Guess who's back? Back again, Kath is back (with a different pen name.) tell a friend! Guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, again. I need eternal rest. pls. Anyway, good news! I have now decided to revamp my awful, awful, story "The angel's power" and this the prologue. Though this is now the revamped version of this fan fiction, it still contains, exactly like before, sexual assault, incest, and further serious subjects which some viewers may find disturbing. Therefore, this is intended for mature audiences. Viewer discretion is advised.
BTW THIS FAN FICTION WAS NOT CREATED TO GLORIFY SEXUAL ASSAULT IN ANY WAY WHATSOEVER. It's not my intention to make sexual assault okay in any way. I just wanted to write something filled with emotion, I hope you understand.
Prologue, Jace's POV:
"Well, what the hell happened then?" Asked Isabelle in alarm. But I couldn't answer the question, I didn't know either, and I didn't want to sit at this table with my siblings to discuss my experience with Sebastian. Because those blurry memories only triggered images of…Clary…and then more and more memories started to chase around each other in my head…Images of Clary thin and drawn, and with troubling circles under her eyes. The mixture of sadness and anger marring her beautiful face, tears flowing like raindrops down her cheeks. Her high kneeing cries, her sobs shaking her delicate frame-
"Jace?" Alec asked, trying to bring me back to reality again I guessed, but for what? Right...Isabelle had asked a question...but how was I going to answer something I didn't know for myself? I clenched my teeth in frustration. I didn't know what caused Clary to not utter a word to any of us at all, I didn't know why she didn't eat nor sleep. I was as confused and frustrated as Isabelle and Alec, if not more...
A sense of despair began to take a hold of me, and I heaved a sigh of dismay. What was I going to do? I just wanted to see her smile and be happy again, but how would I accomplish that? I thought with irritation. Different ideas began to swirl in my head, but not one single idea had the outcome I was looking for. I sighed once more, what was I going to do?
Isabelle exhaled heavily and looked down at the table, "You know Jace...I want to help Clary just as much as you do...It's just that-" She drew in her breath. "Alec and I need some answers in order to do that..." Her voice had a nervous edge like she suddenly was unsure what she was doing, and she glanced in my direction once again and I caught her eye, her eyebrows had pulled together in anxiety. "Can't you please just tell us something?" She pleaded.
I sighed.
If it only was that easy...Clary hadn't told any of us anything for a whole frustrating week, and my siblings expected that I would know what was bothering her so much that she was barely doing anything? Just because I was there the whole time? I was under a spell cast by Lilith! I didn't remember anything that could hurt Clary so intensively that she would behave this like this...But Isabelle was right we needed answers, and rather soon...I needed to talk to Clary. I needed to know what was going on...and what Sebastian's next move was...because he was still out there, possibly scheming his next plan...my hands clenched into fists under the table. I needed to find a way to get Clary to talk. I couldn't just sit here anymore...and right now I didn't have to explain myself to either Isabelle or Alec. I needed to support and be there for Clary.
"I'll explain soon." I hissed through my teeth, pushing away from the table, I turned and strode away from them without looking back. Clary was undeniable occupying my mind...but how was this going to turn out?
hi. I hoped u liked this...I'll post soon. see u soon. oKAY, OkAY. this is an updated version, last time I promise.