Mabelle

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"Ugh! I hate Portals they make me feel nauseous, especially the time traveling ones" I covered my mouth to beat the urge to vomit. So far everything seemed normal. The institute wasn't blown up and there wasn't an evil leader controlling everyone's minds. I say that I haven't screwed up that bad.

"Oh really? Cause it makes me gassy" Oliver said and I shot him a weird look. "I am kidding!" He wasn't kidding.

"Everything seems as usual"

"So far—Clary is coming here. Quick! Act normal" we were standing in the same room as we were months ago before we left for Paris and ended up somewhere else. You could see Clary's red hair bouncing as she walked through the doorway. Clary looked as she did before, so I am guessing I haven't butchered her life.

"Hey Rona! You're back quick" she said in a bubbly voice. Quick? Does 5 months lost in time sound quick to her? "You must be Oliver" she continued

"Y-Yes I am. I-I have to go check on Magnus" then Oliver ran off. I am guessing "check on Magnus" means that he wanted to see if he was still alive or nothing traumatic had happened in his life.

"How is Mabelle?" She asked

"How am I supposed to know? I don't necessarily care about her well being" why was she asking about Mabelle? That was suspicious, but it might just be Clary being Clary. Always trying to keep in touch with people, no matter how annoying they really are.

"Well you should!"

"Whatever you say. I am just going to go to my room" from an early stage I learned not to argue with Clary but to nod and later dismiss her thoughts.

Alas, I was back in my room. Oh how miss thee! I missed the uncomfortable bed and the my clothes sprawled around the floor. Magnus use to say they I probably have hidden a dead body here and no one would even know about it. I didn't care because everything thing I did, I did alone. The apple cores and banana peels might gross some people out but I say it gives the room character. And all characters are supposed to be flawed. I was still in Jonathan's clothes, I should probably change. I grabbed red sweatpants and a loose T-shirt with a band logo printed on it. I pulled off the shirt I was currently wearing and my eyes popped opened as I saw a rune drawn on my collar bone.

"AHHHHHHHH!" I screamed without meaning to sound this loud

"Is everything okay?" Someone knocked on my door. I didn't answer I was too shocked by what I was seeing in the mirror. "I am coming in!"

A skinny blonde girl about my age entered my room. She was wearing a tight pink dress and a blue belt around her waist. She also had one of those puffy pink heels that look like 10 birds had to die just to make them.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I inquired

"You screamed, I took it as a distress call" she smiled. I know that sinister smile anywhere

"No I mean what are you doing in New York?"

"You know why!" She giggled

"Of course! But why don't you remind me just one more time" I didn't know why Mabelle, The Great and Awful, was standing in my room instead of being in Paris.

"We can't be apart from each other for too long"

"Why not?"

"We're Parabatai, remember?" She pushed her hair back from her neck revealing the same rune that suddenly appeared on my chest

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