Shadowhunters Ships

The Demon's Love ~ Clabastian

AN: Shout out to @The_Sith_Lady

I couldn't add a photo and I spent like 40 minutes trying to get a picture so sorry guys.

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He loves her. More than a brother should love a sister. He loves her like a lover would, and he will have her. One way or another. 

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The New York Institute was as busy as always so no one took notice of the white haired Shadowhunter, blending and moving with the crowds to avoid detection. He headed in the direction of Clarissa Fray/Fairchild/Morgenstern's room. That was his goal, that was always his goal.

Sebastian, or Jonathan, knocked on the door and was greeted with a muffled "coming!" from his sweet sister. He smiled at the thought of her. The door opened to reveal a raffled Clary, it appeared that she had either just woken up or just gotten out of bed. 

"Hello Clarissa," Sebastian snarled at her. 

Clary went to scream but was cut off by her brothers hand covering her mouth and nose, preventing the air from getting to her lungs. He drew a persuade rune on her forearm, persuading her to loose consciousness, surprised when it worked. He lifted her in his arms, bridal style, and whispered to her, "you'll love me soon enough my dear sister," before she fell completely unconscious.

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It took three days for Clary to wake up. Sebastian sat by her bedside, watching her sleep. He watched as her eyes fluttered and then opened, slightly dazed for a few moments before focusing. Her head tilted to the left and then to the right, where he made contact with her smirking brother. She gasped in surprise and attempted to move as far away from him as she could, causing him to chuckle in response.

"I don't want to hurt you, my dear Clarissa," Sebastian said. He looked down at her with lust in his eyes.

"I hate you. I hate you so much. You've been ruining my life and now you have what? Kidnapped me?" Clary exclaimed. "What do you plan to achieve from kidnapping me, Jonathan Christopher?!"

Sebastian's hands clenched in rage at what she had called him. Only his father had ever called him by his full, proper name, and that was not times that he would like to repeat. Sebastian took a deep breath and slowly unclenched his fists. He picked Clary up and held her against the wall at a speed that took the breath out of her and put fear in her eyes. She gasped in shock but other than that, didn't make a noise or change her facial expression throughout the small ordeal.

"You will never call me that, Clarissa!" He practically growled at her, his eyes darkened in rage. "Now as for the reason you are here. You are here to love me, be my girlfriend, my lover, and then my Queen." He grinned showing off his demon eyes.

Clary shivered in disgust, and he grinned. His eyes returned to his 'normal' green-hazel colour.

"I will never," She began. "Ever, love you. Not even as a brother. Want to know why?" She asked and grinned when he growled again.

"I'll take that as a yes," Clary paused for dramatic effect. "Because you and a selfish, no good, torturing, murdering, son-of-a-bitch, who is, sickeningly, in love with his own sister, his own flesh and blood. If you were a mundane, you would be in an asylum, an insane asylum, for life."

Clary watched as his muscles tensed as each word left her mouth. She watched as his mouth thinned into a tight line. She watched as his eyes darkened to his demon ones. She watched as his hand raised and faltered. She grinned. She knew there was nothing that he could do to hurt her. She was safe, as long as she could stall long enough for Jace to find her.

"You are really pushing it, my dear Clarissa. Do you know that?" He snarled at her, only making her grin even wider in return.

"Yes," she replied, somewhat smugly. "I do believe I am, dear Jonathan."

His hands clenched again.

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By night fall, she had managed to piss Sebastian off enough for him to leave her alone in order to 'cool off'. She had already scoured the room twice in the time from Sebastian had left until now. She knew that the room she was in was two floors above the ground. She also knew that when she jumped out of the window, that she would be royally screwed. However, she was lucky that her 'brother' didn't check her boots. Her, as Simon likes to put it, mini stele was still safely shoved down in her boots, in a secret pouch.

Clary locked the door behind her with a rune, and walked over to the window, opened it and stepped out onto the ledge. She took a deep breath, finally thankful for Jace teaching her how to fall. She gagged herself, because she knew, from experience, that this was going to hurt, a lot. She took a deep breath, and stepped off of the ledge and...

... hit the ground. Hard. She groaned in pain, suddenly glad for the gag otherwise she would've screamed out and her cover would be blown. Clary was very glad that she kept her stele in her hand otherwise she was unsure if she'd be able to heal. She drew an iratze on her forearm and instantly felt better, but she was still injured and she needed to get back to the Institute as fast as she could.

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When she arrived, the Institute was in chaos. Clary presumed that either Jace or Simon was the cause of this panic.

"Clary!" She heard Izzy cry. Suddenly, she was tackled to the floor and all she could see was a mop of black hair, she presumed it was Izzy seeing as Clary doubted that Alec would jump into a hug with herself. Clary groaned in pain and Izzy immediately jumped off of her. Black spots clouded her vision. In the distance, all Clary could faintly see was a mop of golden hair and hear was Jace and Simon's voices screaming out to her, as she collapsed and her world fell into darkness.

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AN:

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