As Valentine stood over Jace, she panicked. She grabbed Valentine's arm, he turned to look at her, and incredulous look spreading across his face.
"Take me instead" she said quietly. Valentine looked at her in interest.
"Why?" It was a simple question that she was afraid to answer. Valentine placed Jace on the couch softly.
"You would trade your freedom... for a boy you met a few months ago ago?" He quipped. Clary stood her ground.
"No I would trade it because he Is worth so much more around here than Me and yes I love him but I know who we should be to each other. I know the story father." Valentine had a brief lapse of shock.
"You are more perceptive than I thought daughter"
"So will you, trade my freedom for Jace's, a daughter for a son?" Valentine nodded.
"I have only one thing to ask, May I leave a letter to say sorry" Valentine nodded and she wrote the letter before grabbing Valentine's hand and jumping through the portal.
When jace came too he was afraid to look up until isabell slapped him.
"You..." She began but Jace blacked her put and looked for Clary
"where is she?"
Everyone looked down, not sure how to answer.
"Where is Clary" he bellowed. Alec stood forward.
"Valentine took her" he whispered and flinched as Jace banged his fist on the floor.
"What, how?" Nobody answered but gave Jace the letter. He read it and felt his heart shatter but he didn't let it show and got up.
"Well, let's get going"
Meanwhile Clary sat in a startling white dress, looking up at her father.
"Well?" he asked, she chewed on her lip.
"I didn't mean to father but…. I had to." He snarled and slapped her across the face, she looked up startled but showed no fear.
"You will stay inside" and then he left the room, locking the door as he went.
-2yearslater-2yearslater-
Max wasn't even meant to be there, he was simply in the wrong place at the wrong time but neither the less he was a lightwood, therefore important to Jace which made Sebastian take him. He couldn't kidnap the older children they were two hardened but Max, the sweet innocent little ten year old boy had only a month of training and even that was weak. So Sebastian had taken the boy who had kicked and screamed but it wasn't enough the boy was far too weak.
When Max came too he saw Clary, staring at him in concern. It took a moment for him to realise that Clary was actually there. He got up and scurried to the other end of the room, scared out of his mind.
"You… you're dead!" he yelled as Clary looked down.
"I wish I was, Max oh what has happened to you?" She grabbed a wet rag and began to pat his head with the rag. When Max had begun to drift off Clary sung him to sleep. She kissed his head.
"I'll get you out of here max I promise"