Hostage or Captive

Chapter 6

"What do you mean going out?" I asked, only to get a smirk in response.

"What do you mean going out" my voice rising as I spoke.

"What I mean," he said walking around me, "is that we are going to see your friends"

"What did you do" my voice full of fear, knowing that whatever he was planning would probably end in a fight, one that they will lose.

"Just arranged a little trade that's all" his voice was still light and joking.

"Well guess what? I won't be a part of it, I'd rather die" I spun around towards the counter where the knife he used to make the sandwiches still lay. Grabbing it I plunged into my chest, right around where my heart should be, but before it went into my skin Jonathan stopped me. He ripped the knife from my hand pushing me against the wall, with the dull side of the knife pressed against my neck.

"Unfornutantly for you that's not exactly an option" he growled in my ear, "As of now you are mine and you will do as I please"

"I- I'm not anyone's" I stammered, fear racing through my body at the tone of his voice.

"We'll see about that" his tone turning the words into a challenge.

"You can't make me do anything" I seethed at him. The glint in his eye would have caused me to run if his body hadn't pinned me to the wall.

"Watch me" He moved his legs so that one was on either side of my caging me further. He moved the hand that wasn't holding the knife against my throat, reaching into his pocket where he kept his stele.

"Wha- What are you doing" my voice was laced with fear. He didn't answer me, just looked into my eyes and smirked. He then reached down to where my shirt ended and pulled it up exposing my stomach. Terrified of what he was doing I tried to squirm out of his grip, but that only caused him to close what little space was between us as he took the knife from my throat, dropping it on the ground. He pressed the stele against my skin drawing a rune.

I couldn't think, the pain was overwhelming. Tears escaped my eyes causing them to run down my face while I screamed in pain.

"Shh," he crooned, "It's almost done" When he was done with the rune he stepped back, causing me to collapse on the floor with a whimper. Tears still streamed down my face as he sat next to me and pulled me into his lap stroking my hair. I was in too much pain to fight him off.

"It'll all go away soon" he murmured in my ear. My only response was a whimper as I lost conciseness.

(Picture of the rune is at the top)

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3rd POV at Magnus's

Izzy was the first to respond to Magnus's idea,

"What kind of trap?"

"He'll expect that its a trap" Jace piped in before Magnus could even respond to Izzy's question.

"Of course he is going to expect a trap, he's setting you up for one as well. What he won't expect is to see all of us there out and in the open right next to you," responded Magnus answering Jace and Isabelle's question.

"If we are all out and in the open, then how is it a trap?" questioned Clary.

"Well, biscuit that is where you come into play. We need you to ask Luke if he and his pack can stay on the outskirts of the meeting place ready to jump in and help if things go bad."

"You mean when things go bad" Simon replied sarcastically. All that earned him was a glare from pretty much everyone but Alec, who was still sulking where he sat.

"I'll ask Luke I'm sure he'll help" Clary replied, ignoring Simon comment.

"Good." Turning to Jace he asked, "When and where is the meeting"

"Tomorrow at 11 in Central Park."

"Clary call Luke and tell him that if he's going to help up to get down here," he told Clary, "We've got to make one hell of a plan if we are going to be able to take down Sebastian without Skylar getting hurt."