hi cx i was surprised by how many views this story got so quick. Thank you. I will be forever grateful :) does anybody know where i got the name Sylar Grey? Cx heres the next chapter cuz im bored. Love yhu ~Finn Dragonrose

Chapter 3

Jace's POV

Sylar was in there with her, holding a gleaming blade to her throat, her red hair yanked backward. I can't watch this anymore, it's sickening.

He stepped closer to her. God knows what he will do. I kick open the door making a loud bang, he quickly turned around and looked at me with a frown.

"That's enough, Grey," i announced.

"Oh, come on, Jacey," he stroked her face,"it was just getting fun!"

"You're supposed to be interrogating, not being a creepy pedofile, i mean come on she's like 16."

"Cmon, please? She's so precious, and you can join the fun. We're gonna kill her afterwards anyway." He dragged the blade on her collarbone, shallowly cutting her. She didn't even flinch, just gave a death glare.

"Sylar."

"Fine! But I'll be back for her." He stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him. I look down at her, her hair created a curtain blocking her face as she breathed heavily.

Clary's POV

Jace looked at me as i tried to avoid his gaze. He kneeled down to my level and ducks his head to try to get my attention.

"What's your name?"

"Why should i trust you?" She shot back viciously.

"Because i could have left him in here with you, but i didn't. What does that tell you about me? Other than the fact that I'm a sexy piece of ass," he winked and smirked.

"It tells me that you're trying to gain my trust then end up stabbing me in the back, literally and non literally. Oh, and that you probably trip over your ego a lot," i gave a sarcastic smile.

He rolled his unusual golden eyes then leaned towards me,"let me tell you a secret..."

"Ok..." i whispered back.

He leaned even closer to my ear,"I'm not like them."

"Ha! Yeah. Right. Funny joke though." I slouched in the chair. He sighed and left the room after getting one last glance in my direction.

I desperately tried to slip my hands from the tight zip tie, failing miserably, only receiving burns. I reached into my back pocket through the metal bars on the chair, not without difficulty, i finally was able to grab my switchblade and cut the tie setting myself free. Sort of. Getting some blood from my collarbone, i wrote my initials on the wall 'CM'.

I grabbed the chair and put it under the window, then proceeded to hop out of it until i realized. I'm on the 8th floor. Dammit. I sat on the ledge and thought. Maybe i can do want i usually do to sneak out of the institute, my house. I spun around and hung onto the ledge outside the window. I let go and was falling until i grabbed another ledge that was below me. Don't look down, i begged myself. Drop, grab, Drop, grab, until i was finally on the ground again. Freedom.

I put up the hood of my leather jacket and started to walk home, but not before bumping into Jace Herondale himself...of course.

Jace's POV

"I saw what you just did, Cherry," i whispered in her ear. Blush took over her cheeks, honestly it was cute. She stared wide eyed at the ground, actually i felt sorry for her. I looked down at her wrists, seeing the burns and blood from her neck. I reached for her but she immediately jerked from my grasp. "Please don't send me back there," she pleaded, her emerald eyes wide.

"Give me your hand," i instructed. She slowly gave me her small wrist, i turned it in my hands with care I've never used before.

"You should get this cleaned up. Cmon, we have a first aid kit in the building, I'll sneak you in."

She yanked her wrist back,"i don't need your pity, pretty boy. Just leave me alone."

I came closer to her ear,"Go." And she went.