The Other Morgenstern

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ: sᴇʀᴀᴘʜɪɴᴀ

Surprised you didn't give your number to those mundies?" Skylar said and elbowed Jace lightly, he sighed. He was a known flirt, seeing him not react the way she expected was surprising.

"I love the attention but right now I have all I need," Jace replied, a smirk spreading on his lips as he looked over at Skylar who simply rolled her eyes at him.

"Can I ask you something?" Clary said she was curious about how the shadow world functioned and how it works.

"After what you did to me? Never." Jace replied and frowned, he was acting like a child. He was angry how the Mundie he saved had smacked him across the face. Skylar giggled, she had just missed it but she saw the red mark on his face.

"I'm sorry I smacked you,"

"Just be glad you hit me and not Alec. He would have hit you back."

"He seems to be itching for the chance," Clary said, "So have you," Clary said glancing over at Skylar who ignored her.

"I think the wind is speaking to me.." Skylar said and shrugged. "Odd." Clary rolled her eyes and saw Jace was amused by this.

"What was it that Alec called you? Para-something?"

"Parabatai," said Jace. "It means a pair of warriors who fight together-who are closer than brothers. Alec is more than just my best friend. My father and his father were parabatai when they were young. His father was my godfather-that's why I live with them. They're my adopted family."

"But your last name isn't Lightwood."

"No,"

"So that one is Isabelle's parabatai?" Clary said referring to Skylar who pretended she didn't exist.

"Yes, she is," Jace answered and glanced at his best friend. He knew that neither of these girls liked each other, he was probably going to see a cat fight go down soon enough.

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They finally arrived at the apartment and went the stairs ready to check the place out. Skylar sat on the stairs waiting for them to hurry up. She was scanning the building, it looked and felt old but there was something magical about it.

"Skylnn Morgenstern." She looked at the door downstairs that opened slightly revealing an older lady standing there. "It has been a while since I've seen you." Ah, the longer she stared at this old lady, she sensed that she was a witch.

"I have never seen you in my life."

"I believe your friends need your help." Skylar stood up and before she ran up the stairs when warned that they possibly needed her help. Hey, she wasn't going to let Jace or this mundane get hurt or die on her watch. She ran into the living room where Jace stood and pulled out his blade. "What's going on?"

"Something's here." He whispered, he said his blades name and looked around. Before Skylar could pull out her weapon a creature had tackled her, it hissed at her. Ugh, this thing was sure hideous, most forsaken were awful to even look at.

Skylar gasped feeling blood slowly coming from a fresh wound, her shirt stuck onto her stomach, Jace tackled the creature and handled it. Clary ran over to Jace to help him, Skylar sat up slowly and groaned. She put her hand on her stomach and looked at her own bright red blood. "Jace." She whispered and fell back slowly sinking into the darkness.