Demon Blood

Chapter One

Chapter One

"No." Sebastian snarled. "Hold her still." And he raised the Cup and jammed it against Clary's lips, trying to pry open her mouth. She fought him, gritting her teeth. "Drink," Sebastian said in a vicious whisper, so low she doubted Jace could hear it. "I told you by the end of this night you would do whatever I wanted. Drink," His black eyes darkened, and he dug the Cup in, slicing her bottom lip. She tasted blood as she reached behind her, grabbing Jace's shoulders using his body to push-off against as she kicked out with her legs.

This act was no real shock to Sebastian, anticipating her move he side stepped quickly. Clary's feet hit nothing but air before falling back to the ground. Jace kept his grip; she was only a few inches off the ground, and not lying on it.

Clary gritted her teeth to keep her from screaming in pain and frustration. "Little sister," Sebastian said, "That was a nice try, we could use a fighter like you. This would be so much easier if you would cooperate. But don't worry," He whisper leaning down so that they were face to face. "Once you get a taste of what's to come, you won't get enough."

Clary struggled against Jace's iron-hard grin. "Clary just fight with us and you can drink later." He pleaded. She looked him in the eyes, soft gold and pleading, but this isn't her Jace.

"Open her mouth." Sebastian instructed. Now's my chance, She thought with fierce determination. But Jace keep his grip against Clary's protests. She turned her head away from Sebastian and saw Simon out of her peripheral vision. She didn't dare mouth any to him, but her expression was enough. Help, use the sword if you have to. Simon understood, but Clary didn't get to see what Simon was doing before Sebastian jerked her head toward him. She bit the inside of her mouth so hard she tasted blood.

Sebastian jammed the Cup between her lips and tilted her head back all in one fluent movement. He pulled her jaw down and Clary felt the blood burning and icy fiery path down her throat. She screamed in protest as the fire made its way through her veins, it was painful and relaxing at the same time. Her vision blurred around the edges, but the last thing she heard was an ear piercing scream, coming from both of the boys.

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Simon understood Clary's desperately pleading expression. He threw the sword with all his strength and hit Jace in his side. It wasn't the best shot, but it work. Jace collapsed in agony and Sebastian wailed in pain due to there link being served. But it wasn't their screams that made Simon shiver in fear. It was the one's coming from his best friend, and first love Clary Fray. She was writhing in agony on the ground, screaming blood murder. Her head turned toward Simon as she stopped screaming, her were open but glassy and unseeing and most notably they were not longer piercing green but as black as Sebastian's. Sebastian recover quickly, grabbed the unconscious Clary and disappeared but Simon who was still running at top speed could get within a foot.

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When Jace came to he was in a familiar room. There were whisper all around him; her recognized all the voices.

"Alec?" His response was a person hand intertwining with his own.

"Is it really you?" Alec asked.

"Yes. I know you have not right to believe me but it is. I swear to Angel." Jace is surprised to hear his one voice speaking the words at his command. Could he really be in control again?

"You don't have to apologize." Isabelle says. "It wasn't you doing all those things." Jace was about to open his mouth in protest but something shut him up. There was some one missing; some one really important.

"Where's Clary?" He tries not to sound hurt; it's not a surprise that she wouldn't want to see him after what happened.

The room goes dead silent as no one answers his question.

"Where. Is. Clary?" He demands although he feels tired he attempts to sit up in order to read their expressions better. Alec and Isabelle exchange glances before speaking in a gentle tone.

"Clary isn't feeling quiet herself," Alec choses his words carefully, "A bit ill after all that has happened. She wants to be here but the Brothers won't allow it, nor will her mom until she is better." The siblings breathe a mental sigh of relief when they see Jace's tension vanish from his shoulders only to be replaced by a different worry.

"Jace," Isabelle says changing the subject, "You're glowing."