Phase Two (Book Two: Experiment Series TMI)✔

.EPILOGUE.

I was waiting outside the institute infirmary, observing the lines and creases running across my palms.

It's been four days, since the battle at Burren, since we thought Jace was dead, since Clary yelled he was alive and his family descended on him, while I watched from afar, holding up a weak Magnus. Jace has been out for two days, Silent Brothers have been in and out of the infirmary, checking up on him and examining him, the Lightwoods never leaving his side. Magnus and Alec broke up. Clary hasn't been allowed to visit. I learned Luke Graymark has been in steady recovery after Sebastian had stabbed him.

Speaking of Sebastian, no one has heard of him ever since he gathered his remaining troops and fled from the scene at the battle in burren. He's been on the run and the Clave has been trying to track him ever since.

In the mean time, I had been Portaled to Idris, where I gave account of what all happened since I had been imprisoned. The entire Council had been present, watching me as I held onto the Mortal Sword and answered their questions. I still remember the agonizing pain I felt, and shuddered at the memory.

The Consul was green in the face when I spoke of my imprisonment, and swore on the angel that it had not been her orders for me to be mistreated, only locked away. I, in turn, made a public apology for my brash behavior and forgiveness for assisting Sebastian and his mission. A few wanted to punish me for my actions, which I was willing to take on, but surprisingly, many stood up for me, saying that I made up by helping them fight against Sebastian and his endarkened at Burren.

So now, officially, I was no longer an outcast and a free citizen among the Nephilim, as my angelic blood still was a bit more dominant over the demonic. Proof? Well, they say only a shadowhunter can open the doors of an institute. If demon blood was more dominant, I wouldn't have been able to open the doors or light up a seraph blade. But I can. And people believe me now, that I am not their enemy.

I'm just... a little bit different.
Unique, as Magnus likes to say.

The Silent Brothers managed to make the rune that binds me to Sebastian non-functional. I'm no longer tied to him, won't ever be and I'm glad. He can go screw himself in hell for all I care.

The remaining problem was where I was lodging. Jia Penhallow welcomed me to stay in Idris but I had kindly refused. I spent around 3 hours with my parents. I was still angry at them, yes, for they did sell me off to Valentine.

But that wasn't the truth, I learned. Valentine had snuck off with me in the middle of the night when I was merely days old, placing a corpse of a baby to replace me in my crib. My parents had been devastated, they had no idea I was alive and with Valentine. I was still a bit mad because how my father had treated me during our first encounter, for which he got on his knees and begged for forgiveness. Of course I did, how could I refuse my family who were willingly accepting me, my flaws and everything?  

I was overjoyed to hear I actually had a little sister, five years younger than me, who was back in LA. After parting ways and promising to meet each other soon, I ended up coming back to New York.

To my friends.

Isabelle and I had become close, even Alec was quite friendly. Magnus had offered to let me stay at his place if I found the institute 'dreadful', to quote him. Though he and Alec were broken up, it didn't stop me from gladly taking up his offer.