Abducted - Clace

Chapter 8

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Magnus P.O.V

"I appreciate you helping us, Magnus," Maryse Lightwood said, as she glanced at Magnus. The words took away that small feeling of annoyance that Magnus felt. He had been planning to have a scented bath and watch America's Next Top Model. He did not appreciate at all being dragged away from his plans by the Clave.

"Of course," he said with the fake sincerity he applied to most Shadowhunter's, not all. Alec, who was standing beside him, snickered and Magnus broke out into a wide grin when he heard the sound. But then he remembered what had happened between them and the grin disappeared.

Before Maryse could say anything, Jocelyn approached and began a conversation with Maryse about Clary, Magnus listened in. Well, it was hard not to he was standing only a few feet away.

"The Consul says that no one is to leave the Institute, especially Jace. He wants Alec and Isabelle to stay in too." Jocelyn said. She was milk white and Magnus could see that she looked very tired. He felt sorry for her, to know that it was her son that caused all of these problems.

"What about demons?" Alec demanded. Magnus glanced at his former boyfriend and felt as if he should move away from him. Magnus moved a few steps away from Alec but the Shadowhunter didn't seem to catch it as he waited for Jocelyn's answer.

"They will be sorted, was all he said," Jocelyn looked back to Maryse. "Luke is going back to his house to collect a few things," she then turned to Magnus. "The Consul wants you to put an enchantment on the Institute to keep everyone in. Do you think you could do that?"

Magnus was about to answer when a flicker of movement caught his eyes. He turned his head slightly and saw Jace by the side of the Institute, asking Magnus with his eyes not to give him away. Magnus gave the slightest of nods and Jace broke out into a silent run that led behind the Institute, out of Magnus's vision. He then looked back to Jocelyn and Maryse who were waiting.

"Yes, I can do that," he said.

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Clary P.O.V

She sat with her knees pulled tightly to her chest. Sebastian had only kissed her for a moment but it was such a powerful kiss that she could feel her lips begin to bruise.

When Sebastian had pulled away she had slapped him. Hard. Well, as hard as she could manage. He hadn't been happy with that and he'd belted her right across the cheek, she could feel that beginning to bruise too.

After that Sebastian had blindfolded her again and taken her back to the dark room, chained her to the ground and then left her, he had taken the blindfold off her but it didn't make much difference. Clary could hardly see anything in this room.

Even though she tried not to, Clary thought of Jace. She thought of how he looked the last time she had seen him: like he had failed her. She desperately wanted him not to think that. She didn't want him thinking that he had failed her in any way. Seeing Jace the way she had seen him broke her heart.

Clary cursed Sebastian yet again for doing all of this, for having the goal to destroy the world. You know, usually most teenage boys aimed to lose their virginity before they started college. But no, Sebastian had the aim to take down the world and turn it into his own personal hell.

Clary thought of Jace again, of the time when he and Sebastian were connected and she had the chance to kill her brother but couldn't because then she would be killing him too.

A headache began to form and Clary fumbled for her stele but found that it was not on her, that none of her weapons were. Clary cursed Sebastian once more as her head beat like a drum.

With the headache, a wave of tiredness washed over her. Clary blinked and something popped out of the wall at her.

Peering more closely, Clary saw that it was words, written in... blood.

If I cannot reach heaven, I will raise hell, little sister. And you are my queen, the ruler by my side.

The ruler by my side.

My queen.

Little sister.

Clary turned on her stomach and threw up onto the floor.