1. Memories

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"Hey, Simon. It's Clary."

Simon sat on his bed, holding the phone to his ear, while his best friend whom he could barely remember, talked.

"Hey," he said, his voice rough with sleep. "Where are you?"

"I'm at the institute with Jace," said Clary.

"Oh." Simon fiddled with his fingers.

"What is it?" Clary asked, worried.

"Well, I see little flashbacks, which I'm assuming is about my past. They all come in pieces, so I can't figure anything out. But I'm still trying. I was wondering if you and Jace could come over and help me."

"Sure, we can. Simon, you're my best friend." Clary half-shouted. "I'll be there in fifteen."

Simon pressed the end button on his phone and stared at the screen, trying to remember his past. But all he got were shattered images. They flashed at the back of his eyelids every time he closed his eyes.

Tired of trying, he got out of bed and strode towards the mini fridge in the corner of his room, flung it open and peered in. There was nothing in it but little empty glass bottles. He was about to slam the door shut when something red caught his eye.

Reaching inside, he grabbed it and inspected it with curiosity. It was a small glass bottle filled with a dark red liquid. Twisting the lid open he smelled it, and was surprised when it smelled oddly familiar.

Suddenly memories started flooding his head. And he remembered, that the dark red liquid was animal blood he used to drink while he was a vampire.

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