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"What's going on?" I asked, confusion plain on my face.

"We're gonna have a little fun," Jace grinned.

"My idea, of course." Magnus stated.

"What are you guys talking about?" I glanced at each of their faces. My unease growing.

"You'll see," Alec said.

I wasn't planning on staying long enough to find out what they were talking about. I made a mad dash towards Magnus's bedroom, planning on locking myself in and maybe climbing out the window, up the fire-escape and onto the roof. Right as I made it there, the door slammed shut, and I heard the lock click. Damn Magnus! I spun around, ready to run in another direction. Unfortunately for me though, my Shadowhunter speed was no match for Jace's enhanced abilities.

He picked me up with ease and threw me over his shoulder. I pounded on his back to no avail. "Jace! Put me down!" I screamed. I felt him laugh, but he said nothing.

Magnus had kept his word: he made the futon into a bed. Jace tossed me down on it and took a step back with the other two. I righted myself, getting ready to pounce or run.

"Now," Magnus spoke, "Are we going to do this the easy way or the hard way?"

"What the hell are you talking about?" I spat. I know that they're my friends, and I knew that they weren't going to do anything heinously bad to me. But I was a Shadowhunter, and I was taught to fight in situations like this. I made to jump over the back of the futon, but as soon as I propelled myself forward, I hit an invisible barrier.

"The hard way, I guess," Magnus decided. "Iri, be a dear and lie down on your back," He sounded bored, although his eyes told a different story; they were full of excitement. I opened my mouth to protest, but he interrupted me, "Don't even argue, we could always make you do it using sheer force. I'm sure these two could manage you."

I sighed; he was right. Against my better judgements, I laid down on my back, feeling very vulnerable.

"Are you planning on gang raping me?" I asked. I had already calmed down considerably and was back in the right mindset to joke.

"If that was the plan, we wouldn't have brought Alec. You're not his type." Jace said. Alec stared at Jace with a horrified expression, and Magnus was trying very hard not to laugh and failing miserably. I, on the other hand, felt no need to hide my laughter. After I composed myself, I looked up at Alec and gave him a reassuring smile. He rolled his eyes playfully, already having blown off Jace's comment.

"Seriously guys, what are you planning on doing to me?" I asked after a moment of silence.

"We're not going to hurt you, biscuit." Magnus said soothingly, stroking my hair.

"It'll be fun, trust me," Jace smiled genuinely.

"For who?" I mumbled.

"Probably mostly for us," he answered honestly, "But I'm sure that you'll be laughing too."

"I really doubt that," I disagreed.

"Oh, no. I am almost positive that you will be laughing," Jace grinned.

I don't know if it was the surety in his tone, or the way he smiled, but something tipped me off. I had a pretty good idea what they were planning. My eyes grew wide, and all I could do was shake my head back in forth. I braced myself to make another run for it.

"No you don't," Jace said. He and Alec quickly pinned my arms to the bed. I pulled and pulled, but I could not get free of their holds. I thrashed with all my might on the bed, like a fish out of water.

"Magnus?" Alec glanced worriedly at the glittery warlock. I followed his gaze and saw Magnus nod.

He closed his eyes, and I saw blue flames, almost the same shade as my hair, spark forth from his long fingers. I noticed that the black polish on the tips of each nail had chipped. I gasped as I felt something come over me, but that was it. Magnus opened his eyes, and the flames died out as suddenly as they had come. I didn't feel any different.

Jace and Alec let go of me simultaneously and stepped back. Immediately, I went to sit up. That was when I noticed I was secured to the bed. It was just my wrists and - to my dismay- my ankles that were held tightly in place. I was able to wiggle around all I wanted, but I was unable to pull my arms down or my legs back. "Magnus! What did you do to me?"

"Don't worry, it's only temporary. It's a simple securing spell. It's easier than a rune." He explained.

"Let me up," I demanded, enunciating each word clearly.

"Oh, I will. When we're done with you at the end of the night," Magnus said, winking at me.

The end of the night? I had never resorted so low, but it was the only thing I could do. "Please, please, please, please don't do this," I begged, "I swear on the Angel, I'll do anything, but not this."

"We'll start off easy, baby girl," Magnus patted me on the head.

I groaned. I was a Shadowhunter. I was Nephilim. I could take this. I have dealt with nasty, blood-thirsty demons. I could handle whatever torture my "friends" dished out.

"Ready?" Jace asked.

"No," I replied pathetically.

"Too bad," he whispered in my ear.

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