Weakness or Not

Trouble fixing Trouble

Jace's POV

I sighed walking out of  Clary's doorway after overhearing Simon and her having a moment. She doesn't just have Simon, she has all of us...or at least me.

I walked to the Infirmary to check out Anastasia. I turned the corner to the room to bump into someone. 

"Sorry" ,I said steadying them but paused seeing it was Ana herself. "Someone is up early", I said with a playful smirk as she held her head as my hands stayed on her elbows. 

"What the hell? Are you made of concrete?", she said rubbing her head. 

I chuckled laying my hand on her lower back making sure she was okay, walking her towards the rooms. 

"Unfortunately no...you doing okay?", I said actually concerned. Even though I've known her for less than a week. I feel a brotherly protectiveness over her.

"Emotionally confused, Mentally shocked, and physically concrete headbutted a chest", she said. 

I chuckled and opened her doors dimming the lights so she can see but the lights won't hurt. 

"I am curious, how did you have no control over your ability when Camaille knocked you out? You seem to have good control over it.", I said helping her into bed. 

I sat on the edge of her bed looking at her as she was rubbing her neck that was slightly bruised on the sides from being snapped most likely. 

"Creepy memory dream...I relieved a part of my past I erased myself.", she mumbled before looking up at me. For some reason her green eyes looked so familiar. 

"You erased your own memories? Why?", I said confused. Why would someone want to leave a blank in their life. 

"Well, Jace. In only 6 years of my life I was trained and runed alongside my older twin (by the way the twins were born on separate days. Jonathan before midnight, Ana afterwards) who died along with my parents on the same day because of Valentine. I discovered that I had powers like a Warlock at the age of 3 and that ability had turned dark from their death. And I am still trying to rid of the darkness. And no I am not part downworlder. They just like tossing the name hybrid around."

I nodded as she sat up next to me as I leaned on the headboard. "So the Order? There were 20 of you and most of you had abilities...how many more are there of you guys?". 

"There's two others. The Bloodthorn brothers. Who are actually the linking family between the Wayland and Herondale lines. Most of us died off a year before I left to New York. A group of Vampires were under sentencing when the brothers and I were on a mission in Upstate actually. The Vampires got out and killed the rest of The Order that was there, before Aaron and I were able to kill them off. " 

"Get some rest. You're going to need it", I said squeezing her shoulder in a  comforting manner before getting  off the bed and closing her door as she got comfortable in the bed. 

Alec's POV

"Can you two focus?", I said irritated with Izzy and Clary distracting us from the mission and getting off topic. 

"Hello to you to Grumps", I heard behind me and leaned my head back to see Anastasia walking in with black leggings and a white over the shoulder shirt on. 

I rolled my eyes as she leaned on the back of my chair. Yet I wasn't irritated with her. Actually her presence made me more relax. 

"Now, Magnus is one of the most powerful warlocks I've ever known.", Ana said catching all of our attention. How does she know him?