Okay, so what you need to know before reading: Clary was taken by Valentine and Jace and everyone have been struggling to find her. This takes place on the mount to save Clary. Also: Clary's mother is dead...or is she? Not my first story, but the first one I feel deticated to. Enjoy.
Jace slashed his way through the horde of demons, drenched in blood and ichor. Teeth gritted in pain, he reminded himself of his goal. Get to Clary. Save Clary. What they could be doing to her right now...
This thought filled him with rage, and with a guttural roar, he cut through the last of demons. There! He could see the door up ahead. Stepping over bodies of demons, he ran towards the door and tried the doorknob. Locked. Of course. He threw his weight against the door, and yelped in pain. He had been fighting for hours. They all had.
Gathering the last of his strength, he hurled himself against the wood again and again. Finally it fell, and he stumbled into a dimly light room.
There was blood splattered all over the walls, and his stomach jumped into his throat as he recognized the small figure slumped against the back wall.
"Clary!" He shouted, running towards her. She didn't look up, didn't move when he pulled her into his arms.
"Clary! Come on! Say something! Anything!" He shook her frail shoulders, dying for her to open those lovely green eyes of hers.
He screamed her name again, and clutched her to him, eyes glistening with tears. She felt cold, and limp in his arms.
"Please. Oh god please, no. Not her." He cried into her shoulder, gut wrenching sobs ripping their way out of his throat.
"Please Clary, you can't leave me. I need you. I love you." He whispers, searching her face. Even bruised, bloody, and pale as she was, he still found her beautiful.
Suddenly, she moaned and stirred in his arms.
"Clary?"
"Jace?" She whispered, "Is that you?"
"Yeah." He sobbed. "It's me."
She smiled, but still didn't open her eyes. Those eyes he wanted so desperately to see.
"I knew you would come for me. I told them you would."
"Always." He whispered. "Come on. We're getting out of here."
He picked her up carefully, cradling her close to his chest. He turned to the door, not suprised to see the others crowding the door, looking on with horrified eyes.
Alec, Mangus, Izzy, Simon, The Werewolves, and several select members of the clave were all there, there to help him save Clary. They backed up slowly, letting him through, all walking slowly behind him except for Luke, who kept pace with him. He could feel the waves of rage rolling off of him as he struggled to keep his composure.
"Valentine?" Jace asked softly, trying not to disturb Clary.
"He escaped." Luke growled through gritted teeth."He won't get away with this. We'll hunt the bastard down and make him pay."
Jace nodded slowly, his eyes still on Clary. "Yes..." he said slowly, his voice laced with venom. "He will."
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