Chapter Text
“…I love you!” Desperate blue eyes pleaded with him. Pleading for him to listen, to stop what he was doing. Those three words hit him like a splash of icy cold water, and for a moment, he froze.
“I have to.”
“I wish I’ve never known you.”
“I had to.”
Ty jerked awake with a gasp. For a moment, he saw bright blue eyes, filled with pain, but as he blinked, they disappeared like a vision. “Ty, what’s wrong?” Livvy drifted in front of him. With a sigh, Ty slowly sat up, staring at the inky black sky outside his window. “Just…just a bad dream.” His twin looked at him sadly. It had been three years since Kit left, yet the pain hadn’t dulled. Every time he thought of Kit, he wished that he could have said goodbye one last time. Ty reached for the heron necklace placed on the table beside his bed. He put it around his neck, where it rested with Livvy’s locket on his chest. It was the only thing he had left that reminded him of Kit. Stop. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, Ty swung his legs off the bed. “Let’s go, Livvy.”
After getting dressed in the Centurions’ uniform, Ty made his way to the dining hall with the rest of the Centurions. He avoided eye contact with all of them, and they did the same. After grabbing a bowl of oatmeal and two slices of toast, Ty sat down by himself. He pulled out a thick book and began to read. Livvy peered over his shoulder, just as focused as he was.
Ever since he started studying at the Scholomance, he had spent all his time reading whatever he could find about the topic of necromancy. Ty knew he shouldn’t have brought Livvy back. He knew that there would be consequences to his actions. But he knew that even if he could rewind time, he would probably have done the same thing again. He and Livvy were like two halves of a whole. Without his twin, how could he be complete?
As a ghost, Livvy came and went, but she never went too far away. It wasn’t the same as having his sister back healthy and alive, but Ty was glad she was with him. There was only one person who came close to understanding him as she did, alive or dead.
Occasionally, Magnus would come and check on them. Nothing bad had happened so far, but they all knew that didn’t mean it never would. For now, Ty and Livvy could only try their best to keep each other safe.
“Tiberius Blackthorn, please come to my office.” Ty looked up to see the head of the Scholomance, Jia Penhallow, looking down at him. Although she was smiling, Ty could see worry clouding her eyes. He got up cautiously. What could have happened? Ty matched Jia’s brisk pace until they reached a heavy oak door. The guard by the door pushed it open, revealing a spacious room. Ty, Livvy, and the previous Consul quickly entered the office.
When the door groaned shut with a heavy thud, Ty asked. “What’s going on?”
Jia looked at Ty for a long moment. Finally, with a heavy sigh, she spoke.
“There has been a series of disappearances in London. A few months ago, The Consul dispatched a team of Shadowhunters to investigate.” Jia retrieved a yellow envelope from her drawer and pushed it across the desk to Ty. He frowned, staring at it for a moment before taking it. Jia continued, “However, they never returned.” Ty flipped through the papers. He stopped at a photo of a vaguely familiar figure. The person had blonde hair and gold eyes and looked exactly like Jace Herondale. But…why would Jace…Ty looked at the picture more closely. No, this wasn’t Jace. The person in the picture look older, more tired, darker. Which meant…eyes widening in horror, he lifted his head to look at Jia. She nodded grimly. “According to our information, this is Janus—the Jace Herondale of Thule. He arrived in our world three years ago, along with Ash Morgenstern.” Ty turned the page, where a picture of Tessa’s home in Devon was shown.
“Two days ago, the Carstairs were attacked in their home by a hooded figure.”
“Tessa, Jem, and Mina are unharmed, but during the attack, Kit and the attacker suddenly disappeared.” Ty froze.
“Ever since the time Janus arrived, there have been strange occurrences in London. The Clave suspects that Kit’s disappearance has something to do with him.”