Just one kiss

Chapter One- Wil

London Institute, 1878
Today Henry has asked that I help him in the crypt with a few things. I didn't like being down here. It was cold, dark, and quite frankly, smelly. I don't know how Henry works down here every day. My only job really, is to lift all of the heavy boxes that he can't. "Don't touch anything." He'd told me when I'd first arrived. I'm not really doing a great job at that. Anything that looks even remotely interesting, is in my hands the moment I see it. "Wil, I don't know what half of these will do, so I will ask again. Do not touch any of my inventions." Fine, mom. I pick up the box, and move it where he says to move it. I get the next box to put on the table. On the top, I find a very strange object. It is a long wooden stick. A wooden stick broke in half, to be exact. It gives an air of mystery and horror. I put it back in its place. By the looks of it, it appears that Henry has busied himself with a creation of his. I go to the far corner, and pick up another box. It just has one thing in it. One large thing in particular. Just when I'm about to play with it, I hear someone coming down the stairs. Once the person reaches the bottom of the stairs, I realize it's actually three people. Tessa, Jem, and Jessamine to be precise. Henry was to busy working on his invention to notice his guests. I put my hands on the table, meaning to recline against it, but I hit a switch instead. A portal appears, and I walk to it. "Wil, don't do anything." Mesmerized by its swirling colors, I edge myself closer. "Wil, I don't know what this will do. Don't go any closer." Ignoring everyone's screaming protest, I stand right in front of the portal, and it sucks me in. I hear Tessa and Jem scream my name before I am in a silent oblivion.
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"Who do you think they are, Jace?" I heard a girl's voice out of the dark cloud covering my mind. They? Who else are they talking about, besides me? "I don't know Clary, but they definitely aren't from here." Where am I? "They've been here for a few hours now. Shouldn't they be awake?" How long have I been in this strange place? "I don't know Ms. Morgenstern, but how about while we wait for them to wake, we go to the Pandemonium?" Wait, Pandemonium? The Pandemonium? "Mr.Herondale, are you asking me on a date?" Herondale? We must be related. "Maybe I am, maybe I'm not. You'll just have to find out." With that, the two walk out of the room, and I fall back asleep.
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When I come around for good, there is a girl sitting beside me. She reminds me oddly of Cecily. She has our hair, and even the red stone pulsing at her throat. "Oh good, you're awake." She was standing up now, and I realized how tall she was. She was almost as tall as Tessa. "Where am I?" I know it is a pathetic question, but I really need to know. "The New York Institute, but I suppose you already know that." I didn't know that. The girl was wearing the shortest thing I've ever seen. If it was meant to be a dress, it was a sorry excuse for one. It cut off right on the center of her thigh. "What's your name?" Finally, some introduction. "Herondale. William Herondale." She looked confused. "Isabelle, Isabelle Lightwood." No wonder. We shook hands, but she still looked confused. "My brother's parabatai is a Herondale. His name is Jace." He must be a descendant of mine. "What is today's date?" Isabelle's face was a mask of confusion. "April 28, 2014, why?" 2014? "Not possible. It's February 14, 1878." No way possible. "Well Dorothy, looks like you're not in Kansas anymore." You can say that again.

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