Will then tosses me the thing that he was tossing around. That grin that's plastered on his face send chills up my spine.
"It truly is your choice, Clary. It always has been, as you've always done whatever the hell it is that you wanted to. Not a care in the world as to who you hurt," Will says before he disappears, his body becoming black smoke. What kind of demon truly is he?
The object that he tossed me is some kind of ball that has movable pieces that being to shift by themselves. I nearly drop it as the shift spooks me, but I make sure to keep a firm hold on the object and it continues to twist and turn. Everything aligns until there is one single button staring at me, beckoning me to touch it. I look around to ensure that there are no mundanes nearby to witness whatever is going to happen; no one else is here except me.
I slowly push in the button. I hold it there for a few minutes, waiting for some kind of click... but nothing happens.
"What the hell did he even give me?" I ask aloud to basically myself.
Before I can think of anything else to do with it the ball begins to glow and a part of it opens up like a flower would in the morning trying to catch the sun. Some kind of projection shoots up and out of the ball and shines on the air, yes the air in front of me. It's a map... of New York City and beyond. There's a glowing blue dot on a building in Queens; it seems that he actually wants me to find him. And it seems that I have no choice but TO follow what obviously seems like a trap.
I take a deep breath and sigh. What on earth am I getting myself into? Will Jace, Isabelle, or Alec find me before I walk into what is potentially doom, or will I walk head first alone into death? I hope they find me... but I still need to complete my mission. I need to kill Will... and I'm not sure if they'd be willing to help me, or stop me.
I walk through the park and back towards the street of the bustling city around me. It shouldn't be surprising as to how many Downworlders live in America's largest city, but it's quite the epicenter. But nothing feels right to me anymore; I still have yet to reclaim all of my memories, but I need to kill someone in order to do that. I cross my arms over my chest and I shiver; is Will innocent or does he deserve to die? Either way, at this moment in time it's either him or me. If I don't manage to kill him I haven't a clue as to what will happen to me after that.
I realize now that I'm nowhere near the Institute anymore. I'm not even sure if anyone would think I've gone out this far either. I don't even know where I'm going, but sure does seem like my feet do.
"You're quite the ambitious one, aren't you?" Will appears in front of me, arms crosses and tapping his foot impatiently, "why don't you just give up already?"
I walk straight through him, knowing damn well that he wouldn't appear to me again in person; it's too dangerous for him at the moment. It's only some kind of projection, or he's fucking with my mind somehow. But what kind of demon is he if he can be here, but not actually... be here?
"If you're not going to be useful, go back to where ever your hide-y-hole is and wait for me to find you," I tell him, agitation creeping into my voice. All he's doing is pissing me off; perhaps... well it most likely IS his goal.
"You're ambition is one of the things that I always loved about you," he lets out a whole-hearted laugh, "never one to give up easily, are you?"
Will walks backwards beside me so he see my face, his hands wrist deep in the pockets of his pants. Strange how he's a demon, but he's still wearing mundane clothes.
"I told you to get out of my face once, and I don't want to have to do it again."
"Oh like what, you're gonna punch me or something?!" he laughs again, mocking me, "sure we could fight, spare with each other. But you'd only be punching air, and everyone mundane that's around you is going to think you're crazy! Now that, that's something I would pay to see."
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Remember Me - The Mortal Instruments - Clace Fanfiction
FanficWhen they were fighting a demon Clary ends up losing her memory. She doesn't remember anything, besides the basics. Jace and everyone else have a difficult time having to cope with Clary not remembering them and anyone else. Jace starts to close him...
