You had been raised by Magnus Bane for as long as you were able to remember. The High Warlock had always treated you well. He took care of you. Fed you and clothed you over the years. But now here you stand, in your guardians living room, face to face with your older twin sister Clary who had been raised by Jocelyn.

Clary was staring at you with wide eyes. There was no doubt in the redheads mind that you were her twin. You were identical to her after all.

"Who..Who are you?"

She asked. She slowly stepped towards you. Her hazel eyes wide in astonishment and wonder. She had a twin sibling. She wasn't an only child as she had thought.