Infernal Future (A Mortal Instruments and Infernal devices FF)

Chapter 6

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All the London Shadowhunters were assigned their rooms then each headed up to their own. Henry and Charlotte were in a room at the end of the third floor hallway with Jessamine located on the other end. Jem and Will though, were placed on the fourth floor in rooms across from each others.

Once Will and Jem reached the fourth floor in the highly advanced elevator, they exited it and both entered Will's room. It was plain, obviously a guest room but even in their Victorian era, guest rooms were always more elegant to proclaim the richness of those who owned to house.

This room was worse than the hallways, white walls and a small bed with off-white blankets on top of it. A small cream bedside table and medium sized dresser were about the only furniture installed in the area, well minus the extremely un-comfortable looking chair that was positioned beside the bed in a corner.

Jem sighed and sat down on the bed, the smallest layer of dust puffing up into the air around him and resting in his ashen hair. Will moved to sit beside him, hearing the floor boards' crack under his feet. One board lifted up and Will caught a glimpse of something buried beneath it. Later, he thought to himself, Later I will remind myself to look at what happens to lay beneath. He grinned to himself slightly, he had found a possible source of entertainment, and he could even get in trouble for having whatever lay beneath that board. Now THAT was how William Herondale likes it, well more or less anyways. He tries to be a bit more ironic and extravagant.

Jem made a barely audible gesture of clearing his throat then said, "So descendants eh?" he glanced at Will who was also looking at his friend. "He acts like you, with the confidence of a king. A golden king," Jem added as an afterthought.

"Yeah, but unlike me, I find him annoying, he is too arrogant for his good." Will made a slight huffing sound, "he is impressive though, I have perfect my bloodline to complete perfection."

Jem raised an eyebrow towards him, "perfected your bloodline to complete perfection? That hardly makes much sense."

"That my friend is because you have not perfected your bloodline yet, you don't see a Carstairs walking around the Institute with no fear do you know?"

Jem's eyes softened and Will looked as close as he ever could to regretting the words he so stupidly spat out. "Jem, I didn't mean it l–"

"It is fine Will; I have accepted my fate years ago. Don't feel sorry for something out of your hands. Not in front of me, I want to enjoy the rest of my life and look back upon it with no regrets." Jem smiled. At first it was a weak smile but then it grew into that genuinely confident smiled he so often wore.

They sat in silence for about two seconds before a knock was heard on the door. Jem spoke a 'Come in'. The door opened revealing Clary Fray and Jace Lightwood. They entered closing the door behind them.

"What brings you here?" Will asked, his bitter mood slightly making its way to his voice.

Clary was watching Will, taking in every aspect, the size of his muscles, the length of his hair, the color of his eyes and the fabric of his suit. She was worn-out jeans and an emerald green tank-top that was just a shade brighter than her eyes. She was very pretty but by the way she held herself, she must not have realized that to its full extent (if that line makes any sense).

"Well, you know how you said that you guys were from the future?" Clary spoke shyly.

Jem nodded but Will remained emotionless.

"Alec told me that you wanted to go back and were looking for a way." She continued with more confidence. "Am I correct so far? You built a time machine here - as we all know – and the objects you used remained in your original location, the London Institute of 1878. I have contacted the London Institute and those . . . artifacts as you could call them, are no longer in the Institute and they do not know the whereabouts or even possible locations that those objects could be." She paused for a deep breath. She reached to the back pocket of her jeans and took out a small black sketchbook.

She started flipping through the pages until she reached the one she was looking for and showed it to the boys in front of her. They examined it closely. She could really draw a true artist. Not like Will last year when he had attempted to draw the feathered pen on a parchment that had look like a bad attempt at drawing a tree. No, Clary's drawings looked so realistic that if you reach out and touch the page, it would feel like the feather or fur or whatever she had drawn.

The picture Clary showed them was one of seven different small contractions that looked vaguely familiar to Will. At the top of the page was a strange looking rune that neither Will nor Jem had seen before.

"Which rune is that?" Jem asked obviously curious. Maybe new runes have been discovered since their time.

"I know what that rune is," Will started, trying to sound on top of the game when in reality he had never seen such rune, "It is called – "

Jace chuckled and had a grin plastered on his face. He had been so quiet that Will had forgotten he was in the room with them.

"What is it called?" Jace said looking at Will, "I doubt you have ever heard of it, let alone seen it. Want to know why?" Will said nothing, "because Clary here can create runes. She created this one hence you have never seen it before."

"Anyways," Clary said drawing the attention back towards her. "This rune let me see the pieces you need to build the time machine to get back to your time. I have collected a total of seven pieces."

"But on the table Henry had at least sixty different objects!" Will said.

"That maybe so but have you ever considered that technologies has advanced since your time or that most of those on the table were failed attempts at building the parts?" That shut Will up.

"I do recognize the object in the middle of the page," Clary pointed to said object, "and I know the present owner of it too. A young Warlock."

Will looked suddenly interested along with Jem, "what is the name of this Warlock?"

Now it was Jace that spoke, "Tessa Grey."

 

Anyways, what do you think is going to happen? Nobody knows (Well except me of course )

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