. Isabelle frowned causing a crease to form between her eyebrows. She sternly shook her head.
"I have a motto Nothing less than 7 inches," she stated. The edges of Magnus's lips quirked into a grin. He raised one of his eyebrows and cleared his throat.
"I meant the hight of the heels Magnus !" Isabelle shouted. She clenched her hands as her black eyes widened.
Magnus ignored her outrage and simply waved his hand towards clary. Blue sparks flew from his finger tips. The heels began to slowly shrink into 4 inches. Clary placed the palm of her hand on top of her chest and sighed in relief.
"My beautiful shoes!" Isabelle yelled. She flailed her arms in the air shocked.

"Oh hush child I can change them back," Magnus said. "And they aren't even that fabulous," he added.
Clary quickly walked back to Isabelle's bed and tugged the boots off.
Isabelle crossed her arms across her chest glaring at Magnus. Once again Magnus waved his hand sending sparks across the room towards the black boots on the floor. The shoes changed back to there regular length. Isabelle ran towards her boots scooping them up,and hugging them tightly against her chest.
Clary giggled at the ridiculous scene. She tugged on her flat boots back on her feet, and grinned towards Magnus. Isabelle Lightwood loved her shoes,clothes,makeup anything that had to do with beauty, but the only person that loved fashion more than Isabelle had to be Magnus Bane.

"Isabelle can I have my girlfriend back?" Jace's head peered out of the the half open door. Clary looked down at her feet blushing uncontrollably. He pushed back his golden hair from his face and met Clary's eyes. She could feel her heart beat quicken against her chest. They've been dating for a while now, but every time Jace was near, Clary couldn't help but swoon. She gave him a small smile before turning back to Isabelle. Isabelle was crouched on the floor holding her shoes rocking back and forth. "ummmm what happened to Izzy?" Jace asked. The edges of his lips twitching trying to fight a grin. Magnus rose his arm massaging his temples while staring at Isabelle with deep concern in his eyes.

"You two go on your little date," Magnus waved his hand towards the door gesturing them to leave.
"Uh-we," Jace started but Magnus simply cut him off wiggling his finger.

"shhhh I'll handle this," Magnus reassured. He squatted down next to Isabelle whispering something into her ear. Jace shrugged and turned back to Clary. "Shall we go?" He asked. He held out his hand and gave her a crooked smile. Nodding, she placed her small hand into his.