Hey guys! Well, here it is! This is the first chapter of my Mortal Instruments fan-fic and I really hope you all like it!

"Jace! Clary! Come here!" yelled Isabelle as she walked into the Institute with Alec, a young girl supporting herself on their shoulders with her legs dragging on the ground.

Clary came running past the pews to the front door followed close behind by Jace.

"What happ-" Clary stopped herself when she saw the girl they were carrying. Her shoulder was at an unusual angle and there was a large crimson spot soaking through her shirt. She felt like her stomach was twisting as Jace grabbed the girl from Alec and Isabelle and carried her to the elevator. Clary ran ahead and hit the button, the doors opening a few seconds later. The ride seemed to last for an eternity and the coppery scent of blood filled the air. Jace moved swiftly down the hallway and found an empty bedroom. He set her gently on the bed and looked over her. Isabelle slipped off the girl's long-sleeved shirt to reveal a large gash that started at her shoulder and ended at her elbow.

Clary held in a gasp, knowing it was much too deep to be fixed with a healing rune.

"Who is that?" she asked in a shaky voice.

"Laurel. She visited the Institute a few months back and she stayed here with us," replied Isabelle who was being handed a roll of gauze by Alec.

"Bandages won't do much. We need Magnus. Alec, can you call him?" asked Jace who had been remotely silent.

Alec nodded and pulled out his phone. "Magnus? Can you come over? It's an emergency." He put his phone back in his pocket. "He's coming. He said he'll be here soon."

Magnus met Alec downstairs and found Clary and Isabelle standing outside the bedroom Laurel was in. His hair was spiked with glitter gel and he was wearing hot pink leather pants and an electric blue shirt. "Okay, okay. What's the emergency? I was in the middle of a Desperate Housewives marathon," he asked the group of people gathered in the hallway.

Alec opened the door and Magnus took a look inside. Laurel's eyes were closed and beads of sweat were running down her face. Jace gestured for them to come in and he walked out, his mouth in a straight line, and he closed the door. Clary heard muffled sounds coming from the room and after what fellt like hours, Magnus emerged from the room with Alec on his heels.

"She'll be fine. If I hadn't gotten here sooner, well, surely you're smart enough to figure out what would've happened." He pushed the button on the elevator and disappeared behind the metal doors.

"Jace," asked Clary. "Are you okay? You look awfully pale." She noticed his tan skin looked lighter.

He nodded his head and took a deep breath. "I'm fine." He stated before walking down the hallway and shutting his bedroom door.

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Jace sat down on his bed and ran his fingers through his golden hair. Laurel. The name echoed around in his head. There was something about her, something familiar that he couldn't put his finger on. He shrugged away the feeling and went to the weapons room. He found Alec sitting on a bench, sharpening a sword.

He looked up when Jace walked in the room. "Hey."

"Hey," he replied as he took a seat beside the dark-haired boy.

"Clary said you kind of freaked out earlier after being with Laurel. Did something happen?" Alec asked, turning his attention away from the weapon and to Jace.

"Nothing happened," he snapped.

Alec just shook his head and went back to sharpening his sword. Jace walked out of the room and wandered around until he found himself in front of Laurel's door. He walked in the room and was surprised to see Laurel was awake and looking out the window.

"Sorry, I'll come back later," he said quietly.

"Wait," she called out, her voice a barely audible whisper, as he started shutting the door. "You're Jace, right?"

He nodded and shut the door behind him as he stepped back into the room. "Yes. And you're Laurel." She nodded.

"Well, you don't look too good," he said as he leaned against the wall.

"Thanks," she muttered.

"Anytime. My services are always available," he replied with a smirk.

"Are you always this nice or did I just get lucky?" she asked sarcastically.

"Guess you just got lucky," he said with a wink before walking out of the room, shutting the door behind him.

What'd you guys think? Leave comments because I love them so much (They always make my day). Tell me if I should continue or not? I may or may not have chapter two and possibly three already written soooo ;) Hope you guys enjoyed the story!

With Love

~GirlWhoDreams13