Idris, Late, Laaaate Sunday Evening

Isabelle had come back to chaos. Jace had run off somewhere leaving only a note behind, the Clave was actually considering surrendering to Valentine, and Luke and Clary's mother – who had shown up in Alicante unexpected (and revealed to them that Jace wasn't her son with Valentine, but rather Sebastian was) – were trying to forge an alliance between the Shadowhunters and the Downworlders to keep the Clave from caving. It took Clary coming up with a whole new rune to get the Clave on their side. Downworlders and Shadowhunters were getting paired up with runes that made them almost like parabatai. They were going to fight.

Except Isabelle, and the other Shadowhunters who were under eighteen years old. That did not sit well with her. After the few days she'd spent in Fandom, she needed to be a part of the action. Somehow. She needed to try and get her revenge and do her part.

And then she'd seen the little toy Shadowhunter in her bag.

( GDI Sebastian. )

[ooc: NFB, NFI, OOC-okay! Taken with tweaks from City of Glass. Warning for violence and blood and gore.]