Jace's POV-
I wake up to Church on top of me hissing. How did the bloody cat get up here! I see that the door
was left open, Clary must've left it open when she got up. Clary. I shove Church off my chest and
he yelps. "Bring me to Clary, Church. This time don't bring me to the weapon room!"
"Hissssssss!"
I kick the cat and he begins to walk. I hope Clary really wanted to go to the ball and didn't feel
pressured or anything. I would want to make her uncomfortable. Last night she was so happy. I
haven't seen her smile like she did last night. It seemed genuine. I hope she liked what i did. She
better. I spent 5 hours putting up everything. Stringing the lights. Getting all of her favourite
plants.
Church brings me to the library. Clary loves to read. She seems fascinated by our collection of
books. We have quite a few. But they're very old. But she likes old books. She mainly likes the ones
that explain about Shadowhunters. She likes to go in there and read every morning since she's
been at the institute. Clary loves to draw as well. She drew most of the artwork in the library. She's
an amazing artist. She's amazing at everything. She takes after her mother, Jocelyn. I never knew
or met Jocelyn, though. I've heard that she's an amazing artist. I saw a couple paintings of hers at
her house after.. Her attack. I saw a couple tarot cards she designed as well.
I knocked on the door and Clary turned to me and smiled.
"Morning Clary."
"Good morning Jace."
"What are you reading now?" I asked and sat down.
"A novel. I don't really know the name."
I grabbed the book and searched the page. My eyes widened. "Clary you can't read this!"
"Give it back Jace!" "No, Clary! This book.. You just can't read it," I couldn't tell her that this was a
prophecy book. The prophecy book isn't an ordinary book. It tells you your fate. But you can
rewrite your future. You can even change your past. It's power is too much for Clary. It's even too
much for me. A person like Clary could change not only her fate, but millions of others. Putting
millions of people in danger. I want to shred the book. It's full of black magic. Valentine used it to
kill of mundanes and downworlders. He used the book to kill so no one would now it was him.
That's how disgusting Valentine is. He would send packs of wolves after a mundane family if they
looked twice at Valentine. He would wipe the entire mundane race just so he could rise to power.
And that's what he intends to do. He needs the mortal cup to do so and only one person knows
how to get it. Clary. But she doesn't know she can. She has a talent. A talent that is unknown.
"Jace? Can I have the book?"
"No.. It's dangerous."
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Life As A Teenage Shadowhunter
FanfictionClary was a normal teenage girl. Till her true meaning was forced upon her. She was a shadowhunter. Now she lives her life fighting demons and other creatures of the Shadow World. But she's still crazy about that one guy. Cover Credit to Ashyweenie.