"Do you think he'll come for us?" Clary asked Jace. A dark look passed Jace's face. "Honestly, Clary?" She nodded. "Yeah. I think he will." Jace paused. "But as you said, we're just his winning prizes." Clary leaned into her boyfriend. "But he can kill you now." She pointed out. Jace smiled. "That wouldn't do him much good. Killing me, there'd be no satisfaction. I wouldn't be hurt." Clary looked up at him. "Wouldn't be hurt? Jace, you'd be dead." There had been a time, two actually, where she had thought Jace was dead. She couldn't handle him being "dead" for a third and final time. "Clary," Jace began. "If Sebastian was looking to hurt me, he would kill you." Jace leaned down and kissed Clary gently. The kiss reminded her of when she and Jace were in Sebastian's magical apartment and the real Jace was with her. When that memory flew away, a horrible memory from the day after flooded her mind. She pushed Jace away. "What's wrong?" Jace asked with concern. Clary took a deep breath. "Remember when I told you Sebastian and I had a fight, and that's why I was covered in blood?" Jace nodded. "Well, during the fight, and after, Sebastian did some things." Anger flashed in Jace's eyes. "What did he do, Clary?" Clary cupped her hand over Jace's ear and told him everything.
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Jace was yelling. "HOW COULD HE DO THAT?!" He jumped of the bed, where they'd been sitting and walked across the room. "YOU'RE HIS SISTER!" Clary flinched at the fact. Jace looked over to her. "I'm sorry. I just..." He trailed off. Clary nodded. "Jace, I get it. I was there." Jace gripped his stele harder. "What if you weren't strong enough to fight back? What if you didn't know how?" Clary ran over to him. "But I did know, Jace! You taught me how to fight back! You're the reason I could!" Jace stared at her. "I swear, Clary the first chance I get, I will kill him."
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Sebastian sat on the couch in the living room of his fathers apartment. Clary was smart, he thought, to make a rune like that and almost destroy the apartment. It wasn't easy to find it again. He smiled. But it will be easy to find Jace and Clary. Sebastian thought of the day he and Clary had their little fight. "Do you really think there's a place on this earth you could go where I couldn't find you?" He had taunted his sister. 'There wasn't' he thought. Because he had already found her.
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She had sent Jace to bed since he needed the rest. She told him in the morning they would do whatever he wanted as a date. He smiled and agreed. Clary walked up to her bedroom. They had inhabited the Institute, 'they' being Clary, Jace, Simon, Isabelle and Alec. Because Magnus and Alec broke up, they didn't feel welcome at Magnus' anymore. Alec, Izzy, Jace and Simon were going to live here anyway, so Clary begged her mom to let her go. In the end, Clary won. She pulled off her t-shirt and replaced it with a lime green tank top. She decided to leave her jeans on. On her way to her bed, she paused in front of the mirror. She still had her small body, but her arms were built up a small bit. She wanted to train more so her-
"Looking beautiful as always, little sis." A voice whispered in her ear. Clary froze. "No." She whispered under her breath. Clary turned and saw a familiar toned body with faded markings. "Sebastian." She stated. Sebastian grabbed her wrists and pulled her off her feet. "Oh yes, little sister. Oh yes."
"Get out." Clary stammered. Sebastian let out a chuckle. "Really? Is that a way to greet your big brother?" Clary felt sick. The last time she was alone with Sebastian... "How about a kiss? I'm sure families do that." Sebastian brought his mouth down on hers, hard. Clary struggled against Sebastian. She remembered the time where Sebastian did this to her before. Clary shuddered. He had her hands in his so she couldn't hit him and he was pushing his body up against hers so her legs were useless. All she could do was keep her mouth closed and try to escape. Clary ducked her head. When Clary found her voice she said "I'm not sure that's how normal siblings kiss." Sebastian snorted. "I'm not sure we're considered 'normal', little sister." Clary fought the urge to throw up. "What's wrong, sis? You look upset." He asked with fake concern. "I'm trying to decide whether I should call Jace or Simon. Or both." Sebastian's grip on her wrists tightened. "Now, now. Lets not rush hasty decisions. Instead, lets enjoy the moment." He detached himself from the wall and walked over to the bed, carrying Clary with him. "Never." She spat at him. Sebastian ignored her and laid her down on the bed. Sebastian looked at her hungrily. Clary felt dizzy. Just as Sebastian was about to roll on top of her, Clary kneed him in a place she knew hurt. She had the element of surprise so Sebastian crumpled. She flew off the bed and ran down the dark hallway, trying to find her voice, trying to scream. But nothing came out.
Clary had almost reached Jace's room when a dark figure jumped in front of her. She opened her mouth and silently screamed. Sebastian grabbed her by the shoulders and started to drag her back to her room. Clary quickly ran through Jace's steps on how to win a fight. She must have forgot to ask him about how to defeat and perverted older brother. She hesitated for a moment, then executed a perfect backflip. On the way down, she thought she heard her foot connect with Sebastian's face. Sebastian's nose instantly gushed blood. Clary swung a punch toward Sebastian's head. Right before it made contact, Sebastian caught it. "Little sis, I think you may have picked the wrong fight."
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Jace stood above Clary's bed, watching her sleep. A dark, hooded figure swooped in through the window. "Jace." The figure greeted him. "Jonathan." Jace replied. "I didn't know you were coming." Jonathan looked up. "Neither did I." He replied. "But this needs to be done tonight." The dark figure, Jonathan passed a sharpened knife to Jace. Jace stared at the blade. "Of course" Jace responded. And he drove the dagger through Clary's heart.
Jace woke with a panic. It was just a dream, He told himself. Clary was alright. He looked at the clock. 4:02AM. Jace decided he wouldn't go back to sleep. He pulled on a pair of jeans and went into the bathroom. He splashed cold water on his face and his arms. When he turned the water off he heard a faint sound. A muffled scream. Jace quickly ran out into the hallway and down to Clary's room. "Stop moving." A harsh voice whispered. Jace heard a zipper being undone and a quiet cry of protest. That's it. He flung open the door and saw Clary sitting on the bed. Her tank top was thrown across the room and her jeans were slid past her waist. A hand was over her mouth, preventing her from screaming. A name formed on Jace's lips. "Sebastian."