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By darkangelloveu

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 - 𝐓𝐖𝐎 | 𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐓

𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐃𝐄 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 | 𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃

❀𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕❀

"People will be wondering what we found outside the perimeter." Jace tells us. I look up from my phone.

"I'll go. I'll tell 'em we didn't find anything." Nobody will come down here." Alec says. He looks at me. "Stay here." I nod.

"I might be a vampire, but I was raised a good Catholic." Raphael says.

"What if I'm Christian?" I ask him. He gives me a glare. I let out a laugh.

"The vampires breached the Accords." Izzy says. "Killing Simon is grounds for war." She says looking at Simons body.

"The vampires were not behind this." Raphael says. I gasp.

"Who was it? Your mom?" I act all scared.

"No estupida. It was just Camille. She attacked Simon on her own." Raphael says annoyed.

"How do we know you're telling the truth?" Jace asks.

"We don't." I say making Jace rolls his eyes.

"I could have gotten rid of him but instead I brought him here. I don't want trouble with the Shadowhunters." Raphael says looking at Izzy. That's suspicious.

"Smart decision." I say patting his back. "Surprisingly." He shrugs it off.

"I warned the mundane to stay away... but Camille gave him a taste of her own blood, and like a addict... he came back wanting more." He says making me cringe.

"Damn. Always knew he would be a addict." I say looking at Simon. "But to weed at least."

"The only reason Simon ever tasted Camille's blood is because of you." Clary tells him. "You kidnapped him! You drug him to Hotel DuMort. You... You delivered him to Camille!" Clary exclaims blaming Raphael. .

"Ha! What is he supposed to do? Be all goody goody. He's a vampire." I say looking at my nails.

"Shut up!" Clary says making me whip my head towards her. I suddenly feel like burning something.

"I never meant for this to happen." Raphael tells Clary.

"Simons. Simon please come back, please!" Clary sobs as she hugs Simons body.. I scoff.

"Now the bitch is crying again. Great." I say sarcastically.

"There is a way." Raphael says making Clary stop crying. My bad, sobbing.

"A way, what?" Jace asks with a sharp tone. I look at my phone again.

"A way to bring Simon back." Raphael says.

"Aw, what why?" I fake pout.

"You can do that." Clary says shocked. "How? How?"

"He's a fledgling. It's a state of transition. Your friend can be resurrected." Raphael says. Great maybe he will kill Clary by accident.

"No. Clary, no." Izzy tells Clary. Clary doesn't listen to her.

"So I could have Simon back?" Clary asks. Raphael nods. "Alive and breathing?" She asks with wide eyes.

"That's just it. He won't return alive or breathing. He'll be a vampire." Izzy says all dramatic.

"And not the sexed up, romantic kind." Jace says. "The ugly, bloodsucking, coffin-dwelling kind."

"Aw, there goes my plans." I say sarcastically causing Clary to glare at me. I stick my middle finger at her.

"That's offensive." Raphael says leaning back. He raises a eyebrow at Jace.

"Really?" Jace asks sarcastically. I whistle.

"Coffin implies wooden box. We have caskets now. They're made of 14-karat gold." Raphael says. I snort.

"My bad." Jace says not meaning it. Raphael hums.

"It's almost sunrise. Simon must be turned into a vampire tonight or staked through the heart." Raphael say standing up.

"And if I do neither?" Clary asks.

"His soul will be tapped for eternity. You have till sunset to decide. The clock is ticking." He says tilting his head. I smirk.

"Tic Tok." I say walking around Clary.

As I text away on my phone, on the corner of my eye I can see Clary on her phone then she hangs up.

"I'm so sorry I wasn't there. This is all my fault." She cries to Simon. It is her fault.

"Clary this isn't your fault-" Jace starts.

"It is." Clary interrupts him. "If it weren't for me, Simon would have never even known about the Shadow World. He would never been kidnapped by vampires. He would have met Camille. He would... he wouldn't be dead." She says to Jace.

"So dramatic." I say typing away.

"A fledgling. He's in transition." Raphael reminds her.

"And now I am left with two... two reprehensible choices.. and I can't figure out which one is worse." Clary sighs.

"Just let him die. Better than being a vampire which he'll hate." I suggest.

"If, I ugh. If I bury Simon... what are the risks." Clary asks Raphael.

"Clary, no. Absolutely not." Jace says to her. For once I agree with him.

"Jace, I need to know!" Clary screams at Jace.

"If Simon is buried and doesn't emerge... he would be trapped under the earth... starving for eternity." Raphael says.

"Hum. That's... fun." I say sarcastically.

"Oh, my god." Clary says gasping. "And uh, if I... if I stake him?" She stutters.

"He'll die a human death." He tells her. "It's painless as far as I know."

"Great let's stake him." I say standing up.

"Simon I'm so sorry." Clary starts sobbing.

"Oh god. You know what. I can't handle this. I'm going back to the Institute, Clary's crying is pissing me off." I say walking away. There's no way I'm handling this.

"They took it away because you nearly burnt down the Mumbai Institute." Alec says as I walk near them.

"Wow!" I say sarcastically. "That's awesome." I say. Max sees me and smiles.

"How many times do I have to say it was an accident?" He asks Alec.

"He forgets things a lot." I tell Max. He laugh. Alec gives me. Light glare and sighs. He bends down to reach Maxs height.

"Look, Max. Somebody very important is coming to visit. All right? You think you can stay out of trouble for just a couple days? You too Ariel." Alec says making me gasp dramatically.

"I never get in trouble." I say sarcastic as I put a hand on my chest.

"Ha, you're funny." He says sarcastically. "Max, if you do, I promise I'll get your stele back." Alec says as the doors open and a man comes in.

Alec shoots an arrow at him. Wait arrow? He didn't have one. The man's face glitches. He then pulls up his sleeve and waves his stele over his arm. The man turns into a woman. It bitchy looking one.

"That reaction time was abysmal." She says then walks closer to us. "Except for you." She says to Alec. I glare at her. "I'm Lydia Branwell, envoy from the Clave."

"I already don't like her." I say sneering at her.

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