Aku Cinta Kamu(MALEC)

Prison of Love

Simon's POV
I'm running. Faster and faster. I can see the light up ahead! "Simon!" I heard a whisper in the darkness behind me. Something was calling my name out over there, and it was probably demons of some sort. "Simon!" I kept running towards the light, hoping that I would get a quick and painless death. "Simon! Don't go towards the light!" I heard a different voice say, and then another said "it's a trap! Wake up! Simon, please wake up!" Simon. Simon. Simon-

"Ah!" I bolted upright into a sitting position, hitting my head on something that felt like iron. A sharp inhale was audible in front of my face. "Ok, I'm going to let that one slide." My eyes felt like they had been glued shut, but the voice was inevitable- Jace. "Jace," "Yes, it's me darling dearest." "Jace, I- I can't open my eyes." Small fingers caressed both sides of my head, whilst she looked at my eyelids. "Oh, Simon, are you ok? Do you want me to kiss you?"

I couldn't help but laugh at this. "I'm fine Iz, I just wish I could see." Her soft lips brushed my cheek.

"Get a room." Clary.

"Hey, what's going on? Somebody tell me something before I get antsy." The room, or wherever the hell we are,  stayed quiet for a long time. It became clear that I didn't know something that I should, but I didn't want to.

I shook my head in the directions that I heard their voices. "Guys? Where are we?"

. . .

Not a sound.

Ragnor's POV
"Wake up. Please, now! Catarina..."

She laid up against a wall in the limestone-covered cell. I sat right beside her.

How could I let this happen? I should've known that we were in Hell ahead of time, but I took the sound of her voice and my bedroom for granted. That demon actually fooled me, no, fooled us. I looked back at the beautiful, blue heap on the floor- how could she think that she wasn't beautiful?? Catarina use to look in one of Magnus' mirrors and say, "Only if I was just a human. A mindless, pretty, normal human."

I wish she would appreciate the way she looks instead of wanting to be different. Not that anyone can blame her- no one wants to look like a monster. But, she's not one- neither of us are.

"Ragnor?" Cat blinked at me a few times. "Ragnor, where are we? This place is-"

"Hell."

I saw her eyes shine; tears where slowly creeping onto her cheeks. She was trying hard to not show her fear, but to no avail. "Please don't cry, Cat. We'll get out of here soon. We just need to find-"

"Hello."

"Ah! Magnus..." Catarina bolted upright. "What- what have you done?!? Where have you taken us? Bane, this is the most vulgar thing I've ever lived through!" He tears came like a waterfall. I knew she was terrified, as was I. I turned my head away from him and back to Cat; I knew if I looked at him, at it, I too would start bawling.

She jumped at the bars in his direction, seemingly to strangle him, but all she did was cling to the iron rods. Magnus wasn't showing the tiniest bit of remorse for this. How dare he! He glided to her position on the other side of the bars. Before I was aware of my actions, I lunged at Catarina and pushed her behind me. A really big mistake.

A dark shadow of a face stared directly at me. His features were nearly the same- if you disregarded the eyes, scratchy voice, and every other different/demonic feature. By God, I'm loosing my mind here!

He put an index finger under my chin and pulled me close. Wait a moment, our magic can't be used down here? How is he so powerful? Ok, now I'm scared. His eyes had a glint of something I wasn't a fan of, but I couldn't tell what it is. Scratch that, I'm terrified. When was the last time I said that?