The Other Morgenstern

(City Of Lost Souls) Chapter Thirty-Six: Seraphina's Return

Isabelle was anxious, and worried what if things with Seraphina did not go well. What if the angel isn't the same? She glanced back at Simon, then her brother and then Magnus who gave her a encouraging smile. Isabelle looked down at the paper in her hand and chanted the words Magnus had written down for her. She kept reading it and the moment she said 'Seraphina' as she slowly lifted her head up, the lake had turned gold. She inhaled deeply afraid this might not work considering...Seraphina was only fond of Skylar not any of them.

Isabelle's gaze left the lake as she watched the angel rise in all her beauty, she glanced back at Simon who was in shock..seeing an angel up closer and personal. 'Who has summoned me?' Seraphina asked in all of their minds, Isabelle cleared her throat and looked up at the angel.

"I-I have, Isabelle Lightwood. Skyl-"

'Skylnn's parabatai,  and here you stand without her. What is it you want?' Seraphina asked, her tone seemed cold...when she noticed Skylar wasn't here with Isabelle which made the Lightwood a bit nervous. 

"We need-" Simon suddenly spoke up, Seraphina shot him a glare and pointed at him.

'And you are?' She asked in his mind, Simon's mouth went dry..maybe he shouldn't have spoken up or intervened but he could tell Isabelle was acting off. 

"Simon Lewis, Night's Child, and... your servant." Simon replied, Seraphina chuckled and raised an eyebrow. So many thought were going through the angels mind, did he actually call himself a servant? She stared at him and noticed the Mark of Cain which was surprising to her. She already knew that it had to be Clary who had placed the mark on him.

'If it Raziel, he would have ended your life for calling yourself his servant.' Seraphina said 'Now stop wasting my time nephilim, You want a weapon. Something that can sever Jonathan Morgenstern from Jonathan Herondale. You would kill the one and preserve the other. Easiest of course to simply kill both. Your Jonathan was dead, until Skylnn brought him back and it is wise to keep him alive or else...my child will lost her mind. But I desire something in return.'

"And what is it you want?" Isabelle asked quickly, she was willing to do anything to get her parabatai and brother back as soon as possible. 

'I will tell you what I desire. I desire that blasphemous Mark on your forehead. I would take the Mark of Cain from you in exchange for a weapon that shall help you.' Isabelle gave Simon a pleading look, he didn't hesitate or waste another second. He nodded quickly and gulped. Suddenly a sword landed right into the ground, it looked normal...kinda useless if you ask Simon who gulped.

"You could have hit me." Simon pointed out, Seraphina seemed emotionless as she glared at him.

'I never promised to not kill you but since you are clearly important to Clarissa, I shall not hurt you...and you have my word. But do not test my fury..' Seraphina warned him before watching him pick up the sword and holding it up. 'The name of the sword cannot bespoken by your meager human tongue. You may call it Glorious.' Out of nowhere, he dropped the sword when he felt some intense pain. He fell onto the ground, covering his face with his arms as he let the pain start to ease away after a few minutes. 

"Simon!" Isabelle shouted as she ran over to him, and bent down on the ground. "Are you okay?" She asked softly as he lifted his head away from his arms to look at her. He nodded a bit before she pulled him over to her, she held him tightly and let out a shaky sigh. "I thought you were dead..."

"I am dead.." Simon reminded her which made her smile a bit as he took her hand...interwiing their fingers. He let out a soft sigh and kissed her hand, Isabelle looked at his forehead noticing the Mark was gone....actually gone. She never thought the Mark would ever go away but Seraphina did it.

"Well I thought you were more dead than usual. And..you're no longer cursed. The Mark is gone now..." Isabelle whispered and kissed his cheek. "You're free now...and we got the sword...we can save them now.." She felt such relief now knowing that everything should be fine. I mean everything had to be fine now with the sword being able to separate Jace and Sebastian.

Magnus and Alec headed towards them, Alec took the sword in his hand as he examined it. Like to everyone else, the sword...just looked like an old sword. It didn't look nor feel special. "This is it?" Alec asked looking over at his sister who nodded. Simon and Isabelle both stood up, walking over to the two.

"Well, I guess all we have to do...is somehow get this to Skylnn...or stab Jace ourselves." Magnus said as he looked at the sword as well.

"I think..Skylar can handle the rest. She is the only one who can get close to Jace enough to stab him with the sword...and the moment Sebastian and him are no longer linked. I will go for the kill.." Isabelle said, as her mood suddenly took a dark toll. She was remembering what he had done to Max...and she was going to get revenge.