"I have no idea what you're talking about." said Valentine with so virtuous voice, it's creepy disgusting "But it's so nice to see the three of you together."
Three of his experiments he mean.
"Azazel wouldn't leave Duduael on his own. Someone broke him out. Someone with access to the Mortal Cup." Clary infer, her arms crossed in her chest.
"Circle Members. They released the Greater Demon to break you out of here." Jace added, looking sternly at Valentine. He's been glaring at Valentine since we came down here. His eyes never had once left.
"If the Greater Demon wanted to free me, how would I still be here having this inane conversation with you?" Valentine argued out "I want to banish demon filth from our realm."
"Downworlders aren't demons." I tolled in, feeling my blood boil.
This is what's wrong with Valentine psychosis. Just because Downworlders carry demon blood doesn't signify that they are demon themselves. Just like Nephilims, were not angels. We are far from being the angelic divine we know.
"And they are half human."
"And half demon!" Valentine retaliated, defiantly "Shadowhunters kill demons."
What a twisted son of a bitch.
"Tell your followers to give us back the Cup." Clary chime in as Valentine and I glare at each other "We can force Azazel to give us Izzy."
"I don't know where the Mortal Cup is." Valentine stated.
"You are a liar. A manipulator." I said, sternly, then I walked closer to him "We're not going to fall into your lies again, so you better tell us where Azazel took my parabatai or so help the Angel-"
"Funny," Valentine let out an insulting laughed "I just remember a thing about lying and manipulation. Do you want to know who taught me that...? It was your father." he proclaimed looking firmly at me. I stared blankly at him. I'm not going to believe a word he said. He's a master manipulator "Hodge? He never cared about Amy. He only pursued her to raise his ranking status to the Clave. To use..."
"Shut up." I warned.
"...her as mole for she was a member of the Council and she doesn't even know it..." Valentine resumed.
"Shut. Up." I repeated raising my voice.
"...Your father is the biggest liar of all. He never cared for you, he wasn't capable of love. It was all for a show. All he cares-"
"I SAID SHUT UP!" my fist instantly collided with his face. Clary's gasped was heard as I do so.
Now is so not the time cross me.
Valentine spit out blood. I attempted to walk away but Jace stopped me by grabbing my arms.
"Don't go. Don't let him get to you." Jace whispered to me.
"Let me go, Jace." I exhaled, trying to keep myself together as my entire body is shaking from anger "If I stay, I'm going to kill him."
"You know, if one of you use your brain, you'd use me as a bait." said Valentine, getting our attention "The only way to control a Greater Demon is with the Mortal Cup. Azazel would do anything to destroy it." he pointed out as Jace and I both walk towards him "So summon him with your warlock friend and tell him I have the Cup. Offer him a trade, me for Isabelle."
"That could work." Clary agreed.
I let out a laugh of derision "You can't be serious."
"Why not? Once we have Izzy, I can take him out with my Sunlight rune." Clary persuaded, more powerful this time.
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When the Clock Strikes | Shadowhunters Fanfiction
FanfictionMany souls have been lost. Because of Valentine's massacre, the pressure is on between us and the Downworld. It's hard to keep peace and serenity when fear, grief, and anger is just right around the corner. New challenges has been auctioned out alon...