Sycophant ▸ Alec Lightwood [DISCONTINUED]

CHAPTER FOUR

Dead Man's Party

No one had spoke on the ride back to the institute. The only sound that could be heard was Clary's sniffles and Matthew's heavy breathing.

"I still don't understand. How can Shadowhunters be better th-then what you people call mundanes?" Clary spoke with irritation and anger laced in her tone as they walked into the institute. The tears were all dried up and she focused her anger and hatred on the three Shadowhunters.

"Because we protect humans." Isabelle muttered with guilt shown in her voice. Matthew shot daggers at everyone in the room, except from his sister. Isabelle looked over towards the twins and went to grab Matthew's hand but he pulled it back and glared at her. If Isabelle could of died at that look, she would've been six feet under.

"You're right. Humans." Clary stopped walking and turned around to look at the three experienced Shadowhunters. "You protect humans. You left Simon all alone in the van." The strawberry blonde reminded the three is their failure.

"He's the only family we have left right now. So great job, guys. You rock." Matthew's voice was full of sarcasm and anger.

"There is some truth to the idea that human beings should have a modicum of common sense." Alec sasses back.

"You left Simon all by himself, in the middle of fucking nowhere, to protect himself!" Matthew shouted as he slowly backed away from the Shadow hunters as he knew he would do something he would regret.

"Look, they won't do anything to Simon." Jace assured Clary and Matthew as he took steps closer to Clary. He was annoyed at the situation too but arguing wasn't helping. "They just wanted to draw you out. They want the Cup, and they think you have it."

Clary let out a breath, "But why do they think that? Why does anyone think that? What, my mom lies to me and my brother our entire lives except, 'Oh, by the way, there's this magic cup, I hid on, like, the planet bongo, but don't tell anyone.'" The other four Shadowhunters in the room rolled their eyes.

Clary sighed, she was exhausted and all she wanted was everything back to the way it was. "What am I supposed to do now?" Matthew sighed and rubbed his face with his hands, he was irritated with the situation at hand, "Clary please be quiet for five seconds."

"We have to report this to the Clave. They have to know what we've learned about Simon." Alec's monotonal voice spoke, his hands were curled into fists.

"What, you mean our father? Great, fine, tell them, what good does it do Simon?" Matthew asked them.

"Matthew, Clary, it's all connected. The vamps want The Cup." Jace told the twins, as if they were missing out on something.

"Why? It makes new Shadow hunters?" Clary and Matthew asked them in sync. Matthew smiled slightly at the twin thing they have been doing since they were little, but stopped once he realised what situation they were in.

"Nobody wants Valentine creating an army loyal to himself." Alec responded after noticing the slight smile on Matthew's face and smiled a little on his own.

"Plus, it controls demons." Isabelle added.

"They'll propose a trade. Simon for the cup."

"So the Vampires will trade Simon for the cup and Valentine will trade my mother for the cup. Either way we lose someone we both love." Matthew stated while grabbing Clary's hand and putting arm around he shoulders to show the he will protect her.

"Why don't I just toss it up in the air and let them fight it among themselves." Clary suggested.

"So this doesn't matter to you?" Alec asked Clary in disbelief.