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Chapter 1

"Hail, master," Clary said as she brought Hesphoros free and brought it up in a bright arc, the blade slamming through his rib cage, the tip at his heart.

Sebastian gasped, and spasmed in her arms; he staggered back. His eyes were wide, and for a moment, she saw the shock of betrayal in them, shock and pain, and it actually hurt; it hurt somewhere deep inside she thought a place had been buried long ago.

"Clary," He gasped, trying to straighten, and now the look of betrayal in his eyes were fading, and she saw the beginning spark of rage. It hadn't worked, she thought in terror; and he would take it out on her, on her friends, her family, on Jace. "You know better," he said, grasping the hilt of the sword. "I can't be hurt, not by any weapon under Heaven-"

Clary watched as he fell to the floor, blood spilling everywhere; all over the carpet, all over his hair, his fingers, his skin. Sebastian shut his eyes with great struggle, and Clary watched in fear and terror. Please, she thought. Please let this work.

She watched as his eyes suddenly opened again, no longer with pain, or agony, or shock. But this time, with white rage. Pure hatred, anger and darkness boiled beneath his human form, and with a simple flick of his wrist, Sebastian pulled the sword cleanly and neatly out from his chest. "Clary," He repeated, the wound on his chest seemingly start to stitch back together, cell by cell. "You know better."

Clary's entire body screamed run as she turned, destined to find a crack, a hole, a creek, anywhere to hide from Sebastian's rage. Everyone else who was not an Endarkened seemed to think all in harmony: We're doomed.

Clary made the progress of about half a step before Sebastian grabbed her arm, and, as if she were nothing but a mere fly, flung her across his shoulders towards the wall. She hit it with a huge THUMP, feeling her bones break beneath the protection of her skin.

"Clary!" Several voices all cried out at once. She heard one voice, louder above all the other's though. Her mind registered this voice belong to Jace Herondale.

Jace.

Clary groggily tried to sit up, moaning as fresh pain zapped up her arms. She flinched, tightly clutching it. Her stele, if she could find her stele, any stele, she might be able to leave-

She felt someone haul her up roughly, not giving a crap about her situation, obviously. It was Amatis. "Let me go!" Clary cried, trying to pry herself from the iron grip the other girl had on her. She felt her hand tighten on her arm, causing even more agony to enter her, if that were possible. Around her, she heard the cries of her friends and family as they tried to fight off the Endarkened. It seemed like they were failing.

"Are you a fool, child?" Amatis asked, although it seemed more like a statement. "Come with me."

"NO!"

Amatis dragged Clary to Sebastian's roon, roughly throwing her to the floor. "Wait for him." she simply said, and walked out the door, locking it.

Clary seemed to to have sat there for hours waiting for Sebastian. She was scared, but undying curiosity flooded into her mind: Where was Jace? Her mom? Simon, Isabelle? Alec and Magnus? Were they alive? What about Luke?

After about ten more years, it seemed, Sebastian walked in, Clary jumping up from the floor and pounding on his chest on impisle rather than logic. "Where are they?!" She demanded, screaming and desperate for her answer. "Answer me!"

Sebastian easily threw her down on the floor, causing pain to spiral up her back. "You honestly did not think," he said, his dark eyes gazing upon her face, looking for an answer. "You could destroy me, could you?"

Clary was certainly not prepared for what happened next. Sebastian tore off her clothes, Clary screaming and fighting him, but it was useless, for he controlled this entire world now. What, she thought. Is the use of being a Shadowhunter, if you cannot even defend yourself?

Clary would never forget the first time Sebastian raped her. When he stuck into her, she was still small and tight, which seemed to make Sebastian even happier. He took great pleasure in hurting her even more due to the fact that he thought she was still a virgin. Even though she had only done it once before, and it was that same very day with Jace. She cried over it for hours and hours, never being able to wash off the feeling of Sebastian inside of her.


Clary's eyes burst open, her back drenched with sweat as she took deep breaths; trying to calm down, telling herself it was just a dream; a dream; a fragment of her memory, yes, but it was not the present- it was now the past.

Sunlight was filtered through the white curtains that hung elegantly by the window. The hot, bright and burning sun of Edom warmed Sebastian's bed, making it unbearably hot under the duvets. Clary was still cold, though. Anywhere she was with Sebastian, she felt cold and lonely.

Clary looked up, and realized that she was, once again, bound to Sebastian. She sighed audibly. With no where to go, and with a refusal to sleep, taunted by the thought of another nightmare, Clary stared at her brother; a man she loathed so much she didn't want to believe this much amount of hate was possible in her pure heart.

Ever since two months ago, when they had arrived in Edom, Sebastian had raped Clary every single night, including the night right after Jace and Clary had done it. When it happened the for the firist time, Clary felt as if Jace was being stripped from her body- if that were possible. It was a horrible experience that haunted Clary everyday. She still shuttered from the thought of last night. How could Sebastian think she enjoyed it? To what extent was his insanity over her? That boy was physcotic, irrational and dangerous. He was so frightening to Clary it chilled her down to every cell in her body.

Another fact she did not want to admit was the fact that-that- that she was pregnant. She knew it happened on the very first night he had raped her. She could feel the presence of the baby inside her body; for a strange reason, she did not feel a demonic presence. She felt a light; happy feeling in her stomach, and cursed herself silly. How, could a child of Sebastian's, feel nice? How were that to be possible?

Another thing to note was the fact that she was hardly, if ever, nauseous. It was as if the baby were an angel, showing no signs of a bump nor bloating, nausea or any other factors, other than no period for Clary. Sebastian, despite laying with her every night, did not notice how she didn't have a period for the past two months.

Boys, Clary thought. Will always be boys, even if they are mentally ill and insane.

She sighed heavily then; her thoughts drifted towards Jace, her mom, Isabelle, Alec, Simon, Luke, and Magnus (Not to mention Emma, Julian, Helen, Ty, Tessa and Jem.) Since Sebastian took over Edom, they've been locked up in the basement. She often visited them once a week accompanied by Sebastian and two of his Endarkened. Every time she went downstairs, she could physically feel parts of her heart shatter inside her chest. They were all fed, clothed and warm, of course, since Clary had begged Sebastian for that luxury, but the faces when she saw them- Isabelle's eyes full of fury, always readying herself to tear Sebastian into tiny shreds, like a tiger pouncing on its prey it could never get to. Alec, his eyes full of sad passion for everything that was going wrong. His gorgeous blue eyes pierced into Clary's, and she was always unsure of what his exact feelings were, but they were on the borderline of suicidal. Simon's, full of constant worry for her. Everytime she came in, he yelled for her, demanding to know if she was okay. She would always smile sadly at him, and she could see his heart always break on his face. She wanted nothing more than to run to him, hug him, cry her eyes out, and sleep together peacefully with him like they when they were nothing but innocent children. Luke was also full of concern for her health and safety, as foolish as that may be right now. Even Magnus was always on edge, waiting for her to visit that one day during the week.

Of course, due to Sebastian's insanity, he believed his "family members" would get their own rooms, including his biological mother and adoptive brother. His rooms, it seems, we're their prison cells. Clary was only allowed to visit her mother under Sebastian's supervision, and only saw Jace during their "family dinners" in the dining room. It was probably worse than seeing him locked downstairs; for she saw him everyday, wanting to hug him, kiss him, love him, anything, anything. She just wished to be able to touch him. Sebastian knew this; he knew the pain she felt whenever she saw him. The pang in her heart when she saw Jace at every meal, trying to finish her food without flinging it at Sebastian and lunging toward Jace, kissing him passionately. Clary also knew Jace felt the same, and they both barely had their emotions under control.

Meanwhile, for Sebastian's "duty" as King of Edom, he seemed to be trying to find a way to open the path to Earth again. Clary was unsure how this was possible after he proudly proclaimed after he shut the borders they could no longer be opened, but thanks to some mysterious dark magic here, he could once open the portal and rule Earth.

Edom, on the other hand, was slowly turning into a liveable empire. Sebastian had water created, green grass and a city starting. Clary wondered if the City of Edom would just be filled with the Endarkened.

As for his plans for Clary- he wanted to impregnate her (already did, she thought bitterly, tears stinging her eyes) and marry her. The wedding would be held next week. He had already invited the "trapped guests" and every single one of the Endarkened would obviously come. Clary wondered if Sebastian was so desperate to connect to Earth, because he wanted all of the Shadow world to witness their wedding.

As Clary layed on the King size bed, lost in her thoughts, she felt a wave of naseua run up her throat. She flipped over quickly to the side of the bed, and threw up. This woke Sebastian up as he stared at her incredulously.

"Are you-?" He asked, and upon regarding her expression, he smiled and simply said "Well done, my Queen."


hey! Thanks so much you guys for the positive feedback on chapter one. Honestly, I wasn't sure if I should even upload it, but now I'm extremely glad I did :) honestly, you guys are the best. Love you.

And in case you're wondering( or not, haha) Valentina will not be born until a few chapters later. I've for some plans before then ;)

also, I'm a shipper of Clebastian! Yes, sue me. I think I'm the type of person who loves an insane romance, like when the guy is mentally ill and locks up the girl to be with her and stuff? Haha. Yes I need therapy.

but I am also a shipper of Clace, so don't worry the story may end with them together. Or not. MWAHAHA. I'm evil.

Please leave a review below of what you thought. The longer and more detailed, the better; and the more I try to write. Haha. Bribery. don't worry. I will still write even if there's none. I hate it when people beg for reviews, and I don't wanna be a hypocrite. (Not pointing out to anyone, btw. especially not in this fandom. But like, in other ff I've read, they always ask for reviews for new chapter and ITS ANNOYING) but please and thank you! If you don't wanna leave one, it's fine (:

well. I stayed to and now I only get 6 hours of sleep for you guys. I hope your satisfied. At least a little bit. Haha

p.s. in this story, pay special attention to details (: