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Okay, even though I didn't get 70 reviews like I had hoped I really wanted to continue this story so here is chapter 8! ENJOY!
Chapter 8: Jail bird.....
"Your brother." Then one of them held up the horrible picture that I drew last night. Except that in instead to me and Jonathan fighting we were laughing, looking all buddied like. What happen to it? " This is yours right?" They knew it was mine because it had signed my name at the bottom of it just like I do with the pictures of the runes I create and send to them.
"NO! I mean yes, but.. it ..someone..not the same." I finished under the pressure .
Then I felt a sharp stinging kiss to my wrist someone was drawing a rune on me. I looked at it. "No!" I screamed then faded into darkness.
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Clary's point of view...
I wake up in one of the prison cells. One of the Clave prison cells.
So the portals must be working, at least this time its a sign that Jonathan's actually dead. Even when Jonathan's dead, he comes back to haunt me. I look around and see that right out side my cell, facing cold hard marble, theres the picture I drew, but didn't at the same time. I went up to the bars and just stared at it.
It didn't look like one of mine. The Jace dead on the floor looked like mine, and the back round to. But not the Jonathan and me. It wasn't my style. Whoever drew it was a very good artist though. It was too perfect.
My cell wasn't designed to make me weak and fess up, not that I had anything to fess up to, it was just not like Simon's. It looked like a ordinary prison cell. Like the mundane ones.
I inhaled and exhale, then wished I hadn't. The jail cells don't have that good taint of freshness in the air. It smelled like gym socks and roting eggs, not the most pleasant thing in the world. I walked up to the window, of course it wasn't a window it had prison bars and was open to the air, you would think that would keep it a little better smelling. Well, it sure did not.
I sniffed the open air. That was better. I needed to think who would do this. Why would someone do this? To me, to my family, and to their own kind. I sigh out my nose and think of how many people we had all trusted, when they work for Valentine. The people I knew personally. Hodge, 'Sebastian ' , and a lot of more people probably, even though I didn't know many.
I heard what happen to the people who were working with Valentine, or rumors any ways. There was a lot of different versions of what happen to them. Hanged. Shot. Stabbed with a sword then had it twisted in there heart. There was one that really made me have goose bumps on my arm, the let the blood lust vampire suck the life out of them, removing every ounce of blood. Then there was a simple one. The let them rot in these cells.
I really hoped that they realized that it wasn't me. But what I hoped even more was that the Lightwoods, Luke and Mom would know its not me. The Lightwoods have had so many people turned on them people consider family, like Hodge. They didn't think Hodge would ever do something like he did. They wouldn't ever think that I would do this either. And I didn't. But the Clave made it pretty convincing that I was their criminal. Very convincing.
I sit on the cot they have, note how uncomfortable it is, and glare at the picture.
I heard someone coming and here them say, "do you like my work? I have to say, my part of the drawing is better than yours." it was just a whisper.
Jace's Point Of View ....
I can't believe it. I won't believe it. She couldn't be working with Jonathan! She killed him! She also kind of killed Valentine. Why would someone who was a angel work with someone who could be the new Devil!
We were at the Penhallows. I'm in one of there guess rooms and hating it. All I want to do is go back home, with Clary in my arm, and nothing more. Nothing more. Just home. And thats wherever Clary is, as corny as is, its true.
I flop down on the bed and think that I'm going to brake Clary out of that Jail, just like she broke me out in Silent City. I was going to rescue her this time. Before she even rescues herself. I jump out of the bed, grab my leather jacket and my seraph blade.
I tumbled down the stairs and go into the kitchen. Isabelle's sitting there on a stool, looking angry as I felt. "Where are you going?" she asked looking at me.
"Going to bust Clary out of jail." I said simply as if I was just going to get some milk.
"Well wait for me. You know I don't like being left out of things."
"Did anyone tell the bloodsucker about this?" I asked
"You mean Simon?" Isabelle asked
"No, Raphael. Of course I mean Simon! He would probably want to know whats going on."
"Yeah before we left Alec called him. Simon said he was sending a fire message to have permission to enter." She said in all one big huff as if I should have known.
Just as were leaving, Aline comes in. "Hello, back so soon?" she asks.
"No," Isabelle sighs, "Clary got in trouble, it wasn't her fault though."
"Oh.. thats not good."
"You think!" Isabelle snaps.
" Look Izzy I'm leaving now with or with out you. If your coming lets go." I said turning away. I start to jog as I picture Clary in a jail cell, all alone. I hear Isabelle struggling to catch up with me. But I just go faster.
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When we get to the Cells I stop in my tracks.
Crap!
I really hate difficulties! Right in front of of Clary's Cell, there are guards. Four of them... usually I wouldn't stop to think about going into a fight. But these guy were heavily packed with weapons- guns, daggers, swords, whips, and stakes. Not to mention heavily inked out in runes. The guns surprised me, we don't use them to much because they don't always work.- And muscles. What did they think Clary was? A lethal weapon? Well she could be I guess, if she tried really hard.
Isabelle slammed into my back. "Walk much dumb ass?" she hissed.
I gave her a look that said 'shut up before I kill you' she didn't say another word, just sighed through her mouth -which was really loud, and earned her another look.- stepped around me and her eyes went wide as she saw the men.
We both edged around a tree so the armed guards wouldn't see us out in the open. "I guess they learned something from a jail break with Simon." Isabelle mumbled. I nodded in agreement.
"Guess so" I said barely audible.
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Isabelle's point of view...
Wow things are really messed up. I can't believe that the Clave would throw Clary in jail! Didn't they have more faith in her then that? Obviously not. But who I'm I to say? I was pretty on bored with the whole Clary's a back stabber team until I thought about the picture. Things were wrong with it. Wrong with the whole idea that Clary would ever be on Jonathan's side.
One: Jonathan and Clary were being all happy and friend. When Clary found out that her brother was "undead" ( not like the vampire undead but in a way, never dead) she was almost in tears.
Two: Why would Clary kill Jace? Clary loves Jace more that anything. She asked Raziel the angel, for him back and you could tell by the way that she looks at him she would ask for him over again in a heartbeat if they were ever in that kind of situation.
Three: Stupidity. Clary is honestly not that stupid to Work with Jonathan. Really shes not. Who ever is working with him has no mind, and is a total freaking idiot.
Four: If you have seen Clary's works, art works that is, as much as I have, you could recognize her style anywhere. But I don't know, something was very similar in the drawing to her other ones, but the only thing that really bothers me is the Jonathan. It nagged at me when I was looking at it. It wasn't very Clary like.
I sighed and flopped down on the couch next to Aline. "What are you doing?" I asked out of boredom, not really wanting to know.
"Nothing, just scribbling." Aline had a notebook in her hand, looking very intently at whatever she was drawing.
"I wish there were TVs here." I grumbled.
Aline laughed. "Yeah. Things are like that around here. When electronics don't work you just kind of... make do with what you have." she smiled.
"Thats the one thing I don't like about this place, no electricity." I knew I was rambling now and that word weren't coming out right but I had to find away to get Clary out. In a way, she was my best friend.
Jace's point of view...
"So will these knock out the guards?" I asked irritated.
"They should," Magnus paused for a second. "According to the legend these should keep them out for a year and one day."
"Year and one day! I just want to knock them out for an hour tops!" I said
"I know but this was the only thing I could grab, with your threat and all." Mugnus said stiffly.
I had threatened to throw away all his make up and burn it if he didn't get a spell that works, and be over here in fifteen minutes. "So... how does it work?"
"Well it belonged to a Goddess, I can't remember what one," he waved his hand in the air," but she had something to do with rivers... anyways you just pick a charm off the bracelet and blow some magic into it but you have to have the people step in water. Who ever you want it to, it will put them into a coma like state and -this is my favorite part!- turns them into rainbow colors!!!!"
"Thats the real reason you chose this one, isn't it? Rainbow colors?"
"You are a sparkly glitter in the sparkle jar!" he exclaimed. " who knew. I had my doubts... I always thought you a brain dead blond. I had my doubts..."
sparkly glitter in the Sparkle jar? What is wrong with this guy! I look at Magnus as if he was high on something. I just shake my head. "If it gets Clary out, I'm fine with whatever."
"Okay then, tonight." then Mugnus scurries off into Alec's room.
I sit down on my bed an put my hand to my head as if it was going through the biggest head ache ever. "Hey," I hear some one in the door way.
I look up, "Oh, hey Simon." I say absently. Then curse at myself, I didn't use one of his nicknames.
"We got a plain for break out?" Simon asks
"Of course."
"I thought we were just going to wing it."
I smile, "in a way, we are. Now leave me to my peace, rat-boy."
He did just that.
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Isabelle's point of view...
I knew Jace had another plain, but just encase it failed, I would have a back up plan. Well kind of a back up plan. More of proof that Clary was innocent.
I walked into the Penhallows library I was looking for someone, Max. and there he was, reading a book, a little adult. "Max?" My voice rang out in the quiet room.
Max flinched and looked my why. "Yes?"
"So," I began , " you were an angel right? And we have poof of you being here..." and then my brilliant plan began to hatch and came alive. I only hope it would work if Jace's was to fail.
Max point of view...
Every ones freaking out about Clary's going to prison. Somehow I'm not. I think that somehow I know that things will be worked out the way there supposed to be. I let it sit in fates hades. Of course I was helping Isabelle with her plan. But that was because they were finally letting me do something, rather than wonder whats going on, and get mad that I have to guess.
But theres something that I haven't told anyone.
I'm like Jace and Clary...
I have these weird powers that are even greater than theirs. I'm like a magic user and shadowhunter. I'm like a poltergeist. Except I'm not dead. I can unlock doors, throw things with my mind, and the really cool one. I can erase runes! To do this though I have to be very Calm and concentrating very hard. I picture what I want to happen and then... it does. I found out by thinking that I hadn't had a cookie in a long time... and then I saw a cookie in the kitchen, thought of how much I wanted it and pictured me eating it. Then it was in my hand. As if it had taken little portal to get there. Who knew, maybe it had.
But it takes a lot out of you. After I use the powers I'm tired and feel as if I need to sleep. I yawn thinking of how much it would take out of me.
Then I go back to my reading. As if nothing has happen scene the last time we were in Glass City. No war. No Valentine. No death. There for, almost normal. Almost. But ,you never know when the Lightwoods are in town.
Normal tends to avoid my family. But what do you expect from demon hunting family, where were all crazy in are own way? No pun intended.
Clary's point of View
The newinquisitor dropped by. No more friendly then the others. His name was Damon. All you have to do is replace the A in his name with a E (Demon, which is my new nickname for him) and there you have what he acts like. Demon's a shadowhunter, you can tell he takes his job really serious. Some thing about the set in his pointy jaw says, 'Do not mess with me unless you want things to get bloody.' The set in his jaw says that, along with, his muscles, his weapons, and his eyes.
Demon's eyes were black, all black which made me think that he was a faerie. But the rest of him was normal looking. Except the fact that he looks like a male model. Black hair, perfect body, and tall. Of course I prefer mine gold, not black. But if you want tall dark and handsome, Demons your guy.
Seeing Demon was the high point of my day. I saw the sky outside my cell drop and turn to a yellow, pink, reddish, then the trees were just dark outlines in the sky. Then midnights blue. I swore during the day that I heard movement out side the cell. When I pressed my face against the bars, well I couldn't stick my head out of them and see if there were any people. I began to feel vulnerable.
Later into the night while I saw staring out side the cell at the stars. I did hear noises. There was no, 'I think I'm imagining,' this time. I knew the voices. They were the Voices of no other than, Jace, Isabelle, Alec, Magnus, and Simon. Then I heard one more voice out side. A rather small one. Max. the Clave did not know about him yet. This could lead to trouble.
But then there were the not so familiar voices. They were shouting, "What are you doing here?! This area is closed off! Get away! I'm fully armed!"
"Yeah?" Jace asked, " me too! Come on! Lets Dance!" then I heard his say one of the seraph blades names.
Uh oh.
"Are you ready?" Magnus said in a loud whisper.
"Yeah!" Jace and Isabelle said in unison.
"Bombs away!" Magnus shouted.
But all I could think was. Please don't do any thing stupid! Please don't do any thing stupid!
But knowing them it was stupid and it was probably going to get them in the jail with me.
All I could hope for was the best
"Oh!" Magnus shouted, "look at the colors!"
Thank you all so much for reading!!!! I really can't wait to write the next chapter!!! its gonna be so fun!!! So what do you think about me giving Max powers? Was it a good thing to do? I thought it would be nice for how this story will end... BUT I CAN'T TELL YOU WHY!!! ha ha!!! PLEASE REVIEW, :)
