The Antichrist

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Jace's POV

I smile widely as Clary leads me through the streets of Dublin City. We have traveled to many different countries for our honeymoon and Ireland is our last destination. In fact today is our last day. We have our things ready at the hotel (we decided to have a mundane honeymoon) and we are just going out to have some fun before we have to go.

It's been so fun and it's amazing that I'm finally married to her.

I love her so so much. I pull her close to me and kiss her cheek. She giggles and leans into me. She then sees something she likes in a shop called 'Penny's' and goes in eagerly.

Hours later we check out of the hotel and go into an alley way right by the hotel. We wait and when the portal opens we step in and come out into the Institute. Everyone is there waiting on us and we hug them and give them their presents.

Clary's POV

As we sit down for dinner I clear my throat getting everyone's attention. I take Jace's hand tightly and he he gives it a reassuring squeeze. I look at everyone individually. Mom, Luke, Isabelle, Maia, Jordan, Simon, Alec, Magnus, Maryse and Robert (they decided to give their marriage one last shot, Robert couldn't take the fact that Isabelle and Alec were angry at him and may even have hated him and he promised to act more like a father to them- mainly Alec). I take a deep breath, "We're having a baby." I smile. Mom and Magnus start crying, Isabelle squeals and Luke has tears in his eyes. They all rush to us and hug us and Jace and I just laugh at them.

This is just perfect.

Unknown POV

I chuckle as I look through the enchanted mirror at Clarissa and Jonathan being hugged and congratulated. They will not be so happy for long. That child will be mine.

I got into the middle of the upside down pentagram in the middle of the room and stand in front of the podium. I get the picture of Clarissa, the jar filled with swirling shadows and the small container of blood. I begin chanting as I open the container and let the blood drop I to the jar. I mix them together and pour the blood and shadows on the picture of Clarissa, more specifically, on her stomach. When I finish chanting the picture glows and I smile evilly and look at the mirror again.

I see Clarissa clutch her stomach screaming before fainting.

Excellent. The Antichrist shall be born.

I chuckle.

Jace's POV

I rush to her, "Clary!" I hold her close and life her up to brig her to the infirmary, "Please both of you be okay," I pray quietly.