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Olympias’s point of view:
Suddenly the ground started to shake… an earthquake in Brooklyn?
“Olly, Olly, wake up! I have great news!” came a squeak from the living room. Not an earthquake it’s just Magnus, however I’m not sure if I wouldn’t rather have the earthquake. I can’t believe I’m living with a dirty warlock! No matter how wonderful he is I can’t forget that he is a Downworlder and they are beneath us, if I do that not only will it make me weak but Sebastian will never allow me near him again.
“Magnus, we spent the whole night gathering warlocks into the safe house, why can’t you let me sleep in peace!?”
“Usually I would darling but this is juicy news.” He proclaimed entering my room.
“Juicy? I don’t like it when you use that word, it always means trouble.” I sighed.
“It does not.” He argued with a roll of his eyes.
“Last time you described news as juicy you told me Valentine had reappeared and was targeting warlocks.” I argued settling myself comfortably in my pillows, it seemed like it would be a long talk.
“Bad example” he pouted.
“The time before that, a werewolf and a Seelie were arguing in central park and it almost got me killed.”
“You Shadowhunters sure have a good memory.”
“The clave makes sure of it by making us remember all the runes currently in existence before we go through the ceremony.” I said. It’s a necessary duty for a Shadowhunter, but we are young and keep studying the runes almost every day afterwards so there really is no point.
“All of them? But you were eight when you received your angelical rune.” He said sitting by my side of the bed, enveloping me in a hug.
“The clave makes no exceptions.” I sighted.
Just for a little bit, I can allow myself to enjoy this warmth for a little while….
“Yikes, but I’m not surprised you managed it, you Herondale’s have always been incredibly smart.” He proclaimed with a smile patting my head.
“Magnus.” I warned. No one can know I’m a Herondale. I’m still not exactly sure why I told the truth to Magnus….
“My lips are sealed darling, you know that. Anyhow I got an irresistible preposition from the New York institute?” he said kissing my forehead for reassurance. He treats me like a child… like… I don’t know, but it doesn’t feel okay to be this close to someone with demon blood.
“Preposition?” I said to prompt him to continue.
“They will give me back my ruby necklace and in exchange I have to give them some sort of information.”
“Your demon detecting necklace?” I questioned, the necklace he gave Camille?
“Isn’t it a good deal?” He exclaimed.
“Depends on the information they want. Why do you want it back?” I pressed on.
“I’m not going to tell them anything important and the necklace is beautiful and powerful no matter its history.” Good! I can’t risk my mission. I have to give Valentine those warlocks or he won’t tell me where Sebastian is.
“You wouldn’t risk your life for a stupid necklace Magnus, I know you.”
“Clarissa Fairchild is with them.” He confessed.
“So?” I said doing my best to sound indifferent.
“I saw her grow up, I want to offer her my protection.”
“Is that… you know…safe? She is Valentine’s daughter.” I said, giving my voice a worried tone.
Clarissa… the girl I replaced…
“She was raised by Jocelyn and I’ve seen her mind many times she is nothing like her father.” He argued.
“Fair enough. Want me to come with?” Even if he is dirty he is the first person to care for me in any sort of way, I will keep him safe until judgment day.
“No, you should focus on keeping the hide out safe. If things go south I will retreat immediately, you have my word darling” he promised.
“Very well. What time are you meeting them?”
“In two hours.”
“Then you better start getting ready all mighty High Warlock of Brooklyn.” I teased.
“Yes, I shall. Rest a bit more, I’ll wake you before I leave.” He smirked.
“Wonderful!” I sighted laying back on my bed.
An hour and a half later we both went through a portal. Me to the hide out and him to meet with Clary Fairchild and her companions.
Astara’s point of view:
Ok, I’ll admit it, I’m lost. When a girl first finds herself in New York, all she can think is ‘damn, I’m in New York!’ but eventually the thrill wears off and you realize your all alone in one of the most populated, smog induced cities in the world. I’m living in a hotel because I can’t find a decent apartment that doesn’t cost an arm and a leg the only two people I’ve even talked to since I got here won’t answer any of my calls.
The last part especially sucked because the only reason I left the hotel in the first place was to give one of the only two people I knew and was friends with in New York her birthday present. Now I can’t find her and I’m left wondering the gutters of New York looking like the victim in a slasher horror film.
Just as I was about to give up and call an Uber driver to beg him to pick me up at one o’ clock in the morning I saw who I was so desperately looking for. Was she going to a rave? What was she wearing?! And who was she with? They didn’t look like normal people. None of the people waiting in line did. “Clary!” I called out in relief, running up to her, gift in hand.
“Astara?” She asked, looking at me with complete shock.
“Thank God I found you, I have been wandering the city for two hours completely lost…. hey, isn’t that the guy you were talking to outside that club the other day?” I asked curiously. I couldn’t believe Simon wasn’t here with her, I never saw one without the other in the month I had known them.
“You can see us?” A girl with shiny black hair asked me. I’m not going to lie, if I was going to have a strait crush, it’d be her.
“Yeah, you’re the three hot people standing with my friend.” I shrugged, why wouldn’t I see them? “Happy birthday Clary.” I said happily, passing her her gift.
“Seriously, is this another one?” The dark haired boy asked the blonde, sounding frustrated.
“Another what?” I asked kind of snappishly, seriously, rude.
“Thanks Astara, really but now’s not a good time” she said apologetically, passing me my gift back.
It was then that I noticed how charged the air around them was. It didn’t feel like they were going into a rave it felt like they were going to war. “Is everything ok?” I asked, growing concerned.
“Seriously, how does this one see us?” The dark haired one was clearly exasperated. I wasn’t far behind.
“Excuse me but ‘this one’ has a name and it’s Astara.”
Before he could rebuttal though we were already at the entrance to the rave. “Five then?” The man asked in a slightly bored tone.
“Yes.” I stated before any of them could send me off. He didn’t even I.D. me…AWESOME.
“Astara-”
“Please Clary, I literally have no way or idea how to get back to my hotel and I’ve been living there for a month now.” I pleaded.
At the least, I didn’t look too casual. I had been hoping the three of us could hang out so I wore a nice shirt and high length skirt with flats. And honestly, I would do just about anything for the chance to get off my feet for a minute. I don’t even want to know what my feet look like right now. “Sure.” The girl with the black hair said with a smile, wrapping her arm around mine and leading me inside.
“Sure?” The blonde one said
“Sure, we can’t just leave this poor girl alone in an area like this, can we Alec?” So that was rude boy’s name.
“Thanks, Clary I really think you’ll like my gift.” I handed her the small box as not only a birthday present now but an apology for crashing her night.
She quickly opened it up, curiosity piqued. Inside was a gold evil eye charm bracelet. The black micro cord would fit any wrist and match any outfit so I thought it was perfect. “It’s supposed to help ward off evil.” I informed her, hoping she’d like it.
Clary finally smiled and I let out a breath of relief. “Thanks Star, I love it.” I could tell she meant it when she immediately put it on.
“No problem.” I smiled.
When we got inside the girl with dark hair immediately took me to the bar away from some of the other party goers. “So…Is there some kind of theme going on here?” I asked curiously, I had to admit this was interesting, some of these guys had fangs. I knew they were fake but it was still a little weird.
“Something like that. My name is Isabelle by the way, Isabelle Lightwood.” She held out her hand for me to shake.
“Astara Taylor” I said politely, shaking her hand.
“So, Astara, what are you exactly?” She asked, leaning in with her eyebrows raised.
“Virgo” I said without thinking. Was she hitting on me? This was new, gez how do I handle this?
“What?”
“What?” Wow this was awkward.
I looked over her shoulder, hoping to find Clary again when I noticed something weird. Clary was talking to some guy wearing his eye makeup better than me (seriously, how is that possible). That wasn’t weird, there was some creepy looking guy in fancy clothing creeping up to them while Clary and the glittery guy where arguing.
O shit that’s some kind of weapon! “Look out!” I screamed.
What was happening?!
Isabel ran and I quickly rushed up to where they had been talking. The rude guy from earlier walked up to the now dead (holy shit he was dead!) body. He picked up the long blade the attempted attacker had and picked it up. “Who are you?” The sparkly man asked him, clearly enamoured.
Ok, this was not happening, this was not happening. I probably just got really lost and walked into a lamp post. I am now dreaming this and my wallet is being stolen. Yeah, that’s what’s happening. “Magnus wait! You’re my only hope.” Clary grabbed the man who looked like he somehow tore a hole through the fabric of existence, was that a portal?! I haven’t seen anything like that since Simon made me watch the syfi channel with him.
“Valentine found us. I warned your mother this might happen.” Magnus said, looking like he was about to run away and jump into the portal.
“Wait!” Clary pleaded. It was too late though, Magnus jumped through the portal.
“The area’s secure. Looks like he was the only assassin.” Isabel walked back up to us, almost as if this was some kind of daily occurrence to her. Maybe it was. Who were these people?!
“He has a Circle rune on the base of his neck.” Rude guy stated
“What the HELL is going on?” I demanded
“Quiet mundane” what the hell is with this rude man?!
“They found us. It’s not safe here.” The blonde one stated, grabbing my arm as if he was afraid I would run away. I probably would have too. “Clary, we have to go. Clary.” He raised his voice to get her attention but she was too busy staring at where the portal was. It was if she couldn’t believe what just happened either.
They ran out the back door dragging me along when suddenly the blonde stopped near the door. “Jace.” Isabelle said, clearly wondering why he stopped.
“Clary, we have to move.” Jace said as she refused to budge.
“I’m catching my breath.” She stated, throwing her hands up in the air. It looked like she had lost hope about whatever it was that brought her here.
“Clary, could you please explain to me what’s going on…and could you please let go of my arm?!” I yelled at Jace, the strong hold was starting to hurt.
He loosened his hold on me but stayed close, probably in case I ran, I would have. “You know what? This is great and not only did Magnus not get the girl her memories back, he took the necklace. And on top of that, we have ANOTHER mundane here to worry about.” He said, pointing and looking at me like I was a disease he wanted to be free of. “This is fantastic.”
“Alec, the girl, her name is Clary and I highly suggest you keep your voice down.” Ok, well clearly he has feelings for her. Didn’t change the fact that I had no idea what was going on and no one would talk to me.
“Why? What, are you afraid I’m gonna upset her? We have risked our lives again and again for this girl, and where has it gotten us? All right? Nowhere. We’re no closer to getting the Mortal Cup. And we’ve lost the Institute’s necklace. And now we’re going to have to pay a vampire to remove some mundane’s memories!”
“Astara! Ok, my name is Astara! If you’re going to insult me to my face at least use my name!” I couldn’t take this anymore, I just watched them kill some guy. I just watched some guy jump through a magic portal. And now I don’t know if I’m gonna live or die.
“Yeah, and I am right here! I don’t care about your damn jewelry. I’m sorry you’re gonna look bad in front of your bosses, okay? But my mother is still missing and my last chance at finding her just disappeared into thin air.” Clary said, exasperated.
“Clary, it’s gonna be fine.” Jace tried to assure her.
“No, it’s not! People are dying because of me, and Magnus? Magnus will never come out of hiding again while Valentine is still after him. We’re never gonna find him and I will never get my memories back.”
“You give up way too easy.” Jace smirked. He opened his palm to reveal what looked like a silver button and walked a little further before stopping.
“What is he doing?” Clary asked.
“He’s tracking Magnus. Be quiet and keep your distance.” Rude demanded.
“This is crazy.” I stated.
“The button belonged to Magnus. Jace can pinpoint the location using that.” Isabel said, and my brain just checked out.
“No. The signal’s not strong enough. Magnus must be blocking the track. Let’s do this, Alec.” Jace said.
“Do what?” Clary asked
“Parabatai tracking.” Isabel said.
“Of course they are.” Clary said sarcastically, that obviously didn’t explain anything and I could tell Clary thought so too.
“When parabatais track, their power grows stronger. Jace and Alec are gonna track Magnus together.” Ok, so I guess everyone can get an explanation but me.
“Yeah, this whole parabatai thing seems oddly intimate, if you ask me.” Clary asked.
“You don’t know the half of it.”
“Got him.” Jace said smugly.
“Let’s go mundane.” Alec demanded, grabbing my arm to pull me along again.
I kicked him in the leg, making him drop me in pain and anger. “I am not going anywhere with you until someone tells me what the HELL IS GOING ON!” I’ve just reached my limit. “I just saw you kill a man and another man just jumped into a magic hole, I am done!”
Clary put a hand on my shoulder, making me jump a little. “Astara, I’m sorry. All I can tell you is that monsters are real and I just found out my father is alive and is one of them.”
“But your dad died in the war.” This was making no sense.
“No, he didn’t” she explained “I’ll explain more later but right now I really need to go find Magnus Bane.”
I sighed. “Fine I’ll go with you but then I really need an explanation.” I said with determination.
“Deal.” She said then grabbed my hand, pulling me along.
What did I just get myself into?
Olympia’s point of view-
As soon as I got to the hide out I checked the wards and searched for their weakest point so that Valentine’s men could destroy it and enter the hide out. A small part of me rebelled against my decision but I had no other choice. Without Sebastian, I am nothing, I have nothing. My brother has long since disappeared. The clave separated us due to my enhanced angelical power, they said he would be in the way of my training; therefore, we could not have any sort of contact.
I was five years old. I was always alone until Sebastian found me. I owed him everything, he freed me from the clave’s claws and all he asked in return was for me to love him. I told him he didn’t have to ask it of me because I already loved him. I love him so much that sometimes I believe it will drive me mad… I sent the information to Valentine and then reunited with the warlocks, pretending everything was alright, like I didn’t just sign their death sentences.
“Olly, will you play with me?” Asked Zoe once I entered the room.
“Sure Zoe. What do you want to play?” I replied, returning the hug she was giving me.
“Can you teach me Chess?”
“Of course, dear, let’s go” I said taking her hand in mine. Warlock or not she is still just a child…
I was halfway through my explanation on what moves each piece could make when Magnus returned. “How did it go?” I questioned. At his arrival Zoe went to her father’s side while Magnus sat in her seat.
“We were ambushed by circle members.” He sighted
I didn’t know about that…. Damn you Valentine, the asshole always goes behind my back. If I didn’t need him I would end him myself! “Are you okay?” I asked, touching his arms trying to show concern for his wellbeing.
“Yes, there weren’t many. The Shadowhunters took care of them easily.” He assured me.
“That’s good. What did they want?”
“They wanted me to return Clary’s memories.” Of course they do, so much trouble for a bloody cup.
“But you don’t have them…right?” I asked, uncertain.
“Right, I fed them to the demon like you advised me to.” Good, this way Magnus is no good to Valentine and therefore no longer in grave danger.
“Good, it’s safer that way.” I replied with a smile.
Suddenly the wards fell which released a strong magic wave that threw us all to the ground.
“Valentine’s found us. Everyone go into the defensive positions.” I ordered getting up and standing directly in front of all the warlocks.
“Olympia!” Gulped Magnus.
“I will take care of everything here, you go restore those wards Magnus.” I commanded, smiling a bit to reassure him.
“Be careful darling.”
“Aren’t I always?” I smirked.
“See you soon.” He promised.
“yeah…Soon.” I mumbled. If they have their way, I will never see you again
I took my twin seraph blades from my back and united them into a double-edged spear, as it will give me a wider range of attack, I might be responsible for it but that doesn’t mean I can’t protect these… Downworlders. My job was to allow them in, that’s it.
Three men entered the lair luckily, they only had short range weapons, which made it a lot easier for me as I could focus entirely on them. One of them initiated a frontal attack while the other two attempted to sneak on my sides to get to the warlocks.
They dare to underestimate me; they will pay for that!
I grabbed the handles of my blades in in a quick motion dislodged my blades and threw them at the ones at the sides of me; preventing them from moving in and then quickly disarmed the one that came straight at me. He got out of my hold but I quickly had him back on the ground. At the corner of my eye I saw Zoe and her father going into the warehouse. “Zoe!” I shouted but the child ignored me and continued to follow her father. I knocked out the guy I was fighting with and was on my way to her when one of the other guys unscrewed himself from the wall and came at me with my own blade.
Idiot.
“You really don’t want to do that.” I chimed.
“And why is that little girl? What are you going to do? You don’t have any weapons.” He teased.
“I don’t need any to take you down.” I stated getting into position.
I Did a round house kick, hitting his legs making him lose his balance and loose the grip on the blade. Once he was down I put my heel on his neck and took my blade back.
“Don’t ever touch my blades again!” I threatened. Sebastian gave them to me.
“Seems like you have everything under control in here, darling. Zoe, go with the others this is no place for a little girl like you.” Magnus stated.
I hit the guy’s head with the back of my blade and then went to the one that was still stuck to the wall. When I released my blade, he fell to the floor like a rag doll. He moved faster than I anticipated so the blade hit him straight in the heart instead of in the shoulder. Upsy.
When I turned to the room Magnus was talking to Clary and three other Shadowhunters. There was also a girl who was staring at me with wide eyes, is she scared? She had weird colored eyes, blue with gold flecks and strait, choppy hair that looked as if it was on fire, it suited her.
“Hold on everyone, we are going to move.” Magnus advised before he started a spell.
Magus transported us back to his apartment in Brooklyn, once I regained my balance I gave him a dirty look I made sure he noticed, he knows I hate it when he does this.
“I love a dirty lair as much as any guy but this one is just sloppy.” He said flipping the table while ogling… Alec?
“Alec Lightwood?” I questioned.
“Olympia Crow!” He exclaimed before giving me a hug.
“You two know each other?” The girl I assume is Izzy asked.
“She was my sparring partner when we were young.” He stated putting his arm around my shoulders leaning on me.
“I was more like your coach.” I countered stepping away from that adorable giant.
“If you say so.” He teased. “Why are you here?” he added.
“You know that Idris was never my place and the angel knows I could never be in an institute being ordered around so I just wander from place to place. I was put in charge of dealing with any Downworld…problems.” I explained with a shrug.
“You were casted out, you mean.” Smirked the blond guy. I can tell from the get go he was arrogant.
“Jace!”
“I was simply tried of be ordered around by people who didn’t understand the real circumstances we live in.” I stated dismissing Jace’s statement.
“I think I’m gonna be sick.” The girl who may just be an innocent bystander said, flopping onto a chair, putting her head between her legs. By the angel, is she going to throw up?!
“Astara” Clary ran over to the girl and started rubbing her back soothingly.
“Who invited the mundane?” Magnus asked curiously, o crap so she is just human.
“She’s a friend of mine Magnus but that’s not why we are here right now. My memories?” She said, bringing us back to the point of what we were doing here in the first place.
We all turned to Magnus so that he could tell us what to do.
Astara’s point of view-
“Okay, so how do we summon the memory demon?” Ok, so there are demons in the world, that’s cool, no biggie. They teach us that in church anyway.
Wow, denial really wasn’t just a river in Egypt.
“Are you certain? Summoning such a powerful demon could be lethal.” Magnus warned, ok, at least someone here made sense.
“I’ll do anything to save my mother. Where is the demon?” And were back to the crazy.
Ok, so I guess on some level I knew the world was a weird place. I wasn’t exactly normal myself…HEY, maybe if I stick around long enough they can figure out what was wrong with me. Maybe they can make me normal like everyone else! I better sit up first.
“Okay. Pretty boy, get your team ready.” Magnus snapped his fingers like the ringleader at a circus. Guess it will be a show.
“You know what to do.” Jace told the rude boy, automatically assuming he was the pretty one, man some egos some guys have.
“I’m not talking to you.” Ha! “I’m talking to you.” Huh, so Magnus had a thing for rude guys. Interesting. “Come with me” he told Clary. He snapped his fingers again. “Olympia, watch over the mundane for me will you?”
“My name is Astara” seriously, is it so hard to learn my name.
“No one cares.” I HATE THIS GUY!
“Piss off!”
Suddenly the girl I could only assume was Olympia put her hand on my shoulder. I had to admit she was pretty, athletic with pale wavy blonde hair and blue eyes. She’s what my mom would have called an all American beauty. “Easy girl, we have time to hate each other later. How’s a glass of water sound?”
“Got anything stronger?” I asked bluntly.
“I like your style” Magnus stated before he waved his hand and a dirty martini popped in my hand.
“Maybe not the best way to do that Magnus.” Olympia lectured, no kidding!
He just shrugged and escorted Clary out of the room.
It was quiet, rude boy was getting things ready and Isabel was following his orders while I just sat there, not knowing what to do. That left Olympia there to babysit me which I assumed meant making sure I didn’t run or do anything stupid. I drank the martini in one gulp.
Suddenly I could hear Clary screaming though, making me drop my Martini glass. Olympia gently yet firmly put me back in my seat. Everyone else flinched a little but didn’t go into the next room so I assumed whatever it was wasn’t too serious. At least I hoped that’s what it meant.
“Try not to worry so much, you won’t even remember this in a few hours.” Isabel assured me. It wasn’t as comforting as she thought it would be.
“Of course there’s always the chance that you’ll want to remember this, I’ve been told I’m unforgettable.” Magnus said when he entered the room again, not looking at me but at rude boy (that’s gonna be my nickname for him) again.
“Really Magnus?” Olympia stated.
“It’s ready” Clary called from the other room and we all followed Magnus to Clary
Inside was a large and beautifully drawn pentagram on the ground with Clary standing proud above it. “Jocelyn was right; your artistry is beyond compare.” Magnus complemented. I must admit, I always knew Clary was good but I never knew she was this good.
“I don’t know about that.” She said, clearly flattered.
“Oh, the only other person I’ve known who could draw as well was Michelangelo, who was excellent in bed, I might add.” I kind of wanted to ask if hitting on one guy by telling him about the other guys he bedded really worked but I figured this wasn’t the time or the place. “Olympia, I imagine our little mundane friend is feeling very confused and lost right now. Plus, she doesn’t need to see this nor would I imagine she would really want to, so could you look after her until we’re done?” Magnus asked.
“Sure” she sounded a little reluctant but didn’t complain as she maneuvered me out the door. At least she didn’t pull my arm like the others.
She pointed to the chair in silent offering but I was feeling too antsy to sit so I settled for looking around the apartment instead. It was nicely furnished and definitely had a magical yet homey feel to it. I walked over towards the bookshelves curiously, Olympia eying my every move.
I held in a gasp as I saw a book with the birthmark on my back on the cover. Without thinking, I grabbed the book on the shelf, hoping to look inside when I felt a sudden sharp pain in the back of my head. It was like someone stabbed me in the back of my skull with a knife. I grabbed my head to try to hold it back but it wasn’t happening.
O no, not now.
I was in a dark, barely light room. A man with the look of a psycho killer was hovering over a red head, Jocelyn! He smiled down at her. “I’m going to have that cup Jocelyn and our daughter. It’ll be like one big happy family.” What a creeper!
As suddenly as the pain was there, it was gone, leaving a dull ache behind. I had dropped the book and it was open to a page with my birthmark on it, labeled The Third Eye. I looked up and there was Olympia, looking at me like she’s just seen the holy grail.
“There something you want to tell me new girl?” She asked with a raised eyebrow.
“I wouldn’t know where to start.” I admitted. If there was even a chance I could be normal, I had to take it, and this could be it.
“The beginning is always I good place.” She answered
Before I could answer or even open my mouth, we heard screaming and Magnus calling “Olympia!”
This wasn’t going to end well.
Olympia’s point of view-
“Stay here” I told Astara, I can’t risk her getting in danger now that I know she is not a mundane.
Of course, something had to go wrong! It always is when demons are involved but Clary insisted she had to have her memories back. I bet she doesn’t even know where the cup is and all of this was for nothing!
I quickly grabbed my blades and ran to the adjacent room where they were. When I reached the demon it was trying to take Jace with him to hell, Alec and Izzy were trying to pull him out, and Magnus was doing his best to stop the demon from returning to his dimension. Clary was just staring. Weak!
“Get out of the way.” I said pushing Clary aside so that I could reach the demon.
“Olympia, I can’t hold it for much longer.” Screamed Magnus, I could tell by the strain in his voice he was losing energy fast.
“Clary grab that blade, I will distract the demon and you will have to strike it.”
“But…”
“Just attack it when I tell you to!”
I stabbed the demon on its side diverting his attention to me which made him weaken his hold on Jace which allowed Alec and his sister to get him out of the demon’s claws. I twisted my blade and shouted to clary. “Now!”
She slashed the demon and it returned to hell.
She dropped the blade and joined the other two fussing over Jace who had passed out. I walked to Magnus and helped him stand up.
“Are you okay Magnus?”
“Yes, thank you sweetheart.”
“I’m always here for you.” I said with a smile and then got close to his ear and whispered. “We can’t let Astara leave, she is not a mundane.”
He nodded and walked to the others side.
“Is he going to be alright?” asked Clary in a panic.
“I don’t know. Does he just normally lay on the ground like that without moving?” he teased sarcastically, Clary responded with a bitch face.
After a while Jace got up breathing heavily, Alec went outside and Magnus followed. I wanted to give them some time so I approached Jace.
“How you feeling?” I asked.
“I’m okay, just need to catch my breath.” He groaned while standing up.
“Well by the way Clary was acting someone would think you died.” I smirked trying to get under her skin.
“I’m not that weak.” He snorted trying to get his breathing under control.
“I can see that. I guess your arrogance is a bit justified.” I teased.
I kind of like Jace he makes me feel somewhat at home?
“You should come to the institute sometime; I would like to fight you.” He said walking close to me with challenge clear in his eyes.
“It will be a pleasure to kick your ass Jace.” I laughed.
“We better go to the institute; this was all for nothing.” Clary intervened getting in between Jace and I… is she jealous?
“Good bye then. It was nice to meet you Jace and Izzy.” I said with a nod leaving out Clary on purpose.
“You too, Alec used to talk about you nonstop when we were younger. It’s good to put a face to the name.” Izzy said with a large smile.
“Same here Izzy. See you around guys.” I replied with a smile and went to the living room.
I sat on the armchair close to the window and tried to block out the goodbyes exchanged by our visitors. The dawn is beautiful, it always reminds me that even the darkest of night can be purged by the light, that eventually we will win this war against the demons and purge this world from their plague… I wonder what will happen to the Downworld? Vampires, werewolves and Seelie’s don’t need the aid of demons to multiply but there will not be any new warlocks in the world, that’s a good thing…right?
“Astara let’s go, I’ll take you to your hotel.” That statement brought out of my thoughts.
“Clary, I…” she stuttered
“Astara is staying with us.” I declared.
“No, she’s coming back with us.” Clary argued.
“While you were trying to persuade that demon to give you your memories back, Astara and I got to talking and she told me she was living in a hotel. Besides, she’s never been to Brooklyn before so I told her she could stay with us. It’ll save her some money and Magnus and I could use the company.” I stated finally looking at Clary.
“Me and Olly could use another drinking buddy. Drinking games aren’t as funny with just two people” added Magnus.
“Are you sure Astara?” Questioned Izzy
“Yeah, it’ll help me save some money and I’m tired of being alone all the time.” Astara said while giving me and Magnus side glances.
“Magnus is a high warlock and Olympia is an amazing Shadowhunter, she will be safer here than at a hotel.” Declared Alec walking closer to the door.
“Weren’t we going to erase her memories.” Clary snapped turning to her companions.
“That’s so selfish of you Clary. she has the sight and now that she is aware of it, it’s not wise to erase her memories wouldn’t you agree?” I teased.
“She is right Clary.” Said Izzy putting a hand on Clary’s shoulder.
“Fine. Bye Astara. Take care.” Clary sighed.
“You too Clary. See you soon.” Astara said, giving Clary a hug.
Once they left I turned to Astara and asked. “Ready to talk?”
Astara’s point of view-
I’m not going to lie; I was a little hurt with the way Clary practically blew me off. She treated me like a problem she’d now have to deal with, not a friend SHE accidently dragged into this mess. Honestly, the only one who’d been nice to me in that group was Isabel. It made me feel a little betrayed. I knew she was dealing with stuff but I wondered if she considered how I might be dealing with this mess. Since the day we met I was Simon and Clary’s third wheel and I was ok with that.
Even back home in Idaho I hardly had anyone. I had a foster family that hadn’t really given a damn and a few friends that I didn’t really know and who didn’t know me. When I made it to New York and got into college on an academic scholarship I felt like I could finally breath. When I Met Clary and Simon I thought I could finally be happy. I just don’t know what to think or feel right now.
“Astara?!” Olympia said, snapping me out of me revere. “Are you ready to talk?”
“Yeah.” I assured her, turning to Olympia and Magnus.
“I wouldn’t worry too much about Clary dear” Magnus tried to sound reassuring. “She’s going through a lot.”
“So am I.” I stated, wanting to move on from the subject. “I don’t even know what I am and what this world you guys live in is.”
Magnus sighed. “Ok, well first off, what did you and Olympia talk about.”
“Not much to be honest.” If these people could tell me what was going on with me I had to be truthful. “I didn’t even know there was a room here for grabs, so if that was just a lie to keep me here I understand.”
“I wouldn’t have said that if we didn’t want you to stay.” Olympia assured me, she was comforting in a way, offering me solace she didn’t even know I needed.
“And why do we want her to stay exactly?” Magnus asked, looking between Olympia and I with a raised eyebrow.
Instead of answering, Olympia walked over to the book we left on the ground and picked up the book I held. She kept it open to the symbol and slowly passed it to Magnus. He took it and when he saw what page it was on his eyes widened. I couldn’t help this was it, I would finally find out what was wrong with me. Maybe even cure it.
“What is it, what is that symbol?” I asked somewhat demandingly.
“The third eye.” Magnus stated, almost shakingly