A/N: I'm truly sorry that I haven't updated in a while to my viewers. I have recently started school and some very bad things have been happening to my family. So I am sorry if I have upset any of you guys. I love all of my viewers, so I am deeply sorry.
Where it all began…
Clary's P.O.V.
Chapter 7:
"Samantha!" I gasped, looking at the friend I abandoned all those years ago.
"Hello, best friend." Samantha said coldly.
"It's good to know you recognize me from all those years ago." She continued.
"I could never forget you." I said slowly regaining my cool.
"I would hope so." Samantha said as she slowly put me down.
"Yea, I see immortality suits you." I said cautiously while checking myself for bruises.
"Yeah well, I learned how to make it better suit me, after you left." She said coldly at the end.
"Yes well, I already have one best friend that turned into the Night's children in front of my eyes. I didn't want to witness another waking in the middle of the night."
"Ah yes, the Day Lighter. Too bad he no longer has the Mark of Cain."
"You wouldn't dare." I threatened.
"Oh but I would, after all I'm just returning the favor." Samantha murmured.
"What do you mean?"
"Well don't they say 'Hell hath no fury' babe? It's just in a matter of time." Samantha said.
"Samantha, leave Simon out of this. We both know this is between us, not my friends."
"That's the thing, you see you hurt my friends too, one being your brother." She stated coolly.
"Jonathan?" I gasped.
"The one and only."
Out of my peripheral vision I could see a flash of gold, from behind a trash can.
Jace
"Samantha, I can help you. You don't have to do this." I said glancing slightly at the trash bin out of the corner of my eye.
"I'm sorry Clary, but the Samantha you know is dead. You killed her the day you left me in the middle of the night to run away to a different Institute across the country with Eric." Samantha spat.
"Sammy… You know I didn't mean to hurt you. I'm sorry." I said cautiously.
"You know what, I'm over it. But sorry will never be enough." Samantha said before flashing her fangs and leaving.
After she left and out of my sight, I collapsed onto my knees and sobbed.
"Jace, you can come out now. I know you 're there." I called out shakily.
I heard light footsteps, belonging to only shadow hunters, coming towards me.
Once Jace got to me, he bent down and helped me up and hugged me as I sobbed into his chest. After a while he lifted my chin and made me look up at his face.
"Oh Clary, it's all right. Don't worry about it." Jace murmured soothingly.
"No it's not, we were Pārbati."
"I know, but it will be alright. Now come on, let's get you back to the Institute." He murmured slowly, like talking to a child, and started walking with me slightly behind.
The whole time I was walking, all I could think about was the pain I felt for my dead Pārbati.
Once we got back to the Institute, Isabelle and Simon met us at the door.
"Where's the -… Clary are you okay? What happened?" Izzy asked me as she looked a t my teary-eyed face.
"I saw my old Pārbati." I murmured sadly.
"Oh honey, I'm so sorry." Izzy murmured as she gave me a hug.
"Come on let's get you inside." Izzy continued.
We walked into the warm Institute with Izzy and Simon holding me slightly, as though I was fragile.
"I'm sorry Clary that this happened to you." Simon said as we walked to the kitchen.
"How did you find out?"
Simon pointed his fingers as Izzy who smiled sheepishly.
"It's alright, I just wasn't expecting it." I murmured.
"No it's not I promised I would always take care of you." Simon argued.
"Hey there's somebody at the door asking for Clary. What do-?" Alec said as he walked into the kitchen.
"Oh hey Clary, what's wrong?" Alec continued.
"Nothing, just who is at the door?"
"Somebody who claims that they know you."
"Oh okay, I'll get it." I said as I got up and started walking to the door.
I sighed before I opened the door.
I gasped, once the door opened and revealed who it was.
"Thomas!"