We are one now, little brother, you and I, Sebastian said.
We are one.
When Jace heard Sebastian's voice in his head, it felt oddly welcome. It seemed to run through his blood, through the blood that passed through Sebastian's hand into his, like a fiery chain. He looked at Sebastian, who was staring at Jace with some canine hunger, like a wolf would look at a rabbit before it pounced on its prey. Strangely, Jace felt a mirroring grin form on his lips, and, as his mind grew more filled with some dark matter, pouring into him like demon ichor, poisoning his brain, he liked it.
Suddenly, a sharp pain sliced its way through Jace's chest, and Sebastian must have felt it too, because the other boy suddenly crumpled into a heap of blood-stained limbs. Jace stared in shock as he watched Sebastian twitch slightly, his body looking like an electrical pulse was being sent up and down it, and then was motionless. Jace found himself wanting to kneel down next to the other boy and hold him, revive him even, and the dark matter inside his head suddenly doubled in volume, flooding up over his head, his eyes, his ears, where he saw it spiral around like black mist. Red joined it as it swirled around in a beautifully terrible dance. Changing direction, the mass disappeared into Sebastian briefly, filling his body with one last spasm before shooting up into the air, through the ceiling and disappearing.
Jace blinked. Now that the haze was gone, he looked at Sebastian and felt the same insurmountable rage boil up inside of him he'd always associated with Sebastian. Looking down at his chest, Jace saw that the red rune had disappeared with not even a white scar left to prove it ever existed. But now was his chance to kill him, really kill him, once and for all. Lilith can't save you now, demon boy, Jace snarled inside his head. He darted over to where his father's silver dagger where Sebastian had knocked it aside. Grabbing it with his left hand, Jace spun around and with a mangled cry—
Stopped. Jace froze mid swing, dagger still held high above head, poised and ready to bring it down onto Sebastian's pale chest, to stab until he was sure there was no way for anyone to bring him back.
But Sebastian had woken up. The boy now lay propped on his elbow, arm half-heartedly blocking the oncoming blow. But something was different. His eyes, once as black as the demon's who had called herself Sebastian's mother, were the exact same shade as Clary's. Clary, who said she'd be back in five minutes.
Sebastian's eyes were green.
Hey guys! Rights go to Cassie Clare, especially the excerpts used in any of my writing. Concept goes to me, though it's probably not too original.
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