MANGUS' POV
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"Hey Clar-" I called as I wondered around the Institutes grounds. Alec had a Clave meeting and left a couple minutes ago, so I decided to talk to biscuit about her, " friend", James.
I stopped mid sentence, seeing James amble across a stone path. Now I got a clearer view, I could see his dirty blonde-ish hair, chiseled face and Milky skin. His eyes were wide and dazed. I saw his movements, nothing like a downworlder and the dark lines on his arms showed he was a shadowhunter. He wasn't too muscular, but fairly built. Clary said that when she met him, his runes didn't show, but since she had brought him to the Institute, he's taken the glamor off.
James strided across the garden to a marble water fountain. Angel Raziel was carved into the white stone in a fighting stance. The boy stood before the Angel, looking quite normal, but 800+ years of experience led me to think he was up to something.
"Angel, I am here again and you, or Angel boy can't do anything to stop me." James whispered to the carving. I quirked one of my eyebrows at him, but kept listening.
"I have Clarissa and am going to end this." My eyes widened as the kid took out a paper thin knive, the angelic runes carved along it, and sliced a single line along his veins. Black streaked blood dripped from the cut, his skin changing to a paler color. His whole outfit, dark wash jeans and a red tee-shirt, vanished into black fighting gear. I gasped quietly as his face spun into another, one I thought I'd never see again. It was Sebastian Morgenstern.
Sebastian wiped the blood from his forearm and dropped the knife.
"Time to finish my job. Watch out Dear Clary , the end is near." His sharp voice rang and an evil smirk appeared on his pale face. He looked around, and then drew a rune on his neck. He vanished within seconds and James stood back on the grassy land. He covered his arm in his red shirt and walked back towards the entry. Some would say he looked normal, nice almost, but now I know his little 'secret', he looks just like any cold blooded killer.
"What the fuuuuu." I muttered, pulling out my bedazzled blue phone.
My fingers trembled as I tapped at the small screen. " C'mon Alec, pick up." I chanted, but after three beeps, I knew I'd get his voicemail. " You pick up when it's about work but not about this!" I said, annoyance dripping from every word. I can't tell Clary, not yet, but maybe Isabelle?
"Isabelle Sophia Lightwood!" I called. Through the large church. I had safely makes my way inside without James seeing me. A thunder of footsteps and a few seconds later, the raven haired girl stood before me.
"Yeah? Is everyone okay?" She asked in worry. I looked around the room, making sure James or Clary weren't lurking nearby, and then pulled Isabelle into the pantry.
"What the hell?" She yelled, but I quickly covered her mouth with my hand. When I locked the door with a simple spell, I let her out of my hold.
"By the Angel Magnus, what was so important that you had to pull me in a pantry to discuss?" Her temper rose. I sighed, and then began," I saw James in the garden. He was creepily whispering to the Angel statue and then he cut himself and black blood poured out! And then his whole body changed into Sebastian. He then muttered a bunch of random stuff about revenge and ' Angel Boy' and then about Clary-" I cut off, seeing the look on her face.
By the time I finished, her eyes were wide and her breathing fastened. She begun shaking her head ' no ' but I countered by saying," He also said to the Angel, " Time to finish my job. Watch out dear Clary, the end is near." James is Sebastian!" This time, she had her phone out and was vigorously poking at it. I heard a strange sound and she lowered the device.
"I just texted Alec." Was all Isabelle said. " Awe, I wanted to tell him!" I whined, but then realized how childish I sounded and dropped it.
"It's doesn't matter. All that matters is we tell Clary, and get James' ass as far from us as possible. Even if we have to kill him." She had gone from normal teenage girl, hanging at home on a weekday, to full solider, planning out how we'd take him down. It's always strange to see young Shadowhunters do that. My mind wandered to Alec, and all of the times he had done that. Most of the time now he sits home, getting plenty of treatments for the pain of loosing his Parabatai. Going to Idris today was the most he's done since Jace died. A low sizzle pulled me from my thoughts as I saw Isabelle burning a rune into the door. It swung open and she stalked away. Whoops, forgot to unlock that.
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I hurried down the large stone hallways, following the loud Clacking; probably made by Isabelle's 8 inch heels. I'm not letting her tell Clary alone, I saw Jambastian! What did I just say? James/ Sebastian, that's better.
"ISABELLE SOPHIA LIGHTWOOD!" I screamed again. She whipped around, stopping mid-stride. I caught up to her and we walked side by side into Clary's room.
"BISCUIT!" I yelled, even though I didn't have to. The short redhead was perched on her bed, doodling. Right before she snapped the book shut, I got a glimpse of who she was drawing. Jace was carved into the page, tears dripping down his face and a knife in his left hand.
"So, James huh?" I started, still looking after her sketchbook. She slowly nodded in confusion. I was about to magnificently describe the previous events, when Mrs.SassyPants to my right blurted everything out. She needs to understand I am the diva queen and she is the diva duchess. God, learn your place Iz!
"We saw James cut himself in his arm and then his whole body changed into Sebastian. He said we was coming for you." The words barley jumbled out of her mouth, but by the time she finished, Clary was smiling?
"That's funny guys! Nice trick. Now leave please so I can finish my drawing." Her voice carried actual amusement. Did she really think we were kidding?
"Clary, it's true. I saw it with my own cat eyes!" I said, maybe getting a little agitated. Her whole face went hard.
"Now you two are just being Jealous! Well your brother died, and I moved on," she started pointing at Izzy," Maybe my love for Jace died along with him. Now leave my room before I get angry." Isabelle looked genuinely hurt by this comment, the topic of Jace still being hard. She slowly turned towards the door, but making one last comment before leaving.
"I bet he'd still love you if you two switched places. He'd probably be broken for much longer than you. It makes me wonder if you actually loved him?" She sassily flipped her black hair over her shoulder and stormed out. Clary gasped and rushed to follow. When the redhead reached the door she screamed," WHAT THE FREAKING HELL DO YOU KNOW, JUST EXCEPT THAT YOUR BROTHER IS DEAD AND I MOVED ON!" Her face was red with anger, and I took it as my cue to leave. I avoided eye contact with her as I left, but looking at my sparkly shoes the whole time led me to hit someone else. I snapped my head up and Isabelle was back, probably to say the last word.
"Stop being a bitch to us Clary, just understand your so called boyfriend is a murder. Life isn't a fairy tale where you always have the perfect guy." Her eyes were narrowed in on Clary, the gaze deadly.
"Get.the.fuck.out.now." Clary breathed, her voice dangerously low. Isabelle. Stood straight, and strutted out.
"I STILL THINK YOUR A BITCH!" She yelled, getting the last word because she was already at her door.
