Chapter 9: What He Wants

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Jace
Isabelle and Alec were working with Magnus to try, and track down Clary. I had the phone, and her laptop on the table, and was sitting on the couch reliving each moment that I had seen on the screen.

Isabelle had her hand on my shoulder, and shook me awake. I opened my eyes, and looked up at her.
"Did you guys?"
She shook her head solemnly.
"I-"
She was cut off by a ring from my phone, I grabbed it, and answered, putting it on speaker.
"The Mortal Cup. When you get it, I will know."
"First, I need to know that Clary's alive."
He laughed
"You don't make demands here"
"Why would I get the cup if I don't even know if she's alive?"
He sighed, and hesitated, thinking.
"Fine. I'll call when she's awake, in the meantime, get the cup"
He hung up.
Isabelle looked at me
"How are we supposed to get the cup Jace? The Clave has it."
I shook my head
"I know, I know, but I can't just let her die."
Alec looked over at us
"Would The Clave give it up willingly?"
Isabelle looked at him,
"They would die before they would."
My mind jump started, and began clicking to our possibilities.
"Jace, what is it?"
Alec said hand on my shoulder
"What if somehow we could trick them into giving us the cup."
Isabelle got a look of deep thought on her face. Alec grinned
"He's back. Let's do this"

The plan had been all set up, we had asked for a meeting with The Clave, and were set to meet with them in a day.
I was in Clary's room, laying on her bed, my eyes closed. I couldn't sleep, I kept seeing what had taken place. I knew she wouldn't last must longer.
Her laptop rang, and I pulled it on the bed, and opened it, accepting the call. It was the same room as before. Valentine whistled, and the demons walked in, two of them on each side of Clary.
Her eyes were red. She had many bruises, cuts, and stab wounds. When the demons let go of her, she fell to her knees, and just stared at the ground.
"Proof of life. Where's my cup?" Valentine hissed.
"We will have it in a day."
He nodded.
"Anything you'd like to say Clary? Before you go back to your cell?"
She just stared at the ground. Silent.
I knew that he tried to break her, and what scares me most of all of is, I think he did.
Valentine shrugged and the screen went black. I sighed.
I laid back on the bed and closed my eyes. Tomorrow we would meet with The Clave and get the cup. I just hoped it wasn't too late.

They had told us only one person could go in, I figured Iz should go since she was the most charming, and was on better terms with them. I sat in a wooden chair next to Alec.
Iz emerged a few minutes later. She pulled her hand out, the cup in her fingers. I smiled.
"Let's get back to the institute"

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