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Lily , The Hot Dog Hater
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Oct 05, 2014 06:54PM
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Amber stared down at her feet, feeling like an absolute idiot.
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Amber thought back for a moment. "Six years."
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"Simon. Are you planning on answering the question some time this year?" Clary snapped.
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Clary nodded. "Do either of you know anything about Amber, or have any particularly strong feelings towards what she claims to have done? And does this sound like the sort of thing your mother would do?"
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Marissa elaborated. "Aria would do something like this. Most defiantly. Amber might have been misled. Aria can be very...persuading."
"What do you guys think?" Clary asked the rest of the older peoplelss.
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"We could also consult the dining room chairs and get the same amount of help," Jace pointed out.
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"What exactly did Aria do?" Jace asked Daniel and Marissa.
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"She murdered Dad," Marissa said. "And tried to kill Daniel."
"Lovely. I think at least THAT bit should be brought before the Clave," Clary suggested.
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Aria struggled in Daniel's arms. She shouted at Marissa in Italian.
Amber unfortunately understood everything being said, and backed away in alarm. Taylor was still on the couch, occasionally twitching.
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Daniel winced. "Watch your language, Mari."
"What are we going to do about Amber?" Clary repeated.
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Amber saw all of the expectant gazes, and began to explain. "The projectile is infused with something of Aria's. I don't know much about it, except that it causes hallucinations of the extreme, causing the victim to believe that their reality is some sort of insane creation of their own, and that the new reality - one where almost everything is perfect, and relatively normal - is the truth. The victim remains in a comatose state until they either discover the flaw in their new reality, or-" Amber swallowed hard. "Or until the reality is accepted as fact and the poison wins, killing the victim."
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Aria smiled smugly.
Jace wasn't exactly in the mood for Aria's attitude, so, he did like any rational person would. He punched her in the face. This time, Clary didn't kick him.***
Taylor woke up in a room that looked suspiciously like a hospital. There was a boy in there, about her age, and if Taylor wasn't lesbian, she probably would've thought he was cute. "Taylor!" the boy exclaimed, jumping up and rushing to Taylor's side. He grabbed her face and his hands and kissed her.
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It was Jace's turn to smile smugly. Amber glanced nervously from person to person, wondering what her fate would be. Hayley then came from outside, looking extremely battered. "I...took caren of...the demons...outside," she panted, wiping the sweat off her forehead.***
Needless to say, Jace wasn't the ONLY Herondale who'd ended up punching someone that day. "Ow! What was that for?" The boy yelped, rubbing his jaw.
"Who the hell are you, and where am I?" Taylor countered.
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"Thank you, Hayley. Sorry we weren't able to help. Been a bit busy ourselves," Clary said, gesturing towards the fairly chaotic scene ahead.***
"It's Jordan. You don't remember me?" The boy- Jordan - looked hurt. And not just because Taylor had punched him in the face.
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"Just about," Amber replied.Hayley nodded to Clary. "It's fine. Most of them dispersed after she came in," Hayley said, pointing to Amber.
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Taylor shook her head. "Should I?"
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"I don't mean to be rude...but shouldn't we do something about the giant spear sticking out of Taylor's gut?" Hayley asked. Clary's eyes widened; she'd forgotten. "Izzy...do you think we should consult Magnus?"
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"I think so. We have been dating for a few months now," Jordan replied.
"Dating?" Taylor sputtered. "But I-I'm lesbian! And not to mention, completely single!"
"Taylor, that life...it was all made up. In your head," Jordan said.
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"I think that may be a good idea," Jace agreed.***
"No. No. If anything here is made up, it's you," Taylor said shakily, pointing at Jordan.
Jordan gently folded Taylor's hand back. "You hit your head rather hard a little while back. Started hallucinating. Your mom and dad brought you here," he explained.
Taylor shook her head. "No. Nononononono..."
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Clary nodded, beginning to pace.***
"I-I'll go get a doctor," Jordan said, leaving Taylor staring in disbelief.
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"Someone should contact the Clave about her. In the meantime, binding people to chairs works well in these situations," Jace suggested. ***
A physician entered the room right before Jordan. "Miss Taylor. I am afraid what Jordan here says is true."
Taylor looked up from her muttering. "I refuse to stand for this-this absurdity! Where are my parents and who the hell are you?" Taylor demanded,
"Calm down, miss. Everything is going to be okay." The doctor patted Taylor's shoulder and attempted to assuage her. Taylor shoved the strange man into the wall, taking Jordan with him. The doctor pulled a syringe out from his pocket. "Now Taylor, I don't want to have to do this. But I will if I must," he warned.
"No. Don't you touch me!" At some point, two other men had entered the room and were restraining Taylor. "No-let me - " The doctor shoved the syringe into Taylor's arm, and everything went black.
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"We need ropes and a chair. Get the gone, children and bind this woman," Jace ordered, earning an eye roll from Clary and Izzy.***
Taylor awoke awhile later, surrounded by expectant faces. "Mom? Dad?"
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Hayley followed shortly behind.***
"Taylor! How are you, sweetie?" Clary asked, talking to Taylor like she was mentally ill - which, in this world, was probably the case. She reached out her arms for a hug.
Taylor scooted away from Clary's grasp. "Don't touch me."
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"Don't," Marissa said stiffly.
Hayley remained silent, instead searching for some sort of chair.***
"Taylor, everything is going to be okay. Just listen to your doctor," Jace assuaged. Taylor's darted back and forth from Jace to Clary to the doctor to Jordan. "Y-you're not real. This-this is fake. I don't know what I did, but-" Taylor was cut off by a sharp pain. She clutched her head, as a wave of memories washed over her. Who Jordan was- who all of these people were, and how she fit in here. "What have you done?" she demanded.
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"I don't want to talk about it," Marissa said.
Hayley found a chair and quickly brought it back to the rest of the adult figures, not wanting to take part in this awkward conversation.***
"What do you mean?" Doctor-person asked. Taylor looked even more nervous. "You know what I mean! I-these are fake memories. You-you must've put them in my brain somehow. This stuff never happened."
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Daniel ran after her.
"I found a chair," Hayley said, quickly setting it down by Jace and taking a place next to Taylor on the couch. Taylor twitched, but other than that showed no signs of life.***
"No, sweetie, the other memories are the false ones. Hallucinations. We-we're your family. And we are real," Clary smiled.
Taylor's nostrils flared. "Don't you dare call me sweetie again. I am not a child, so stop treating me like one!"
The crowd around her backed up slowly. "Taylor, just-"
"Do not tell me to calm down! I am not going to be calm until I can find my way- oh," Taylor smiled devilishly. She pulled Jordan in for what appeared to be a kiss. Instead, she grabbed the pocket knife from his belt loop. "Goodbye," Taylor said, stabbing herself in the chest.
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Taylor woke up with a start, the spear still in her abdomen. She turned to the nearest person - Hayley - and grabbed onto her shirt collar as if her life depended on it. "I-I need your-" she rasped. She couldn't breath, and she could tell whatever she'd done to escape her alternate reality wouldn't hold for long. "She's awake!" Hayley exclaimed.
