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"Please… can you help me?" The girl whimpered.
Simon snuck a glance over to Isabelle. Her raven black hair had started coming out of her tight, pulled back ponytail and it swept over her face, concealing most of her features however Simon spotted her dark lashes look his way. He couldn't quite tell her expression, there were multiple ways that they could approach this situation- who was this girl? They had not seen another soul in this whole stronghold that wasn't one of Sebastian's followers, their friends, or a demon. But then Simon doubted that a demon counted as a soul.
For some reason, his thoughts floated back to his mother when he thought about souls. His fractured soul. Whether she would ever accept his new self- his self that was less…human. His walking carcass with no sound, he was silent, he had no heartbeat. He could never forget the way that she looked at him when he pronounced his vampirism. The look of horror and disbelief on her face, before she fell to the floor and cried and prayer to their god. How Simon had ran from her house; the house that he had grown up in. the house that him and Clary had played in, where they had dressed up as children, wasted afternoon and afternoon reading comics. But he may never step foot in that building again in his immortal life.
"Simon!" He stepped out of his thoughts to look back at Isabelle, who stared back at him with dark brown eyes and gestured toward the girl. Simon took his eyes off the shadowhunter to look at the girl. What was she? She could be a demon, Endarkened, human, downworlder, shadowhunter? Simon doubted the latter however, as she was wearing only a slim black dress which had only straps at the top, revealing her long, slender arms. If she were a shadowhunter, wouldn't her limbs be adorned with dark, visible runes? Instead she looked strangely naked, like she was exposed in some way, like she was raw and had a different skin.
"What are you?" Isabelle questioned harshly. It was odd how Isabelle could just flick a switch and turn into a different person. One minute she was the kind, caring and compassionate Izzy- the side she showed to Simon but then as soon as the situation called for it she would turn into a badass whip wielding shadowhunter that was straight from one of Simon's comics. However Simon loved both of them.
"Please help me," the girl whispered, stepping closer towards Simon and Isabelle. At that time a lump of stone came crashing down from the ceiling and narrowly missed Isabelle's head.
"Come on Izzy we need to go!" Simon shouted. At that Isabelle's pendant began to glow bright, like a beating heart upon her collarbone. Distant sounds of demons approaching echoed down the halls, striking fear into Simon. He didn't want to face another one of those things. They could've killed Jocelyn and Luke and they wouldn't even know. They could kill Izzy.
With that thought fuelling his actions, Simon grabbed Isabelle's hand and ran, the girl following almost soundlessly behind them.
…...
Soon after Jace had headed off with Alec and Magnus, they reached the outside quickly without running into another person. Jace and Alec were barely out of breath, however the warlock seemed to be struggling as they stepped outside into the blinding sunlight. Jace felt the warm sunrays on his skin and he savoured the moment- he loved the light. Being kept in the dungeon had deprived him of this. He felt warmth all over his body and it reminded him of when the heavenly fire had run through his veins. The heat that was constantly in his blood, intensifying everything around him.
But he could not think about that now- he needed to find Clary.
"Jace, is there anything we could use to track her?" Alec asked, reading his thoughts as he always had done before.
Jace whipped out the stele from his boot pocket and placed it in his hand, trying to track where Clary was.
For a few seconds, his mind was blank; she wasn't there, until finally he felt her presence. Like a tiny flame in a dark room.
"Come on, she's round this way," Jace explained before he set off at a sprint round the outskirts of the stronghold, not waiting to see if Alec and Magnus were following.
Eventually he found her laying on her back on the ground, she looked unconscious so Jace ran to her, but was relieved when her shallow breaths came out onto his neck as he cradled her gently in his arms.
"It's ok Clary," he whispered in her ear, trying to reassure her. "What…what you did was brilliant Clary." Jace said, and looked into her eyes.
Clary smiled faintly back at him. His golden hair was in wisps around his angular face and they shone golden in the sunlight. He was like an angel.
"Jace… where's my mum and Luke?" Clary said, still holding his gaze however Jace felt a feeling of dread because of what he would have to explain to her.
"We…we split up. Me, Alec and Magnus must've got first, I haven't seen them since we spilt…" Jace said as Clary's eyes widened and he felt guilty for leaving them, they should've stuck together, what had they been thinking?
"Clary, they are going to be ok, Izzy and Simon are with them, I'll find them soon, I promise."
Clary calmed down a bit at that, and relaxed into Jace a bit more, before he helped her up and they slowly walked back over to Alec and Magnus.
The dirt and stone crunched under their feet as they made their way back over. Clary had caught her breath and was more like her usual self, strong-headed and determined.
"Well, just look at how touching this reunion is, however may I suggest that we go somewhere else instead of standing here out in the open," Magnus said, breaking the silence.
He was right, they were out in the open, if a demon dropped from the sky and attacked them, the odds wouldn't be in their favour.
"We can't do anything about the others now, so let's get away from Sebastian and find somewhere to camp." Alec said practically.
So they turned around from the still crumbling stronghold and ventured back out into the wide expanse of Edom.