Part One

"Where am I?"

I looked around me. Felt a little bit confused. That question just flew away in the air. No one heard it. No one answered it.

I stood in the middle of a rocky valley. Around me, so many sharp, massive rocks rose from earth just like coarse stalagmite. The land beneath me felt so rough and had dark color so did the sharp rocks that enclosed on the either side of this valley. They seemed like a charcoal. The sky above me was completely red.

I felt like I'd drowned to an ocean where there just two colors. Red and black.

So hot, I thought to myself.

Even though the cold breeze made me shiver, this place had some hot touch. Dark and hot just like Hell. I almost believed I'm gonna get burned if my body didn't say the opposite thing.

It didn't mean that I've ever been in Hell but, You know, the books said so.

Okay, forget about the Hell. The thing is, how did I get here?

Last thing I remember was I climbed to my warm bed after a long phone conversation with Simon. I remembered that I felt so tired and sleepy so I decided to end the call. After that, I remembered nothing.

What did I do?

"Hello!" I yelled carefully. Trying to detect any sign of living creatures around me, "Is there anybody here?"

I found nothing.

This place was like a deathly village that had just burned down.

"Jace?" I called a little bit louder.

I knew it's a stupid act because I knew Jace wasn't here. He was still in the infirmary due to his heavenly fire under Brother Zachariach's care.

He's safe.

Once again, I turned around. Sharpen my eyes, I started to feel a little bit worried.

This place reminded me of the last battle area. The place where Sebastian turned Amatis Graymark into one of his dark shadowhunter. Also the place where I stabbed Jace with Glorious.

That memories had never failed to send shivers down to my body. I remembered it crystal clear, my feeling when I hold Jace's cold body, feeling his stopped beating heart, knowing that his life slipped through like sands in my fingers. No matter how hard I tried, it kept on going.

I thought I'm gonna die right then.

I could feel my heart pounded so hard in my chest. So hard till I thought it gonna stop forever in a second. Then, I could meet Jace again.

I remembered too, how it felt to call his name while his body's stand still. His eyes didn't move. He was so far and unreachable.

All I could say was, I don't wanna feel that again. The fear when I had to say goodbye to Jace.

Forever.

"Jace," I called him once again. This time it was no more than a whisper. I didn't intend Jace to suddenly showed up in front of me. I called his name just because, doing it made me feel safe. When I called his name, he felt so real and close to me. That feeling gave me strength. The same feeling as when I had to enter some battle and I could feel my stele and my seraph blades in my belt.

The feeling like I was protected.

"Why?" a voice suddenly broke the silence. That voice's low and cold, shredding right through my chest like a razor, "Even now you're still calling his name, Little Sister?"

I turned around as fast as I could, trying to find the one who spoke just now. I didn't want him to faced my back.

"Jace can't save You for now," that voice spoke again. This time it came from a different direction. I moved fast to face him, but I still couln't find his figure. He's still invisible for me to see.

"You're alone!"

The shout sounded so loud. Echoed around this dark valley. I couldn't say where did it come from.

"Where are You!" I screamed. Tried to sounded as loud as that voice. Feeling rages started to rise, "Show Yourselves!"

I heard that voice laughing. Cold and evil. It made me feel like my heart's pumping ice shards through all of my veins. Again, I turned around to find that familiar figure.

"I'm here, Clarissa," now that voice tone changed into the soft ones. So soft like a velvet. So close and dangerous, "I'm here."

Simultaneously, a pair of strong arms stretched out and hugged me from behind. It locked me in such way so I jerked in disbelief. It took seconds for me to be aware and then struggled to get lost.

"Why do you fight me back?" Sebastian whispered mockingly. He tilted his head to speak right in my ears, made me feel more trapped, "You always love being hug. I could feel when Jace did it."

Unable to stop myself, a growl came from my throat. I pushed Sebastian's arms away from my body but even though I've tried with all my power, nothing happened.

"Let me go, Sebastian!" I snapped loudly, but he tightened his hug instead.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!' He chuckled, "Now you call me Sebastian again. I think You have agreed that my name is Jonathan."

Clenching my teeth, I kept on struggle from Sebastian's hold. Poor me, even I used all of my strength, He didn't seem to feel it even just a bit.

"Jonathan is Jace's name!" I yelled at him angrily, "I will never call you with his name!"

"You call me so back there when we're in daddy's apartment," he argued my words with fake casual tone. I could feel the danger behind the calmness of his voice. The danger that trembled me.

"I did that for Jace's sake," I hissed sharply. Still tried to free myself from him.

Sebastian stood behind me so I couldn't see his face, but I swore that his body tensed a little when I said that words.

"Jonathan, is my name," he growled against my ear, "That creature is the one who doesn't deserve to be called by Jonathan. He should have never born!"

Sebastian words sent chills down to my spine. Right behind my back, I could feel his muscular body so close to mine. His chest moved up and down in fast rhyme due to his anger.

"If Jace was never born, You would have decomposed right now!"

My body was trembling hard but not because of fear. I was mad. I was really mad hearing Sebastian spoke about Jace like that.

Once again, Sebastian body tensed.

He knew, that I was true. If Jace didn't exist, Lilith wouldn't able to bring him back from death.

"He is the one who killed me at the first place," he whispered with a deathly tone, "You want me to thank him for that?"

I clenched my teeth, prepared myself to attack.

"Yeah!" I hissed, crushed Sebastian's feet with the heel of my boot as hard as I can., "But I also wish that Mikhael do my hair. I'd accepted that somethings are impossible."

My action made Sebastian gasped. He loosened his grip to my body. Just a bit, but that was enough for me. I used that chance to dropped and released myself from his arms.

As soon as I was free, I gave Sebastian a kick right on his ribs. He, who hadn't recover yet from his shock, back off while I jumped off to distanced myself from him.

At that moment, I realized the fact I was really, really weaponless. I even didn't bring my stele. It made me kinda panicked.

How could I fight Sebastian without a stele?

"You really got a progress, Clarissa," he stared right at me as he enforced himself. There was no pain in his expression, even just a bit, like it should have been when You kicked someone's ribs. Now, his face only fulled with mockery.

This was the first time I saw Sebastian since the battle. He didn't change at all.

Of course, stupid! I cursed myself. That battle was just few days ago!

"Jace trained me well," I said loudly.

"Not good enough."

I heard Sebastian hissed and the next second his arm had grabbed my neck. His body pushed me so strong till I mangled toward the massive rocks. He pressed and held me few inches from the ground. His face facing mine. So close till the top of our nose touched one another.

I gasped as my back hit the rocks. Its surface was rough and sharp, pricked my skin trough my clothes. I hissed.

"You ruined my plans, Clarissa," he snarled. I could feel his breath due to our position. It was warm and, strangely, familiar. Though his bond with Jace had broken, I still could sense the feeling of familiarity in him.

"Maybe…" I tried to answer him between my breath. His grip in my throat didn't make it easier at all, "Maybe God isn't in your side."

Even though still hard for me to breath, I didn't fail to gave him a sneer with my words but it made him laugh instead.

"Who says I need a permission from God?" his eyes which are as black as black hole gleamed with despise. One of the corner of his lips lifted upwards, forming a smile.

At that moment, I realized one scary thing: Sebastian looked enchanting. Just as enchanting as the devil in the legends itself.

"Bible?" I suggested while kicking his body. Trying to pushed him away from me.

He was unmoved. It was like kicking a pack of sand that didn't make even a single move when I attacked him.

"Tell me, Clarissa," Sebastian said casually. He really didn't feel my kick. One of his hand still held a tight grip in my throat while the other one leaned to the rock to support us. I could feel his chest moved in a rhyme with his breath. His hard muscles moved constantly. I gripped his shoulders, trying to push him away.

"Do you still believe in that thing?" he asked me softly and then chucked, "All they wrote in bible?"

Sebastian's breath blew on my face. Warm and smelled like him. Sensing that scent disgusted me.

"I don't have to answer that," I blurted. That answer made Sebastian laugh in an evili way.

"You know what, Clarissa," he whispered as laugh faded out from his face, "You're same as me. I'm the one who understands you the most. You can hide nothing from me. I know every thought in your little red head."

Now I really felt nauseous.

"I'm nothing like you."

Feeling disgust, I growled. My eyes went wide and I tried to show him how much I hate him.

"You hate me," he answered in a monotonous voice, "Just like I hate Jocelyn. What's the difference?"

"She. Is. Your. Mother!" I barked him loudly, "It changes everything!"

"And You, are my sister!" he replied as loud as I did. Then, his voice slowed down, "Same blood flows in our veins."

I shivered again. This time it didn't due to a disgust, but because I felt something in his Voice. The thing I've ever heard when he asked me, "who do I belong to?".

"You hate me even though you'd already knew that I'm your brother," Sebastian continued with one of his demonic tone that sounded so clear now, "And I hate Jocelyn even I knew that she's my mother. We're so alike, aren't we?"

I gasped as Sebastian tightened his grip in my throat. His eyes widened, gleamed wildly. The dark color in his eyes made a contrast with his silvery hair.

"I. Am. Nothing. Like. You!"

Sebastian blurted a heartlessly laugh. He must be realized that I'd stopped my effort in releasing myself from him. I realized, he was like a concrete wall. No matter how I tried, he was just unmoved.

"Clarissa," he leaned his forehead against the rock. His face turned toward the side of my face as he spoke. Down in his chest, I could feel his fast, strong heartbeats.

"I'm the one who unserstands you the most."

His breathe blew my ear. This time, his voice was slow, but still contain the same danger.

"We are the last morgensterns in this world."

"Like I'm proud of that," I practically hissed that words toward Sebastian's ear. I didn't try to hide the hatred in my voice, "If I could, I would have choose to be Clary Fray."

"What's so good of being Clary Fray?" Sebastian grunted. Hadn"t change his position yet, "A mundane. Weak. If You were Clary Fray, You would be nothing. But as Clarissa Morgenstern…"

He pulled his face. Now he faced me again. His eyes stared at me with a real wildness.

"You are Clarissa Adele Morgensern," he said with an assertiveness which couldn't been denied, "My only sister."

I choked. My neck was getting numb and the hatred that filled my heart really weren't helping.

"If that's true," I growled loudly, "You can start treating me like a normal brother treat his little sister instead of some dickhead psychopath treat his prey."

Again, Sebastian chuckled. He touched my cheek with his cold lips.

If it wasn't his grip in my throat that kept me still, I would have pulled my face. His action really made me feel sick. His lips left a cold sensation in my skin as he moved along my jawline.

"You are mine, Clarissa," he murmured with a low, deep voice, "You are mine, and how do I treat you is up to me."

Jace! I screamed in my head. Sebastian words made me burned by pure hatred.

"Don't touch me!" I wriggled again. Same as before, my effort just tightened Sebastian's grip in my throat.

Jace!

"You may call Jace as loud as you can if you want it," Sebastian's lips, which now just an inch apart from mine, moved mockingly, "We'll see wether Jace could come here or not."

Then he moved. His lips came closer an closer again toward mine before he finally stopped right in the corner of my mouth.

Jace! I started to feel desperate.

"Clarissa," Sebastian sighed unpatiently, "You can't stop thinking about that angel boy just a second, can you?"

Right then, I heard it. Jace's voice. So clear and real.

Clary!

His voice sounded like came from inside my head.

Clary!

"Jace!" I jerked in surprise and called him as loud as I can, "Jace! Help!"

Sebastian made a sound like a deep growl. He pulled himself immediately, dropped me to the ground. The next second, I was pulled with a power that made me gasped.

"Keep this on your mind, Clarissa," he whispered. Coldly and tense. I could hear anger in his every words, "You are mine. And when the time has come, I will come for you. The world which you know right now will surrender beneath our feet."

Clary!

Jace's voice became clearer as Sebastian let go of his grip on me, made me fell to such a bottomless dark hole. Fell deeper and deeper towards Jace's voice.

"Clary!"

For some moments I was trapped in the perfect darkness before I realized that it was just my eyelids. I opened it, and a bright light shone around me.

"Clary, are you okay?"

I woke up immediately. Almost hit Jace's head in the process. Lucky him, he was fast enough to pull himself from his position above me.

I looked around, not fully conscious. Everything seemed normal. My bedroom in The Institute was still the same as the last time I saw it before I closed my eyes to sleep. I was on my bed and not in that bloody valley. Instead of Sebastian, Jace was by my side. Gave me a worry look.

"Jace," I called him softly. My voice was tremble. Now I realized that I was covered in sweat. Strands of my hair sticked on my forehead.

"What happened?" Jace moved closer to me after he was sure that I wouldn't make a sudden move anymore. His movement was so careful and he kept a little distance, "Do you had a nightmare? You have just snapped at me, telling me not to touch you."

I shook my head. Trying to erased the feeling of Sebastian's lips in my cheek.

"That wasn't a dream," I croaked, "Sebastian came to me..."

Without seeing, I knew that Jace's body was tensing. He came even closer to me.

"What did he want? Did he do something to you? That evil bastard…"

"I'm okay, Jace," I stopped him before he finished his words. I looked up to find his eyes, stared through his golden eyes which now seemed like flaring up by that heavenly fire inside his body.

Back there, Jace's eyes was like some liquid gold. So warm and melted my heart everytime I saw him. Now, that gold was covered by the blazing heavenly fire and burned me inside everytime we looked at each other.

"Sebastian just confirmed what he'd say before," I muttered. This time, I was the one who took a way closer to Jace. This made him more tensed, "He's coming, Jace. He'd say that. Erchomai. And he said he's coming to take me."

Jace's breath sounded so loud when he gasped in surprise. I hadn't told him about what Sebastian said after Jace left us back there in Valentine's apartment so he hadn't know what kind of plans did Sebastian have for me.

"What does he want from you, Clary?" Jace snarled in a soft voice. I know he tried to hold down his rising anger, "Does he want you to be one of his dark shadowhunter?"

I stared right at Jace's face, taking a good look at his golden skin.

I stretched out my hands to touch his face. Beyond his consciousness, Jace's body become rigid. It made me stopped, just an inch from his cheek.

We've done this before. At that moment I felt an electric sting like a static waves under our touch. Just before that, Jace told me that he'd burned Brother Zachariach's hand, so we decided not to try this again.

But it seemed that I couldn't bear it. All my body screamed, wanting to feel Jace's touch in my skin.

Finally, I let my hand fell back to the bed. A little bit disappointed with our circumstance.

"Sebastian wants me to be his mate," I said with my trembling voice. Feeling disgusted.

"Last time I heard people was gossiping you as siblings," Jace commented scornfully. He'd got his body relaxed after I stopped myself from touching him.

"He said," I continued like Jace hadn't say anything, "We are the last morgensterns. I'am his, and he's mine. We are belong to each others."

My voice was still unstable with tremble. Inside my mind, I felt like I could hear Sebastian laughed.

Finally You said it. You must have felt the truth between us, haven't you, Little Sister?

"No," I hissed to myself. Beside me, Jace snarled the same words.

"Listen to me, Clary," suddenly he spoke and made me flinched. My attention was back to him, "You aren't his to own."

Jace gave a firm tone to his every words.

"You don't owned by anybody. You are owned by yourselves."

Jace words threw me back to the battle night. I remembered saying the same words to Sebastian.

I am mine!

"Yes," I nodded. Once again stared at Jace's eyes. Feeling that truth flew in every veins of mine, "I am mine, and I only share me with people whom I want. You."

Jace's eyes widened. I could see a familiar flashes in there. Flashes which never failed to steal my heartbeat, and then make it pound faster and faster.

"Clary," he inched closer, this time without hesitation. I did the same thing.

I felt Jace's warmth when I touched his face. Not burning, but not cold as Sebastian's.

That memory of Sebastian suddenly made me shudder. I swept it away as soon as possible.

How could I think about him when I'm with Jace?

The next moment, Jace pressed his lips against mine and I forgot everything else.

Once again I felt that electric waves. Jace's lips electrocuted me, literally, but I didn't want to release him. So did Jace. He pull me closer like he wanted to drowned me into his body. I ran my fingers to his golden hair, trying to keep him close to me as he deepened the kiss.

"Aw!" unwillingly, I cried a soft scream as I felt heat in my back. The surprised Jace pulled away from me immediately, blurting an apologize. He gasped when he did a check on my back.

"Emmm…" he said, clearing his throat, "I think you should change your clothes. I kind of… burned a hole in it."

"Really?" I asked in surprise. I tried to look above my shoulder at my back, "So, this time, i'ts my clothes which been burned by passion."

"Yeah," he rolled his georgeus golden eyes, unpatiently, "And I think we should stop doing this. Next time it can be you who got burned."

I could feel my face blushed, but I tried to calmed myself down.

"I didn't mind if I got burned by… Oh, okay," I stopped myself as I found him frowning, "I'm just joking."

"Ha! Ha!," he answered with a fake laugh, edged away from me. He then get off from my bed, "I'm leaving you so you can get back to your sleep."

"Wait!"

I uttered fast to stop him. He stood and looked at me, his eyebrows lifted.

"Can you stay with me tonight?"

Jace stared at me. His eyes fulled with frustration. It seemed like I'd just tortured him.

"Clary," he sighed with as much frustation as in his eyes, "You know that this is dangerous. I could get you burned."

"You don't need to touch me," I felt my face blushing. Maybe, in his eyes, I sounded either so hopeless or even desperate, but I didn't care. Just imagining being left alone and the possibility of Sebastian coming back to my dream made me shiver.

Jace made sounds like a hiss and a growl at the same time, then he climbed back to my bed.

"You know," he said, laying down as he gave me a sign to lay close to him. He then rolled facing me, "If tomorrow we get you become an ash, I'll chase you, even to hell, so you can slap me."

"You can do it," I commented with a smirk in my lips, closing my eyes, "Then I'll make you stay in there forever so we can be together."

"Deal."