Disclaimer : I do not own the characters. They belong to the brilliant Cassandra Clare !

Author's note :This is my first story ever, and English is not my mother tongue, Romanian is. Constructive criticism is always welcome. In this story , Clary is not the daughter of Jocelyn and Valentine. The Circle did exist, Jocelyn did run away with the cup, but she was never pregnant with Clary, and Valentine and Jonathan Christopher did die in the fire. This story mainly circles around the daily life of shadowhunters who struggle to find their way into married life. Will contain Clace and Sizzy . Also, Simon is a shadowhunter , he is Jace's parabatai , Alec and Max don't exist, and Robert and Maryse are dead. Both Clary and Isabelle are parabatai, and they are also 20 years old, while Simon and Jace are 22.

Without the Mortal Cup and with the rate at which demons seemed to be invading the world, the Shadowhunters were a dying breed. The members of the clave knew they had to make an important decision and fast , in order to preserve their race. Thus, heated discussions were being held in Idris , the homeland of the Shadowhunters.

"Absolutely not!" Amatis Herondale roared, sitting up from her chair, the others staring at her in disbelief. "We cannot do this to our fellow shadowhunters! We cannot strip them of their free will ! I myself have been a victim of this kind of violation when I was forced to divorce Stephen Herondale. People should have the right to decide upon their own fates !"

"Enough !"yelled Inquisitor Imogen Herondale, her age –worn eyes, unwavering while looking at Amatis. She froze, her mouth slightly agape, and slowly sunk back into her seat, ashamed by her outburst."What happened to you and my son was unfortunate, and it was a decision made by Valentine, not the Clave .This is an entirely different story ."She turned her gaze towards the other members of the council and spoke with conviction. "Desperate times call for desperate measures. We must force all shadowhunters over the age of 18 to marry and bare children as soon as possible. It is the only way. " Some of the shadowhunters nodded firmly, while others seemed to be reluctant to barge into their fellow demon hunter's lives.

The New York Institute was inhabitated only by men who had lost their parents , their wives, or their sisters. Women seemed to be a rare sight , for they were more easily killed in battle than men. The decrease in numbers of their kind seemed to be the main topic of discussion worldwide, while the forthcoming of the Clave's decision weighed over everyone's shoulders. Simon and Jace were training, the loud clang of their swords echoing through the room.

"So, what do you think they're gonna do ?"Simon asked, panting, and desperately trying to avoid Jace's constant and forceful attacks. His question did not seem to throw him out of focus. Simon never really understood why Jace had chosen him as a parabatai. He felt so inferior in comparison to him, as if Jace was a glorious shining diamond, while ,he, only a rock. He never really felt like he belonged into this world of war,thus he was somewhat more preocuppied by mundane activities than the other shadowhunters.. He enjoyed the occasional comic book, manga, or even computer games, though he did not have much time for that. Jace, on the other hand, had been destined to be a shadowhunter. His only passions were weapons and ways to kill demons .His moves were as swift as a feline's, every hit landing exactly where he wanted it. His grace and skill were out of the ordinary, even for a shadowhunter. His mane of blond curls often made Simon compare him to a lion.

While wandering off into his own mind, Simon missed Jace's answer and also lost focus and found himself swung on the floor with the tip of Jace's blade lightly touching the throbbing artery on his throat.

"I win."Jace said, giving him his signature smirk. He put his sword in its case and helped his friend up. He didn't even seem to have broken a sweat , while Simon was panting and his damp clothes clung to his body in a very irritating way.

"As I was saying ,"Jace continued, while Simon felt grateful that he didn't seem to have noticed that he had failed to hear his first words."I don't really think there is anything they can do. The cup is gone , forever , maybe. And they're not going to ask us to start humping each other like bunnies in order to come up with more shadowhunters"he said, while retreating from the training room, with Simon in his wake.

"Well, I doubt us humping would be of any use, you know .he chuckled. "I haven't seen a female in ages ! It's like they're all dead."

"You should go out more , my dear friend."Jace laughed.

"I'm talking about shadowhunters, not mundanes. They're too clueless for my taste."

"For God's sake, Simon, you don't have to marry the woman, just satisfy your primal needs ."

"Well,it's not as easy for some people to hook up, you know."

"Indeed, I am a hell of a lot more attractive than you. No offense."he flashed a charming smile.

"None taken"Simon sighed.

They entered the "living room", as they called it, which mainly looked like a kind of restaurant, with circular tables covered with red velvet spreads ,scattered all over the place, and even a bar, where the boys usually hung out, ate,and played video games even, on the several flat-screen TVs, or would just lazily sprawl across one of the couches and take naps .With the lack of women, the boys just did whatever they felt like doing, wherever they felt it. There wasn't a single room destined for just one activity, except the training room. They weren't many, probably 15 boys, but they were messy, very messy.

Simon and Jace were faced with an angry mob ,the boys yelling and kicking and punching everything in sight. Their friend, Sebastian , saw their puzzled faces and came to enlighten them with the good news.

"So you haven't heard, huh?"he inquired while nervously fidgeting .

"Heard what, exactly?"Jace asked in his normal, careless tone, while looking at Sebastian with a rather bored expression. He was rarely affected by the little dramas going on in the Institute.

"The Clave have made a decision."

Simon looked at him with bulging eyes, and said in a rather exsperated tone. "And?!"

"They will make us marry some stranger ! Effective tomorrow ! Every guy over 18 will have a woman portaled to their Institute .They said they will make us all sign contracts , and we will deal with the marriage runes afterwards. It 's insane ! " he gesticulated feverishly throughout his explanation.

"And what if we refuse ?" Jace inquired dully, eyeing Sebastian incredulously, while Simon had already started to hyperventilate. "Marriage ?! I don't wanna be married ! "

"If we refuse, they'll strip us of our marks. Turn us into mundanes. "

"That'll solve the lack of shadowhunters. Getting rid of several more."Jace scowled.

Simon puffed."They know we can't say no cause being shadowhunters is all we know how to do.A mundane life would slowly but surely kill us. Not that this life doesn't , but still !"

"Stop babbling , Simon , you're gonna have a seizure."Jace snapped.

"What are we going to do?"Sebastian looked at Jace for guidance, he had always been the best at making important decisions, life-altering ones. This time, Jace seemed to be at a loss.

He sighed "I, myself , will suck it up and get it over with. I'm sure I will be an excellent husband. After all, I'm insanely good at everything . No woman can possibly resist my charm and good-looks. You guys, can continue complaining like women, or begin acting like men. The place will be flooded with x-chromosomes by this time tomorrow. We don't need any more of that. So, deal with it !"

"Thanks, that's helpful."Sebastian mumbled.

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