One moment they were in their home and the next the sisters appear with a gasp on the cold hard bricked ground of the police station. Her grip is tight on her older twins, who she locks eyes with a moment later, eyes naturally seeking each other out in a moment of duress. "Are you okay?" Emma breaths out looking to her sister, more concerned about Clary then herself as Emma looks very not okay. The red head nods slowly and the blonde lets out a shudder of a breath as she tears her eyes from her sisters gaze, realizing her surroundings.
Clary can see the gears turning in her sisters head, if she thinks this is all crazy that somehow Emma's stories are real she has no idea what Emma must be thinking about it. "Em, look at me." The younger hears her sister tell her quietly, although feeling a rush of emotions, hardly being able to process her own thoughts, she looks to her sister. Clary can clearly see how scared, overwhelmed and hurt her sister is, it's heartbreaking.
"It's okay." Clary reassures her, soft look on her face just needing her sister to be okay. "What's going through your mind?" She asks so carefully looking at her younger twin with so much concern and the blonde's plush lips press together as her eyes drop down finally being able to catch her breath. Her hand falls from Clary's grip and mindlessly comes up to grasp the green necklace Luke gave her, as she calms down surprisingly quick, not noticing the faint glow of green in her grasp.
Her heart beat slows and her breaths even out before she starts to nod slowly. "Yeah..." She breaths out not really answer the question but letting her sister know her mind is becoming clearer. Emma swallows the lump in her throat before nodding more firmly as she looks up to meet the red heads jungle green eyes "Yeah... we have to find Luke." She tells her older twin, since of urgency ringing in her soft voice. Clary moves suddenly, swinging herself up into a crouch next to her sister as Emma watches.
"Come on, let's go find him then." Clary gives a tight lipped smile offering the girl with white hair and piercing blue eyes her hand. Emma returns the smile softly because she knows as long as shes with her sister everything will be okay so she takes her hand. Clary rises to her feet, gently pulling Emberlee up with her. Standing face to face Emma's eyes search her face there's a whole range of emotions but she can see he sisters protective nature shine through all off it. Clary tilts her head, pulling on Emma arm gently to lead her to Luke but she freezes when she hears the echoing of footsteps coming toward them.
Emma whips around to seek out the noise with her eyes yet she doesn't feel threatened as Clary's grips on her tightens, ensure Emma doesn't dart forward and put herself in danger again. There's no danger as they hear a women's voice ring out. "Girls?" Captain Vargas asks them as she catches sight if the twins who both seem to relax at the sight of the women.
"Captain Vargas." The redhead breaths out looking relieved and sandy blonde woman looks between the girls, particularly Emma who still looks a little shaken, with concerned.
"It's 2:00 in the morning. What are you doing here so late?" The blonde women furrows her brow, concern dripping into her voice as she can see something is obvious that something is wrong.
"Uh..." Emma stammers, wide eyed, not wanting to lie since it's not in her nature to do so. Clary notices straight away and cuts her younger twin off.
"Luke said he'd drive us home if he was still here." She lies as an explanation and the corner of the blonde woman lips twitch up slightly at the sudden memory she is reminded off.
"He still doesn't trust those cabbies, huh?" She huffs in amusement, tilting her head to the said before she shakes her head continuing on more seriously. "Well, he's in the middle of an interview. It could take a while." The woman looks at the girls sympathetically the sister share a look at that before Clary looks back to her.
"We'll just wait in the cafeteria." The girl shrugs with no intent of actually doing so and the sandy blonde looks at her, feeling as if something is really wrong but not knowing quite what.
"Hey, uh... is there some sort of problem? Guy trouble?" Vargas asks cautiously, looking down a little at the blonde who presses her lips together before nodding barbecue it sort of is the truth.
"Something like that." Emma breaths out, nodding, trying to look more casual and not being too bothered by the fact she twisted Vargas's words so she could tell the truth, she can avoid telling the truth but she can never lie to people, her heart is too good and she's too honest for that. Clary looks to her sister nodding her head slowly in agreement.
"Yeah." She adds on and the woman makes a noise in understanding having been their herself so many ties before. After a moment the woman walks away and the sisters to head to the bullpen where Luke's desk is, neither of them actually thinking that they were going to go to the cafeteria. But suddenly as they start the stairs, not getting to where they desire Clary stops moving at the sound of voices, signalling for her sister to do the same. Emma does with a curious look upon her face as she carefully peers over the stairs to see Luke with a man in a suit sitting across from him and a mocha skinned woman wearing a bright orange dress almost practically on his desk.
"The minute we found out Jocelyn Fairchild was alive, you were easy to track." The man speaks to Luke and both girls furrow their brows at the use of that surname , Clary's never heard it before yet it rings familiar in Emma's mind yet she doesn't dig in her mind instead listening closer to the conversation.
"Turns out you and Jocelyn were never that far apart." The man continues."The Circle has her now. It's just a matter of time until we catch the twin daughters as well." With every word he speaks the more Emma feels her heart beating faster in her chest but she keeps quite even at the mention of the circle which just triggers a horrible feeling in her stomach but then the words of them having her mother catching up to her. She presses her lips tightly together to avoid making any sound as she watches on.
"You can have them all if you give up the mortal cup." The woman in orange offers the police officer. Luke just looked at them for a moment unimpressed by their suggestion and offer.
"I don't care about any of them. They mean nothing to me."The man she very much considered a father spat, venom lacing and dipping into his voice that cut like a knife right into her heart. The blonde girl lets out a hurt gasp in disbelief as tears start welling in her eyes. She lets her eyes fall shut as she tries not to let the tears fall as she refuses to accept those words are true, she refuses to believe she means nothing to him. Her breathing is shaky and she looks so hurts a chant of denial races through her mind, over and over because there is no way it can be true. She, Clary and her mother trusted him, he was there for her every single time she needed him. She loves him, he's family and she knows he loves her and there is no way he'd betray her like this.
His next words hurt more and as he speaks she instinctively grabs the crystal he gave her tight in his hand as she watches on. "Kill them both if you like. My people want the Cup. Why do you think I've been hanging around here all these years? Now, when I find the Cup... " Luke offers as he starts to rises from his chair causing the other two to follow suite. Her grip tightens on the green crystal, practically holding onto her faith in him knowing that the only explanation she''ll accept for the reasoning of him saying that is he's protecting her, but just hearing him say those words in such a way hurts, it cuts to the core. "I'm gonna keep it. And you can tell Valentine and the Circle that." Luke hisses firmly yet again the circle is mentioned and the name Valentine seems familiar but although she believes in him, believes this is not true she can't stop the tears that fall down her cheeks.
She feels someone grab her hand and squeeze tight, she doesn't need to open her eyes to know it's Clary but she does anyway. Clary looks like she been broken in the worst way, tear stain her face as well. It's the women's voice that draw their attention back.
"No one mentioned Valentine." The woman quips trying to calm Luke in a casual way but he is not having it.
"You didn't have to."
"Listen to me-"
"No, you listen to me. Get out of my office!" And they pair leave and the twins fall to take cover against the small railing. Both sisters have tear stained faces and look heart broken and even though she's lost in her mind and afraid Emma's pulls her sister up knowing they need to get to their mother. They ran out into the streets, into the rain, running home, hoping this is all just a nightmare but they were wrong.
The two sisters storm into their home and the girls felt their hearts shatter into a thousand pieces across the floor as soon as they enter. Emma can hardly believe her eyes and Clary lets out a sob like scream as they see the state of their home, everything was broken, shattered beyond repair. The place they once called home is no longer one. Her skin is deathly pale and her lips are a purple blue from the cold rain, her red hair is matted as she looks to her sister, blotchy red eyes and matted damp loose braid sticking to her neck from the wet rain as she sinks to the ground, screaming, pleading and sobbing, wanting none of this to be reality. They were just stories, words on a page writing as fiction, none of it was ever supposed to be true. None of this was supposed to be happening. Her mother is gone, demons are trying to kill them and the circle is after them, she knows enough about the stories to know how this will end.
Clary's screaming out for their mother, desperately, not knowing what the hell to do or what the hell is going on. Suddenly Clary stops, looking to her sister, brokenly, realizing her sister literally knows everything that has happened to cause this, since her stories have come to life. Clary drops to the ground next to her sister grabbing her shoulder forcing Emma to look up at her. "Tell me what's going on." She begs her sister, needing any answers she can get.
"The circle -Villains of the story- have mom, are after us and Demon's are also after us-" She starts ranting, as she cries, shaking her head as the worst of the worst events she's ever written play through her mind.
"Emma please." Clary pleads brokenly, squeezing grip on her sister needing her to stay with her. Emma starts nodding slowly and her hands come up to wipe at her face as she starts thinking, hands moving the the sides of her head, trying to think clearly.
"Okay..okay..The mortal cup was stolen by a women..I never could place names in the stories...she stole it from the circle-"
"I remember that! I read it as you wrote that a few hours ago." Clary interrupts, remembering reading those words over her sisters shoulder only a while ago. Emma nods as she swallows before panic quickly sets in and she gets to her feet, quickly. Looking around and Clary raises to her feet as well. The girl with white he whips back to look at Clary,
"Look, Clary, I'll explain later but right now the circle will do anything to get it back so we need to leave." Emma warns her as the reality of a threat still being in this apartment becomes more real as she thinks about it. Clary tears her eyes from Emma, knowing that she's right but also knowing she needs to looks around first.
"We have to check here, just in case." Clary tells her, holding onto her own hope. The redhead looks around the room for something to at least protect them. until her eyes land on a double blade axe sitting on the bookcase her mother earlier went to. Perfect, Clary thinks she just hope they don't need to use it. The redhead hurries over taking the weapon in her hands as she looks to Emma. With a crack of thunder, she clutches the weapon tighter and Emma steps to Clary's side, something that eases them both a little.
Clary takes a step forward but she's quick to stop in her tracks, beside her Emma gets impossibly more pale as they both see the bloodied women who is so much like a sister to them. Dot?" Emma asks quietly, as she takes a step closer to the women, getting out of her sisters reach and Clary drops the axe.
"They toke Jocelyn." The woman shouted desperate as she comes closer, looking distraught, shaking her head looking between the girls."Rogue Shadow hunters searching for the Mortal Cup." Dot speaks, softly but brokenly yet that's when Emma sees it, something in her eyes that doesn't sit right with the rest of her expression. The girls aren't broken by Dot's words because they already broken.
"Dot...are you okay?"Emma demands quietly, concerned for the women but Dot just ignores her concerns.
"Think, girls...Did your mother ever talk to you about a cup? A very important cup. It's gold, almost like a chalice." Dot asks now looking over to the older daughter who steps forward. Emma looks to her sister, knowing something is wrong and Clary somehow understands that looks instantly she knows not to say anything.
"No! No, I don't know anything about a cup, Dot." Clary yells, frustrated and lying in part because she doesn't know where the cup is but she thinks her sister does and she would never let anything happen to her because the look on her sister face just told her something was off. Her mother told her to trust her instincts and trusting Emberlee is always her first instinct. Clary sees it for herself as a harsh look crosses the older women's face on of such anger and inpatients.
"Why don't you check one of the antiquities downstairs!" Emma offers wanting the women to get out of here because of that all too sinister look in her eyes that all but scream that it's not who they think and the women shoots her an almost vicious look.
"No, no, not those. Think! This could save Jocelyn!Think Emma, where is the cup?!"This is not Dot, there's no question about that in Emma's mind she knows about demons, stealing peoples faces and the deceit. This would never be Dot because she would never threaten them like that, ever. She was always a kind woman who always was cool but was just as protective as their mother.
"We can't think! Someone kidnapped my mother!" Clary yells before Emma even has a chance to say anything. Emma steps back, swallowing, eyes going wide because she just knows whats about to happen.
"You know more than you think you do!" Dot yells and the girls recoil in shock but then these sort of tentacles start growing out of the importers face, just like the bodybuilders. Clary instinctively turns to her sister pushing, before she grabs her stele and turns, only a second before the stele was stabbed into the demons abdomen when it pounced for it or her she's not sure.
The demon falls onto the ground and Emma thinks her sisters insane as Clary stands and watches as it fully transforms into a complete beast. Emma doesn't hesitate just like Clary didn't, she lunges forward and grabs her sister as the demon swipes at her. The claws just miss her and Clary seems more shocked while Emma has quickly adapted in the moment. She shoves her sister away from her as it lunges. Clary screams as it pounces on her sister. Emberlee's back slams against the hardwood floor, her head smacking against the ground harshly and her vision goes blurry instantly. Before she can do anything or try the demon starts digging its claws into her and she screams, she screams. She struggle because all she can do is try and fight, she tries to kick or punch or anything but with every move it worsens the pain.
"Hey!" Clary voice suddenly shouts out very sharply causing the demon to stop digging its claws in further. Emma manages to turn her head slightly and blood is staining her lips, dripping from her mouth slowly with every breath. She lets out a pained cry as the demon claws retract from her only to see a bit of a blurry image of her redheaded sister, holding the axe she was just before and looking ready to strike. Emma reaches out for her. "Clary." She breaths out, brokenly. Clary readies her as the beast looks up at her, hovering over her sister the sight alone make her eyes water with anger and grief but she concentrates on the anger as she clutches the handle of the axe tighter because she's not leaving her sister behind, not again.
It charges at her but more staggers over as Emma grits her teeth, rolling onto her side and grabbing onto the leg of the monster as it tries to step over her, she groans in pain as she does so, probably worsening her injuries but it gives her sister a better chance, she gives her sister more hope.
Clary manage to swing at it as if fumbles, the demon lets out a horrific screech as the axe cuts into it side. Clary tries to rip the axe out but she can't. She lets go of it. Emma is coughing with evey other breath, crimson blood coming her mouth, her heart beat is slowing down and every breath is harder, she can barely keep her eyes open she can see the silhouette of her sister and the beast, her visions to blurry. Her arms stretching out, trying to reach for her sister desperately because she honestly feels like this could be the end of her story already. She sees the figure of her sister try to duck as it swings at her but its clawed hand wraps around her throat and slams her against the wall.
"No...Clary..." Emma barely manages to chock out, brokenly, as she tries to reach out but it's no use. As her eyes start to fall shut she sees the bracelet on her outstretched wrist glint, reminding her of the boy she loves in what she thinks could be her final moment. Simon...There's nothing she's take back but it's hard to say she doesn't regret every missed chance or every kiss that never happened. At least he knows she loves him, she was always sure to tell him that but whether he knows how much she really does or not he just at least knows she did. He'll be okay, she tells herself. Her eyes shut completely, not strong enough to keep them open, she hears her sister let out a pained noise and all Emma can think is that she hopes to god Clary makes it, she doesn't care if she survives she just wants her sister to. She slumps, all the muscles in her body going limp and she can feel a grip on her but she's not exactly sure what because her world goes black as the darkness of lost conciseness consume her.
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