Alright, I started this story while I was waiting for other people finishing their finals. Anyway. Hope you enjoy!

I own: Scarlet, Ash, Lucas, Henry, Angel, Mark and some other characters and the plot. But other than that Cassandra Clare owns it!

Scarlet POV

Ever since I five, I've been recognized by every other shadowhunter in the world. Not because of me, but because of my parents. My parents done many things, break a few laws, saved the world a few times, but they are most famous because of their blood. They have angel blood in them, now that is my blood too, and mt three little siblings. All of my little sibling have my father's gold hair, only I have my mothers long, curly fiery red hair. My mother says isn't fair for to only have one of her kids to have red hair, but it even out because only two of us got my father's eyes, me and my eight-year-old brother, Henry. I'm the oldest of my family, oldest at age seventeen. And I'm the most sexiest girl alive, I mean, I have yet to meet (Besides my family) who does want to get with me.

Lucas. my adoptive cousin's laughed was sharp and loud in the weapons room. " Thinking of me?" Lucas asked.

I turned around, and found Lucas sitting on a stool, sharpening seraph blades, giving me a cocky smile. Lucas was adopted by Isabelle and Simon, since they can't have kids. Lucas was tall, muscular, he had ink black hair and dazzling green eyes. He face was nothing unusual to me, because I used him many times as a model for drawing. I snorted. "You only wish!"

Lucas nodded and returned to his seraph blades. I turned back around, looking for my stele. "What are you looking for?"

I rubbed my head, trying to think where it could be. "Yeah, my stele. Do you know where it is?"

I heard Lucas stop sharpening then put his seraph blades down. I turned around. "What do you know?" I asked.

Lucas was inching toward the door, looking nervous. "Umm... I think I saw Henry with it."

I felt the anger was burning in me. That little brat, everyday I have to tell him or some other sibling to not to touch it. "Where is he?" I growled. But Lucas was already out the door. I stormed out of the weapons room. I looked in the kitchen, the dining room, family room. Until I got to the library. Henry was sitting on the floor, my stele in his right hand drawing scribbles on the floor. Henry was a a little Jace, looked exactly like my dad, but acted like Simon, always curious and looking for trouble. Henry was laughing and smiling, right until he heard footsteps and looked up to find me. I glared at my little brother.

"Henry," I growled. "How many times do I have to tell you?"

Henry looked nervous. "B-but I o-only wanted t-to-"

"Henry you know playing with these are dangerous!" I snatched the stele out of his hand. "Don't touch my stele ever again!"

Henry started to whimper, I saw his eyes water. Oh, no.

"Henry, please," I sighed. "don't cry."

Whenever Henry started to cry it always lead to- My dad burst through the door. He looked at me then to Henry, then he folded his arms. "What happened?" He asked me. Henry was settling down for the moment, so I could explain.

"Henry took my stele." I pointed to him. "And was using to draw scribbles on the floor."

Dad looked at the floor and groaned. "Your mother is going to kill." Dad covered his forehead with his hand. "And you mister!" Dad walked over to Henry. "To your room!"

Henry started to protest, but was silenced by my dad. Dad looked at me. "Clean this up?" He gestured to the scribbles. I nodded. My dad picked up Henry and walked out.

I knelt to the floor, running my hand over the burn marks that Henry left from the stele. I placed the stele on the scribbles, then started to draw rune. Restore. I heard the sizzle from the rune and slowly the scribbles vanished. I sat on the floor for a few minutes until I heard familiar footsteps. I turned my head slightly and saw Lucas. He cleared his throat."Yes?" I asked.

"Umm... We sort of have a unexpected mission assigned by the Clave..." Lucas rubbed the back of his head.

"What is it?"

"Well... We sort of have to go to high school..." Lucas said quickly.

I was on my feet in a second. "WHAT!" I asked.

"we are suppose to supervise this shadowhunter there. Here is the paperwork." Lucas handed me a folder. I grabbed it and flipped it open.

Dear Scarlet and Lucas,

You have been asked to do a mission for the Clave. We find you two the only ones fit for this assignment. The person of interest is Ash Night. He is a teacher, at Florence Academy. You are to watch him, and to protect him. He has valuable information, demons and downworlders would take any chance to kill him. You are to attend Florence Academy as a student, act the part.

Thank you for you help,

The Clave

I was dumbfounded. How could I act like a normal student? I dont even look normal! I have been training since I could walk, taught by the best, I freaking have angel's blood in me! How could they think I can do this? I felt Lucas shake my shoulder.

"Scarlet!" Lucas yelled.

"What?" I asked.

Lucas laughed. "Dont worry about it! The Clave choose the two best shadowhunters in the world to do this. And we can do this! I have seen you act, and by the Angel, you can act!"

I laughed at his joke, then looked at the clock behind him. It was ten in the afternoon. "So when do we start this?"

Lucas gave a little smile. "Your mom knew about this since yesterday... We start tomorrow."

By the Angel. Or should I say by the Angel's daughter?

Clary: Me and JAce have four kids?

Me: Yes...

Jace: And they all have mine and Clary's good looks?

*Me nodding*

Scarlet: So that's why I'm so sexy?

*Again nodding*

Lucas: Jace and Scarlet are so much alike...

Me: I know... I made her that way.

Ash: When do I come in?

Me: Soon... be ready for some romance!

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