Mortal Secrets: The Fates of Two Worlds
Clary's POV
The world was black. I couldn't see anything other than who was standing next to me. "Welcome, my dear Clarissa. You have finally made it." I tried to struggle away from Jonathan. It was too hard.
My feet were bonded with the ice on the ground. I stopped struggling to notice I was on a lake. Lake Lyn, it was frozen over. The rolling hills all around the lake were covered in frost. Everything was frozen over. "Let me go you bastard!" I screamed at Jonathan.
Jonathan smiled and shook his head slightly. "Now, my dearest. That isn't a way to talk to your best brother. Is it?" I was back to trying to struggle to get free. He was evil, nothing but rotten evil. "Are you going to rethink about your choice?"
I would have never thought Jonathan would try to get me to join him. When we were little kids he was the sweetest brother I remember. In school, I would get bullied and he would be there to stand up for me. On my seventh birthday, something really bad happened. He was there for me when no one else was.
I was standing outside my first-grade class. The teacher had disliked me behavior. She had yelled at me and sent me into the hallway. My tear stained face and rosy cheeks were the least of my worry. I was worried that my parents would find out.
They said I was a perfect student. They wanted me to be a perfect student. If I did anything wrong I would be in trouble for not following their rules.
I felt someone crouch down next to me softly speaking my name. "It's going to be okay Clare-bear. Everything will always be okay." Jon. Jon had come. He was the only one who would hide what I did wrong. He always knew no one could be perfect. He was there to show me that. I loved him, he loved me. "Clare look at me."
I looked over at my brother. "You didn't do anything wrong. The teacher did everything. She is just jealous she can't be like you. You are beautiful, kind, amazing and smart. And clearly, she is jealous she isn't smart." He always made me laugh. "Come on. Let's go get some ice cream. No one needs to know." He loved to break the rules, anything for me, his little sister. Jonathan is only a year older than me but he acted much older.
At that time I knew I was a shadowhuntner but I swore to angel Raziel to keep that secret. I was young and dumb.
I feel scared standing here in the open stuck in place next to my brother. So much has changed over the years. One day I woke to see my brother was a completely different.
I was about eleven. I was waking up on a Thursday. The night before Jon and I had played many games along with my mom, Jocelyn. I had gotten really tired so Jonathan carried me up to bed. We said our goodnights and he left. Later that night I heard yelling and things being thrown around downstairs. 'It must be Valentine. He normally gets mad a lot.'
Mom came into my room an hour later. Her face was red ad splotchy. She was crying. "Mom?" I asked. Jocelyn looked over at me. She came over and sat on the edge of the bed.
She was still crying. "I'm sorry." She whispered. Then she left. I had had no idea what was going on.
I was scared for what had gone on downstairs. I tried to get over it and go to sleep, but the noises and memory of my own mother crying would not leave my head.
I woke up the next morning to see Jonathan standing by my door. He had an evil smirk on his lips. Something was wrong I could tell. "Oh, my love." His voice was off, this wasn't him. "Goodmorning. Sleep well?"
Jonathan crossed the room and sat next to me on the bed. "I missed you." He was on my face. Jonathan has never done this before, he was my caring brother.
I looked into his eyes, they were no longer green, black endless eyes. Jon put his hand on my side. He slid his hand under my shirt and up my bare skin. I let out a scream and rushed out of the room.
What was happening? I had no idea but whatever it was it was going to be bad. I got dressed for school and left in a hurry. I didn't bother eating for I wanted to leave.
What really happened that night was Valentine got Jonathan's demon blood to take over him. Why he waited till Jon was twelve I have no idea. I found out what happened from my mother a few years later. She struggled to tell me what happened.
"After Jonathan put you to sleep he went downstairs to grab something to eat. Before he could leave Valentine got hold of him. He had something in his hand. And he- he stabbed Jon in the heart. He let out a scream. His demon blood had finally taken over.
"Jonathan was furious because of the blood. It made him go crazy that night. He wrecked the whole house. I couldn't do anything the demon blood was taking him over. My son. I knew Valentine gave him demon blood when I was pregnant with him.
"Once he was born he was normal. I thought it didn't work. Valentine was devastated when he found out. He went to work for years figuring out what was wrong. That day he figured it out and took action, by injecting him."
Jonathan stood next to me still. My right wrist was attached to his left wrist. Though the land was frozen I was not cold. A shiver still went up my spine.
I thought about the times Valentine abused me. I would be doing what he said, next thing I knew I was in trouble.
I was in the basement of our mansion, there is a big open room for my training. It's a long dark room with only a few lights. Valentine stood in his gear his white shaggy hair was a bit messy. In his hands was his seraph blade, admitting a glow.
I stood a few meters away, my red-hair was sprawled across my right shoulder. I didn't have my gear, only a leather jacket, and black pants. In my hands a seraph blade was held, it too let out a glow.
Valentine came running at me, I easily dodged him. Our moves were fast as lightning. We fought for a while, no one beating anyone yet.
I had grace and swiftness in my moves; Valentine too. I got a good stab at his side. "Quicker next time!" Valentine hissed, putting his seraph blade in his sheath.
Valentine walked back over to where he was before. He held a bow in his hands. I wasn't ready when he shot the arrow at him. I turned and caught it.
I crossed to the other end of the room. Valentine held his bow up, I ran at him with so much force. He shot the arrow with the same amount of force.
Grabbing the arrow out of the air. I disappeared with it. "Good, good." He applauded, "but not good enough!" Valentine snarled at me. I reappeared at his feet. I gave him the arrows.
Turning on my heel to walk over to the other side Valentine fired and arrow at me. I could feel his moment. I caught the arrow. I turned to face him, walking backward, threw the arrow back at him.
Once I was against the far wall he shot again. I caught it, yet again, and threw it at him. The force of the arrow was much more powerful by my hand than using a bow.
The arrow split the air in its path. It grazed the side of Valentine's head. He was angry. Mad, he fired an arrow at me. I was to shocked to move so the arrow sliced the side of my cheek. I didn't wince for I was used to this.
"You useless girl!" He yelled at me, "come with me now!" He came over to me and grabbed my wrist. I was to shocked to notice the pain in my cheek, either that or I didn't care about the pain.
Valentine drug me up the stairs and through the house. He stopped right outside of my room. Pushing me against the wall Valentine slides his hands under my jacket and shirt. Oh, how did this feel so wrong. He got my jacket off, now he was working on my shirt. He didn't take his time and he threw his shirt off along with mine.
Sliding my pants off he pushed me into my room and flung me onto the bed.
That night was one of the worst nights of my life, I was used to him doing all that cruel stuff to me.
Memories stopped coming to me and I was back in the real world, next to Jonathan. "You having fun? You seem to be lost in deep thought about your past." Jonathan detached our hands and walk to stand in front of me. He faced away, raising his hands. "I have lived for years waiting for you, Clarissa. You have two ways to go."
I struggled to get my feet free. "I don't haft to do what you say! I will not follow you!" I swallowed. "I used to love you, you used to be the loving brother I could ever ask for. Then one day you changed you were like nothing I ever imagined."
Jonathan laughed. "I didn't change. I moved on. Valentine showed me the right way to live, he showed me the Clave was wrong. They know nothing. Together we can change the world for the greater good. You and I ruling together."
"I don't want to be anything with you!" I yelled at him. He can not control me like he controls his minions.
He shook his head and turned to face me. "Don't you see dear sister? What you choose has a consequence."
I let out a laugh. "Ha, how would you know?" Jonathan growled and stepped closer.
"You are powerful, Clarissa, to have you on my side we would be invincible. Not beatable. Demons and angels joined."
I snarled at him. "No. You are lying! None of that is true."
Jonathan now stood in my face. "Clarissa, you don't believe me? How 'bout I show you?" Jonathan's hand tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. I couldn't move to get away, nor escape what he was to show me. "Look at what would happen if you don't join."
I stood in the throne room with Jonathan at my side. Only I wasn't there willingly. I was tied at the hands. Jonathan walked over to a cage in the room, inside there were people.
Alec, Izzy, Jocelyn, Maryse, Simon, and Jace were all locked away. Each one seemed to be in a poor state. Jonathan said something in Latin and a few people walked in. They each had a whip and blade in their hand. They walked into the cage and hit and stabbed everyone.
I was screaming with protest. Tears streaked my cheeks. Jonathan stood next to me laughing. That bastard.
The scene changed to Idris. No one was there. Only demons roamed the land. The Clave was leaving. Their stuff in their hands. "Come on guys we must go." Jia was telling everyone to leave. The land was not green grass but burnt grass. There were no shadowhunters to be found anywhere. It was abandoned.
Next different smiling faces flashed past my vision. There was a time I had with Jace.
"Clary?" He came up to me. I was eating breakfast in the kitchen.
"Hm?" I asked. My mouth had food in it so I couldn't respond well. Jace just chuckled
He was nervous I could tell by the way he was scratching the back of his neck. "Would you um, like to be my girlfriend?" He just asked me that?
"Oh, my god! Jace! Don't be nervous of course!" It was one of the best days I had that week.
Another time passed too. Everyone was in the training room training. I was up on the beams practicing running across them. I was on one of the highest ones, no one comes up this high.
"Clary? What are you doing up that high? You could fall and get hurt from the impact of the rope." That is why no one comes up here. Izzy looked up at me with worry.
Alec came to stand next to her. "Clary! How are you that high? The beams are much smaller and fragile up there!" So he doesn't like me up this high? "Where is your harness? You are going to get yourself hurt!" Thanks for caring. I give a smile at them.
Jace too walks in. "Clary!" He yells. "Get your ass down! You are going to kill yourself!" He took that well. I give a huff of air and jump down. "Clary!" He looks full of fear. On the way down I do a spiral spin. The ground is coming closer and I have no fear. I hit the ground landing on my feet in a crouched position.
"God girl! You scared me!" Izzy ran over next to me.
I looked up to see a furious Jace and a smirking Alec. "Clary! Never do that again! You scared me!" Jace yelled. He was protective of me, in a good way. I loved how much he cared for me and Vice Versa.
I smirk like Alec. "Know I know you truly care."
"Of course, I care!" Jace comes over as I stand up. He puts his arms around my shoulder and pulls me in for a hug. He whispers in my ear for only my to hear. "I would die if you got hurt."
More images and memories pass. Now I stand in a graveyard. I stood by eight graves. Five marked under Lightwood. 'Alec Lightwood, Isabelle Lightwood, Max Lightwood, Robert Lightwood, Maryse Lightwood.' One grave had 'Simon Lewis' on it. Another said 'Jocelyn Fairchild'. The last had an odd last name. 'Jace Herondale'. Why Herondale? I have heard about them and their son Jonathan. Was Jace really the Jonathan Herondale?
Everyone was dead. I was the cause of this. All my friends and family were here lying in as, never to breath again, never to see another day on earth. Though at the state of earth at this point who would want to see it? A tear rolls down my cheek. "I'm sorry." I whimper.
Again the scene changed. I stood in the throne room in the hell dimension with Jonathan. "What have you come for? Haven't you seen there is nothing I can do? Because you have said no everything is lost. You caused this Clarissa."
I look down at my hands with a sad frown. "I will join you."
Jonathan stood up and walked over to me. "Very well, dear sister."
"Don't you see what will happen if you don't join me? You will loose everything you have, everything you own." Jonathan stood by me, his arm was around my shoulder, he whispered in my ear. "You want to see what will happen if you join me?"
I had to see what it would be like. Something seemed wrong with all these showings. But then again they felt- right. I give a nod and he smiles. "Very well."
I was back in the throne room. This time I sat on the far left throne while Jonathan sat on the far right. My angel wings were spread out behind me. Jonathan held my left hand in his right. He leaned over and kissed my cheek. "My dear, Clarissa. It is time."
He and I both stand up. I look forward to seeing my friends and family before me. Jace seemed pained, other than that everyone had solemn faces. "Kneel, my people," Jonathan spoke loud to them. They bowed, Jace glanced at me with a sad look then bowed. Behind them, I noticed there were two sides. On my side were angels; other were demons.
Row by row they bowed. "My beloved people, you are here for a good cause. We will rule this world." A smile breaks across my face. This is something I wanted. There is peace between everyone, no harm. I looked to my right to see Valentine standing guard. "He is your guard, one of the best," Jonathan whispers in my ear. I face him with another smile.
I swing my arms around him. He was surprised but hugged back. "I love you, Clarissa, my Clarissa."
"I love you too," I mumble into his neck. I could get used to this.
Jonathan stood next to me still. "See what you could have. Peace. Everyone would be fine. No one would get hurt, not even your friends." I believed him. He would help the world. He slid his hand up my arm. "I know you want it."
Someone comes up from behind me. I could feel it. "Clarissa." He whispers. Valentine. He is behind me, his hands on my lower back. "I missed you." I hadn't seen him since I left with Alec. His hands go a little lower on my back. "You will be mine, Clarissa."
I looked at Jonathan to see him smiling down at me. "You have one month before you must tell me your answer. Till then. Te amo, Elisa."
Everything went black. I could feel someone shaking me. I wasn't sure who it was. I heard a faint. "Clary!" Over and over again. Jace? It couldn't be him.
I slowly get conscious, opening my eyes I seen none other than golden boy. He looked worried. "Clary!" He yelled again and bent over hugging me. "Thank god. You are awake."
"Jace." I get out in my rasp voice.
"Shh, I am here, it is okay." Jace lay next to me soothing me down. We fell asleep like that after my horrible nightmare. Or was it a nightmare?
Hey, guys! I got two chapters in really close to each other! When my cousin and I first came up with an idea of a dream for a chapter I had to ask how I was going to put it into 3k words. Well, you clearly saw how I did that. Wow.
I hope you enjoyed this. Please, comment and questions you have! I will answer them, as long as they don't ask about how the story is going to go.
~Max
