Chapter 4

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~Katiana's POV~

«Valentine is their father»

"Wait a minute, you're telling me those girls show up out of nowhere and their Valentine's daughters? As it occured to you they might be spies? That this might be part of their plan?" says Alec. Honestly I can't even blame him for wondering.

"That's enough Alec," defends Jace, yet I have a feeling he's mostly defending Clary.

"Do you think I planned for my mom to get kidnapped? Or-or for Dot to be taken? Or to have a giant sword dangle over my head and find out that my father’s one of the most dangerous people in the world? Really?" asks Clary. Normally, I would call her out on the fact that nobody forced her to go there, but I'm too hurt to say anything. Honestly I just wish I could hug either Blake or Luke right now, but I can't trust Luke anymore and I don't want to drag Blake into this chaos. She deserves better. Isabelle comes running back to us, looking distressed.

"Where's Simon?" Clary inquires.

"I- he's gone," Isabelle tells her.

"What do you mean he's gone?!" exclaims my sister.

"We were in the van and I- I heard something outside. I went to look and when I came back to the van, he- he wasn't there anymore," she explains.

"You were supposed to protect him!" Clary shouts at her. She ran away, yelling Simon's name.

"Is that the mundanes name?" a voice asks from above. We all look up and see Simon being held hostage.

"We'll make a deal, the mundane for the cup."

"NO, please no! He has nothing to do with this!" Clary begs.

"Yes, and I'll be more than happy to kill you if you don't give him back" treathens Jace.

"Careful, we would be breaking the accords," Alec warns him.

"I'm afraid your sidekicks right," says the vampire. I gathered that was what it was.

"Think about it, Fairchild's," the vampire says and speeds away.

"He's not a sidekick, dipshit," I mumble towards the retreating vampire.

~At the Institute~

After Alec made a comment about mundane being inferior, Clary asks the shadowhunters a question.

"What makes us so much better than them anyway?"

"We protect mundanes" says Isabelle.

"Yeah because you did such a good job at that," she complains.

"Clary, shut up. It's not her fault, she went to check up on something else that could have been a treath and altought it might have been a distraction, you wouldn't have done any better. Stop blaiming her," I snap at her. Isabelle looks at me thankful, Alec looks surprised at my outburst and Clary scoffs.

"Where is he anyway? In some kind of crypt in Transylvania?"

"No actually, those were locals. They're at hotel Dumort." I snort at the irony of name. Hotel 'of the dead'. Perhaps they have sense if humor after all.

"Then what are we waiting for?" asks Clary, once again oh so eager for things to go her way.

"Slow down there, we can't exactly declare war to the vampires just the five of us." Clary huffs and starts walking out.

"Simon's been kidnapped by vampires. I guess i'll just take care of it myself."

"Clary you're gonna get yourself killed," calls out Jace.

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