city of fallen tears

Chapter 5: Death of Valentine

IPOV:

Isabelle and Clary had been gagged after been dragged outside, so when they woke up, they didn't know where they were.

Isabelle woke up in a dark room.

At first she didn't remember what had happened, but it all came flooding back.

She looked around her and sat up. She was in what looked like a house. She was lying on an uncomfortable bed. The lights were out, so she could only see the shapes of things. From what she could make out was a wardrobe, a dressing table and a couple of photo frames. She couldn't see the pictures though.

She reached into her weapons belt and pulled out a witchlight. She'd been expecting no weapons or steles, but to her joy, she still had her witchlight, a stele, and two daggers. Her seraph blades were gone though.

Where is Clary?

"Clary?" She whispered.

No answer.

"Clary!"she whisper yelled.

Still no reply.

She got out of the bed.

A wave of dizziness washed over her, so she had to sit back down again. When she was sure that she wasn't going to get dizzy again, she stood up and searched the wall for the light switch.

Eventually, she found it.

Searing white light flashed through her eyes. She stared at a spot for a couple minutes, waiting for the blotches to disappear out of her eyes.

When they were gone, she looked up again.

The walls were painted a dull blue, and the photo frames had no pictures, which she thought weird.Definitely not stylish.

She shook her head in disgust.

How could she be thinking about fashion or style right now? She was looking for Clary, not judging the style of a bedroom!

She caught sight of the door on the wall opposite her.

She walked towards it and put her ear to it.

She could hear angry voices.

"-never give you it! I am not gonna let you start a war! "She heard Clary say.

"Oh, you will, or I'll kill that girl in there."

"Don't touch her!" Clary said, her voice wavering slightly.

Isabelle grabbed her stele and drew the a Rune to hide herself, but show what was going on outside this door.

Izzy stifled a gasp when she saw Clary, tied to a chair, bloody and bruised. Clary's cheek had a nasty bruise on it. And on the side of her head was a bloody gash. As Izzy scanned the rest of Clary's body, she saw that Clary's clothes were torn a ljttle, and where they were torn, lay a couple scrapes and bruises. On her right leg lay a stab wound that wasn't as fresh as the others, but still worse than them. Blood was still flowing out, but at a slow pace.

The look on Clary's face was a defiant one.

"-with it? Why the hell did you take me here?" Clary was saying, looking angry now.

"You're here to give us new Runes," Valentine informed her, "and for your other question, we want to make new Shadowhunters with this Cup.

"Isabelle hadn't noticed the Mortal Cup Iin Valentine's hand until now, or the Mortal sword that he wore on his back..

"I told you! I'll never make new Runes for you!" Clary shouted, her face full of defiance and rage.

She earned only a punch to the stomach.Clary sat there, gasping for air.

Sebastian pulled back his fist again...

Isabelle burst through the door.

Sebastian and Valentine spun around, looking startled.

"Leave her alone!" 

They stared at her.

Then Sebastian smiled.

It sent chills up her spine.

It wasn't a nice smile. It was cruel.

"Or what?" He asked.

"Just leave her alone," Isabelle said.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Clary shake her head.

"Maybe we could use Isabelle to make Clary say yes," Sebastian said, his tone menacing.

"No!" Clary shouted, trying to get out of her restraints.

Suddenly Isabelle's arms were were grabbed.

She stomped on Sebastian's right foot and found that she was right;he is right handed.

Sebastian let go of her, crying out.

She spun around and kicked him in the stomach.

She heard footsteps behind her and grabbed her dagger as she turned towards him.

Before Valentine couldn't even grab his Mortal Sword she was already slashing a knife through his neck.

She was amazed that she'd even managed to slash his neck.

Blood spattered across her gear, but she passed no heed to it.

She stepped forward and grabbed Valentine's stele from his weapons belt just as he fell to the floor. She snapped it in half.

"Look out!" Clary cried.

Isabelle spun and was hit in the temple.

She fell to her knees, then went into unconsciousness.