Paint It Black

1 - Blood Reunion

Entreat Me; Not to Leave thee
Or return from the following after thee.
Wether thou goes; will I go.
Wether thou lodge; will I lodge.
Thy people shall be my people;
Thy god my god.
Wether thou die; shall I die and there I will be buried.
The angel do so to me and more also, if ought but death part thee and me.
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Clary POV
"If ought but death part thee and me" Simon and I recited the last chant of the poem. The fire burning hotter, the flames indulging us like we are dinner. With the both of them being surrounded they couldn't see beyond the flames but the others outside the ring of Fire could see them. I hope Jace is proud, I hope Isabelle isn't too jealous. She seemed happy about this but not as happy for them as the others were. Isabelle had told Clary that even though Simon had gotten his memories back she was still disappointed that when he did remember a shred of something it was never about her, it was always involving Clary. Thats who Simon remembered. Clary had comforted Isabelle saying that it was just that they were best friends, they knew each other their entire lives. Like Isabelle and Alec had. Isabelle should feel more relieved if anything, Parabatai's could love each other obviously, but not have falling-in-love feelings for each other. This would have proven to her that they weren't involved. 

Suddenly Simons hands which were intwined with mine a second ago suddenly weren't. I found myself being pushed out of the circle and pushed to the ground with a person on top of me. Like a paperweight holding down a piece of paper. I look up vision blurry, sticks intwined with rich soil being dug into my shoulder blades and near my ribs.
It was Sebastian.

"Hello Lil Sis"
I recognised his voice first, before my eyes adjusted from the blurriness I then recognised his jaw line, his natural hair, his sickening smile.
"I saw you die" I managed to blurt out. This was impossible. Maybe I saw ghosts like Will Herondale once had, even though I'm not a Herondale. Maybe it was one of my new gifts that I can pursue, that I had just discovered. But ghosts can't push you and weigh you down.. Can they? He pulled a knife out of his back pocket
"I only need a little, your my sister, my property. Therefore your blood is my blood, and I am in full right to have some if I desire. I will make sure it won't hurt"
There was screaming, thumping in my ears. Shaking and pulsating my entire head when I realised the screaming was slipping from my own lips. He took the blade and slit my throat slightly. I knew this as I could feel that the blood wasn't staying in the vain of my neck, but instead flooding out onto my skin, down my shirt.

Jace Pov
I'm proud of her, she deserves to have the ones she loves around her. Others becoming her family to replace her blood family, the ones she's lost.
"Remember when that was us, throughout all this the only non blood paring that remained the same was you and I" Alec spoke quietly to me smirking.

"We have been through a lot. Would never have gotten through it if it weren't for you" it was true, he kept me sane, before Clary and now. It's just that I now have another keeping me sane; Clary. They both made it okay.

They both returned their gaze as they heard a gasp and saw Clary back away from the fire and fall. Jace being concerned started to head toward her, when Alec pulled him back gently. They saw one of Jem Carstairs old Silent Brother acquaintances helping her to her feet when she started screaming.

"HOW ARE YOU ALIVE? I SAW YOU DIE, WHY WONT YOU LEAVE ME ALONE. FATHER RUINED MY LIFE AND NOW YOU WONT GIVE UP. GET OFF ME!" She screamed. Jace recognised who she was referring to - Sebastian. Though he wasn't there, unless he was invisible which was impossible. Glamours wouldn't work on other Shadowhunters. Simon stepped beyond the circle and went beside Clary. She struggled to get up but managed to on her feet, crouching. As Simon stepped closer she crawled away clutching at her neck. Whispering something that none of them could hear. Her red curls covering her neck, none of them could actually see if she was hurt. At that Jace tore from Alec's grip and went over to Clary. There had never been a record of a Parabatai Ceremony going wrong before. Jace was standing beside Simon that he could now hear the conversation between the two.

"Clary, I need to see your neck where your hurt, I can help you." Simon said eagerly pulling out his Stele. After Simon had ascended Clary went with Simon to the Iron Sisters to receive a Stele. Each Stele was for each individual and Simons was pretty unique. He had the words 'Rock Solid Panda' engraved on the side. Most steles didn't have engravings but different symbols and lines instead, but Simon wasn't your usual shadowhunter anymore than Clary was. They were both different and had been told that they would be the strongest Parabatai's known, bonded together.

"Why do you want my blood? Why ruin my Parabatai Ceremony. You were Jealous of Jace wether you like to admit it or not, and now your Jealous of Simon aswell?" She yelped. At first they thought she was referring to Simon about being jealous about Jace, and when she was referring to the blood they thought she was talking about Simon being a downworlder before, a Vampire. But then Clary mentioned someone also being jealous of Simon and then they both knew she was referring to him still, Sebastian.

Clary POV
Clary couldn't see anyone except Sebastian in sight. She had managed to get to her feet into a crouch position. Leaving against the stone cave wall for support. She could see behind Sebastian the fire that illuminated the parabatai ceremony ritual. Only she couldn't see anyone; No Jace, No Simon. No Alec, Izzy, Magnus...No One except her brother.

"While I was 'dying' mother whispered to me, and me only that mothers can forgive. So she has forgiven me. Do sisters forgive aswell ?" He said curiously. But what would he care if he was forgiven.

"Sisters forgive Brothers. But no one could forgive this one. Not after what you've done." At this he looked taken aback.

"You will forgive, you will have centuries to see that I am exactly like you. That we share blood -"
He stopped and tore my hand from my neck.
"FUCK!" He screamed, he was extravagantly angry. "Looks like I didn't cut your neck soon enough before the ritual was completed." He said recollecting himself.
He wanted to cut my Parabatai rune? But I don't -
It was completed. The ritual was successful. Sebastian had come wanting to sabotage it, but why?

"Why would you care about me having a Parabatai?" I asked panting I realised I was suddenly getting drousy. Then I saw that he had drawn a rune on my rib.

"Don't you understand! You having a Parabatai makes you disobedient. You are suppose to be mine and mine alone. This also disturbs our paring." Pairing?

"Sleep now Sister, I will be back for you, I always -" I tried to fight it. The drowsiness, I tried to pay attention to every word but by the time the room started to sway I had been paying attention to that. Blackness had come.

Simon POV
There was a pain near my heart. I thought I was emotional pain, then I felt something wet. I lifted up my shirt to see a rune. Sliced through, bleeding.

"Why is it bleeding?" I said drousily. Jace turned and looked back worriedly at Clary running to her side now. Everytime they had stepped toward her that made her scream. But this time she never said a word. She fell from her crouch and laid, not moving. Jace pulled her vibrant curled hair back and revealed a rune it was cut, just like mine. Bleeding.

"The ritual worked. You are Parabatai but something is wrong, I don't -" the world swayed around him, the last thing Simon felt was the hard thump his knees endured on the way down.