What if Valentine was murdered under the Uprising? What if Clary had found out about the shadowhunters on her own? What if Jace and Clary had never met?

Clary is new to the world of Shadowhunters. She is assigned a bodyguard, a personal tutor, to train and teach her the ways of the Shadowhunter world.

I'm a Shadowhunter

I am Clary. I am a red-headed girl with fierce green eyes. I am a shadowhunter.

It's been a week since I found out about the shadowhunters. And of course I'm mad at my mom for keeping such a huge secret from me. But the most overwhelming part of all of this is, that I'm half human, half angel. I carry the angel Raziel's blood in my veins.

Although reluctant at first, I finally convinced my mom to take me up on the training. But according to the Clave, they want me tutored by someone who's an actual shadowhunter.

And today, was the day I was going to meet my new teacher. I'm not going to lie, I was pretty nervous. Every time I thought about it, waves of nervousness bubbled up inside of me. But teachers were always nice, they had to be.

I stepped out of the cab, and onto the street. Mom had taught me to see through glamour. A big and tall building towered over me, as I looked up upon the Institute. My stomache fluttered, the nervousness was back. I walked through the enormous gates. They looked so old, yet they weren't rusty. I was supposed to meet with the tutor's mother, who was the head of the Institute, in the Library.

The Library was painfully quiet. My boots echoed through the room, even though I tried to tread as lightly as possible.

"Clary Fairchild." A strict voice boomed from the desk, where two angels held a flat surface. I turned my head, to see a tall, pretty and dark-haired woman sitting behind the desk.

"I am Maryse." She inclined her head, and continued speaking, "I hope you are ready." Her voice revealed no emotions, as she spoke, "Unfortunately, your teacher is late. She will be here any second."

I lifted an eyebrow, curious as to who my tutor would be. "Ah. Yes," Maryse said, although she didn't seem very surprised.

"She is my daughter. Isabelle Lightwood." I nodded, some uncontrollable disappointment coursed through me, although I was oblivious to why that was.

The silence was almost unbearable. I had nothing to say. What could I say? I barely knew her. I shifted, clearly uncomfortable about the situation. My constant heart pounding was helping either. Before, finally I summed the courage to finally ask her where Isabelle would be. I was about to ask her where my supposed teacher was, but just then, someone came barging in the door.

"Maryse, Izzy's out with her elf boyfriend, do you..." The voice died, upon seeing me.

"Jace." Maryse slightly nodded, her voice slighty warmer and welcoming. "This is Clary Fairchild." Then Maryse sighed, leaning against the desk. "Izzy's out huh?" She rubbed her temples.

I had frozen, standing awfully straight. My breath caught. The person who had just walked in was...well...to sum it up, perfect. He was gorgeous. His golden hair, with his beautiful golden sunny eyes. His lean muscles clearly standing out, under his t-shirt. I could clearly see his muscles flexing, as he seemed to jerk. Did I look that bad? I had just gotten out of bed, but I didn't remember looking that horrendous in the bathroom mirror. But I couldn't tear my gaze from him. He looked like an angel, standing there, the sun shining on him, giving him an almost invisible halo. He seemed to notice me staring, because he instantly tensed up. I didn't care how embarrassed I would feel later, I wanted to savour this moment.

Maryse realized the sudden silence, and cleared her throat. Jace had clearly been staring too, because he snapped out of his trance as Maryse spoke.

"Jace. You will tutor Clary Fairchild until further notice." Maryse said. Jace, who hadn't really been listening, suddenly seemed very interested in the conversation.

"No. Maryse, I ca-" Jace began to say, his voice seemed hard as steel, non-negotiable.

"Jace will be your tutor as of today, Clary." Maryse turned to me, clearly ignoring Jace's words. She made Jace seem like a tiny ant, with her cold, hard superior voice.

Jace turned, staring at me, his eyes full of shock and terror.

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