I woke up in another room, different from the last one, tied to a wall. I looked around as my arms were stretched out above me and my legs stretched out below. I was spread out tied to what seemed like a wooden cross. Pulling on my ropes again I wasn't going anywhere. I dropped my head, trying to stay strong, trying not to cry this wasn't the time to be weak. If only I had handled today different, if I had stayed at the institute or called Simon, or Luke. A single tear ran down my cheek and I had never felt so alone, with my mother gone, I didn't have anyone, I wasn't a shadow hunter, I was just alone…always alone. I felt a shiver as I noticed my jacket had been removed exposing my runes and skin leaving me in my tank top and jeans. My tank top rose just above my pant line, exposing my midriff area. You could see the lace where my underwear started sticking out just above the top of my jeans. I bet you Sebastian choose this, he was sick and deranged, there was no saving him ever I learned that a long time ago. The door creaked open and Sebastian walked in with a green wrapped bag, setting it on the table the loosened the string to unravel the bag, inside was multiple knives and tools. Looking up to meet his eyes with mine he smirked a sly smile, it reminded me a little of Jace, but I cleared my head of him before my thoughts distracted me from what was going on. "Clarissa, which one should we use first…." "So that's your plan to cut me up, for what, what reason. I don't know anything, I don't have any information". "I don't need any information my dear, I want to make it clear that you will be mine, and you will surrender to me even if I have to bleed you to do it". He pulled out a silver pointed dagger, from the pack, moving around the table and approaching me close, he was only a fingers length away. He moved in close to my face and ran his dagger down my jaw line before moving his mouth along it after. I felt my jaw tighten in disgust. "Don't touch me demon" "What ever happened to brother, sister". The cold dagger ran down my neck, and pinched harder above my breast, leaving a slight cut and stinging me with pain". I gritted my teeth and breathing in through my teeth as he continued to cut me above my other breast. After he finished cutting my chest he moved his tongue over my blood, licking it dry. Crimson across my chest, I wiggled every chance I could fighting his touch, his torture. "You taste angelic, sister, I knew the day I met you in Idris that we would make a good pair". "You and I could never make a good team, I'm detested just being in your presence, and your touch makes my skin crawl". "For now," he whispered to me "but as I've said before you will be mine, at my side, forever". Sebastian backed away but not before taking the knife and ripping my shirt open exposing my bare top half, and bra. He moved back to the table placing the knife down and rose his shirt off his body. The lashes and cuts on his body was something that I have not seen before. He was burned in all different places and each wound looked like it bore a different story. "They don't hurt if that's what your thinking, at first they broke me down, but I began to endure it and the pain became my past. I embrace torture now, and am stronger because of it." "I don't feel bad for you, I never feel bad for anything that happens to you. You deserve every piece of pain that is inflicted on you". "Oh, and so do you sister, you think that you come away clean, living your life with our abandoning mother who rots in the ground. Getting everything, you ever wanted oblivious of the true world our mother tried to hide you from, no you deserve everything I will bestow upon you". "In time you will accept your destiny by my side and you will take your place on the thrown," "Never will I ever accept anything with you" I muttered". At this point I didn't see a way that I was going to get out of this, for now I would have to take everything he threw at me, use it, when I get my chance I would throw it right back at him, hurting him the best I could. Sebastian grabbed a tool that looked like a drill bit, but much sharper and pointier on the top end, and flat on the bottom for a grip. He swirled around the tool against his hand piercing it against this palm. He broke his skin just a little, his blood began to seep from his palm, he held it up looking at me smiling. The blood dripped running down his arm and onto the floor. He moved closer to me, "Endure the pain I am about the inflict on you sister, or scream either way ill rather enjoy it." He moved the drill bit just below my belly button, slowly turning it into my skin. The pinch started to feel more and more sharp until it drove into my skin like butter, the pain became more intense, and I raised up head into the air letting out a blood curdling scream. His cunning smile raised from one ear to another becoming more and more sharp with the pain. As he continued to cut up my skin moving the drill bit from one space to another on my skin, he looked like he was getting off on the pain. Finally, I guess he couldn't take it anymore moving his lips to my neck kissing me all over. "Get off me!" "oh, how I love your sweet skin, bleeding you makes me want you even more." All the pain I had been taking in and not one tear fell on my face until he kissed me, treating my body like his own personal doll. He dropped the drill tool and reached for my pants button. Undoing my button and zipper he ripped them open and pulled them down my legs, until they couldn't move down any farther. Raising his fingers up my legs and to my center I jerked my leg shaking him a little off me. "You don't get to touch me there, demon" "I get to touch you anywhere I want sister, your MINE!" With a growl his eyes seemed to turn solid black, and I could tell that I hit a nerve.

He turned away from me as if embarrassed. Breathing heavy I could see his back rising and falling, maybe this was it, what I needed to stall. Hit his buttons. Sebastian was a monster all right, but he didn't like to show it, I could tell. "That's all your good for huh, torturing and cutting me up, my body will never belong to you no matter what you do to me." "Even if you ripped off all my clothes and marked my body with yours it will always belong to one person, Jace". The very thought of him took my breath away, but only made Sebastian fill more with rage. "And where is your precious Jace now" he said in a low growl. "At the institute, sulking in the idea that he can't have you because of his own demons". "And here you are with me, yelling in pain, with no way to escape." "What are you talking about, Jace doesn't have any demons to run away from". I felt confused what did Johnathan know that I didn't. "He does sister, the power that resides in him, is one of angelic power, even I know when our bond was broken by you that it meant consequences for him". What was going on, why did Jace hide this from me, was he even telling the truth? The flow of our conversation managed to break him away from his anger and Sebastian was back at the table finding another tool to cut me with. He looked over all the pieces for a little until pulling out little arrow pointed blades. They looked like something that was used for serving fondue. The three pieces he twirled around mentioning to me "These are my favorite, they inflict the smallest amounts of pain but their so small you can leave them stuck into a person's body. When you pull them out the arrow edges rip you from the inside out." My breath stopped, I was prepping myself for the pain. Sebastian moved back to me once again and stood by my side. He traced the side curves of my ribs before sticking one in "ah" I screamed, moving down farther he stuck another into my hip, releasing another scream. "Please". "Yes, beg sister, beg for mercy". He offered as I waited for him to finish the job. Instead of moving down my body he traced it up my body and up my arm. Moving it towards my heart, just next to it he stabbed it inside. Plunging it deep and hard into my body. I cried out in pain feeling like I would bleed to death, he leaned next to my ear and whispered "now you know sister, what it feels like to have your heart broken, even if it's just a little". My breath became deep and my head started to spin, all the pain was making me dizzy, and I heard him speak to me again with his devilish voice "and don't worry I have more of these". "Please I said with every breath I could, please stop, I'm here, you have me restrained, you don't have to do this". "Oh, but I do Clarissa, I have to, so you can be mine. My body was losing feeling with loss of blood, even as he raised his hands to touch my breasts I could just feel a slight tingle. He moved his hands all over my body before pressing his up against mine. He slowly moved against me like a sick puppy dog, "and how luscious your skin is sister, so pale matched with the crimson from inside you". I wonder what else is inside you that I can get out. Rest for now". He leaned in kissing my lips and I felt myself slowly fade to black, "your going to need it".