Clary Fray Imagines

The Sight

The advice had been to find the High-Warlock of Brooklyn and he could fix everything. The fact that they had mentioned warlock in the same conversation as finding someone to fix the weird things you were seeing, made you feel worse.

Being back in Brooklyn made you feel uncomfortable. Your family had moved away when you had started to see things. Monsters, demonic faces on strangers in the street and black leather clad gang members, covered in tattoos. Someone had found you and explained that you had something called the sight and that you were valuable in the war against Nephalim. You'd run away from home when you found that they had convinced your parents into some sort of cult like worship of your gift.

Now you were stumbling through the streets, away from a stranger who had been staring at you. Though in their defence, you'd been staring at what you thought could be a stinger arching from their back. Starting to run at the sound of footsteps you tried to remember the name of the street, Magnus Bane's home was on. You plunge into someone and gasp as you straighten up. "Clary?" you said uncertainty as you looked at the girl in front of you. She looked just like Clary but she was dressed like the... the people that were supposed to be Nephailim.

"They can see you? I swear if this is another secret Shadowhunter thing..!" A blond boy said as he came up to her.

"Oh god. This is it. I'm finally cracking. I'm going insane." You muttered to yourself as you tried to hold onto the wall. Your legs buckled under you and Clary grabbed hold of you. "Magnus Bane isn't even real. Just someone you made up." You muttered.

"Wait, did they say Magnus?" Another voice added.

"We don't have time for this, we need to get that demon. They're hunting down Mundanes!" A third, or maybe fourth voice said.

"Izzy, you deal with that. Alec will you help me take (Y/N) to..."

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You shot up to your feet and stumbled around the strange room. You couldn't tell where you were or who had gotten hold of you but you soon recognised Clary. "(Y/N), you're ok. I got you to Magnus."

"You're lucky you ran into Clary. Alec said some sort of Demon was following you." A man said quickly as he hurried over.

"This is real?"

"It is." He answered.

"You're real, not some sort of fever dream?"

"It's been a long time since someones asked me that, but yes."

"You're telling me I'm not insane. That all that stuff I've been seeing is real! Those people that got to my parents want me to... look for Nephilim!" You rambled on and Clary hurried over to give you a hug.

"That would explain what those new demons are doing in town." Alec said from the edge of your view. Magnus hummed in agreement and moved so Cary could sit with you.

"You've been seeing these things for a while?" She asked and you nodded.

"It's why we moved. The doctor I saw said it would help. We just live in a gated community of... weirdos that want to hunt Nephilim." You answered.

"We have to help protect (Y/N). I know Simon will agree with me so that means, Raphael will agree. There's no way Luke will let (Y/N) be used like that. He wouldn't allow it." Clary said firmly to Alec who sighed.

"If Magnus can keep him here for a few days and figure out what's going on. Then I am sure that some sort of amnesty can be offered." Alec said diplomatically.

"I don't need a few days. He's always had the sight. The only difference is that Jocelyn and I are no longer powerful enough to keep him from seeing things. We haven't been for a long while." Magnus said casually.

"You knew that this would happen to him!" Clary snapped and he shook his head.

"I knew that I hadn't heard from the warlocks I asked to watch over him, for a long while. I certainly didn't think that a demonic cult had gotten their hands on his family. Your mother tried to beg and plead for him to stay. She even offered to take him on when his parents said he was too much for them. There was nothing we could do." Magnus offered and Clary could see by the strained pain on his face he was being honest with her.

"So what are you going to do, to help him now?" She demanded.

"Unfortunately it is now up to you Clary. You can craft your own runes. He isn't one of you but he isn't human. Not demonic but... something. You'll need to craft a run for him and I will ask for the warlocks and vampires to be on the lookout for the people after him. I'm sure Luke will do that same." Magnus explained and you felt Clary's hand squeeze on your shoulder.

"I'm not human?" You asked and he sighed.

"Yes and no. Which is not the answer that you want. But someone like you is in between it all. It's rare and hard to deal with." Magnus explained to you as he gave you a warm drink.

"But we're here for you. You're not alone. We'll go and find Simon and I just know Izzy will like you." Clary said as she hugged you again. You smiled and let out a shaky sigh. It was good to have Clary with you. Even if it meant what little of your world you had worked so hard to protect had shattered. Clary and Simon were your family now. And they were with you. A tear ran down your cheek as you started into the swirling steam coming off your drink. They were real and with you.