Izzy POV

"Clary wait!" I shout even though I know it is futile as she has bolted out the door and down the corridor.

"JACE! ALEC!" I shout running out of Clary's bedroom. Both of them come barrelling down the hall.

"What, Is Clary ok?" Jace wrings his wrist, it is his tick when he is anxious he couldn't keep his hands still.

"We need to go after her, I can feel it..." before I could finish Jace was running down the hall. Alec was looking at me, his eyes were swimming with worry.

"I felt it, Alec, I felt all her pain. I felt the blade enter my chest. I felt everything she felt..." I say as we run down the corridor and into the elevator.

"You do, as parabatai, feel what they feel. I don't feel how he is feeling emotionally but I get a tightness in my core which I can't shake if something isn't right" We burst through the door and run to the edge of the street, I see a blur of blonde hair bobbing in the crowd.

"Look, Jace," I say pointing. I take off running after the blonde hair, Alec is hot on my tail. Jace is running incredibly fast like his life depended on it. I feel a searing pain in my stomach, I try to brush it off but my stomach burns and the searing pain creeps up to my torso. I fall to the ground and Alec is picking me up quickly.

"Iz are you ok?" He shouts as he sets me on my feet. "Your face is white as paper, what's happened. Is it Clary?".

I grab Alec's arm to steady me, my head is spinning and the pain is getting worse. I fall against my brother losing all control of my legs. He quickly picks me up and holds me against his chest.

"It's ok Iz you will both be ok, both of you will," He says looking around frantically, for Jace but he is long gone. I feel like a blade is cutting down my stomach. I cry out and pedestrians are staring at us. I feel a slight burn of a stele, I look around. We are in an alleyway and Alec is glamouring us.

"Can't have people peering in on business that is not their own" Alec says mid rune. I can bearly hear him over the pains racking my body. Alec is talking but I can't hear anything he says over the pain bubbling up beneath my skin.

"Jace where are you?... No, I haven't found Clary...Well, I am currently carrying Izzy...She dropped to the ground that's why I can't exactly leave her in the middle of a street with mundanes staring at her writhing in pain...Oh I don't know why she dropped to the floor Jace she was screaming...Where are you?...Ok, I will be there in 10 seconds, bye. Right Izzy that was Jace on the phone we have to get to him, he's just around the corner can you run?" He is shaking me. I shake my head lightly feeling nauseous. My head hits Alec chest as he runs, each time my head hits the hard chest of my brother the pain intensifies. I feel sick to my stomach and the pain has subsided to a dull throbbing pain. I. Can't. Think. Straight. I need to be looking for Clary not being held by my brother.

"Alec put me down I can walk now," I say weakly. Alec complies and places me down lightly, his arm is supporting my back just in case. Forever worrying. Once he is satisfied I have my balance he drags me along around a corner and into an alley where a hunched figure is pacing. Jace. He is clutching something tight in his hands, so tight that his hands were white with tension. I push the pain and the nauseous feeling to the back of my mind, I need to find Clary. I walk up to Jace, I reach out and put my hand on his arm gently. Jace looks at me, his eyes are wild and mad. His hair is tousled from running. I look down to his hands to see what he is holding. It is a shoe, a single converse, light blue splattered with blood.

"It's Clary's. I know because I brought them for her. She wanted to a pair so I got her some, only a few days ago" He says coldly. I gently put my hand on the shoe and tilt it so I could see the blood. It is a big splatter which consisted of several spots varying size.

"There is more over there" Jace points to a darker part of the alley, I proceed with slight caution. Jace stays where he is and I can hear Alec whispering something to him and Jace replies with something flat and cold. I take out my witchlight, the light winks on and illuminates the wall. The wall is splattered with blood, a macabre painting. I stone drops to my stomach, this is the pain I was feeling. This is the pain Clary felt. I crouch down to examine the wall more closely. Clary is smart she wouldn't have gone without a fight. But there was nothing. No sign of a struggle just a sign overpowering. Something must have been seriously wrong if she couldn't fight back. I can feel the feeling of nauseous pushing its way back into my head, followed by a pounding headache. I walk steadily back over to Jace and Alec.

"Something has happened there was no sign of a struggle and that isn't like her. Surely there is a sign she left?" I say grasping at straws.

"I don't know I just don't know," Jace says, he walks back over to the wall to examine it.

"Who would want to take Clary?" Alec says emotionless as ever. "Anyway, where did her brother run off too? I didn't see him leave".

"He said he had someone to see, I couldn't understand why he was running off when his sister was in danger," I say shaking my head a small part of me is angry at him.

"Look we are not going to find anything here, we need to get back to the institute she could come back, unlikely I know but we can do nothing out here," Alec says calmly. Jace is staring at the blood on the wall. Alec's phone rings and he answers it walking away from me. I walk over to Jace.

"Jace we need to head back to the institute, there is nothing for us here," I say resting my hand on his shoulder.

"I am trying to search for anything to show us she left a clue to who took her" He sighs and turns to look at me. "But she left nothing, nothing but a shoe".

A shoe! Clary's shoe.

"Jace that is definitely Clarys right," I say pushing down the sickness in my stomach.

"Yes, I told you this... We can track her using it, why didn't I think of this before! We need to get back to the institute now" Jace stands up and rushes over to Alec. I walk slowly over to the two of them, if I go any quicker I feel like I will throw up and that won't be pretty.

"Izzy we are heading back, Magnus is meeting us there he said he could strengthen the tracking rune or something like that" Alec says. He scans my face and frowns. Jace is talking in Alecs ear saying several times 'we need to get back'. Alec turns to Jace and nods.

When we reach the Institute Magnus is waiting on the steps.

"Ahhh Alexander...Isabelle, you don't look too well are you ok?" Magnus walks towards us. I shake my head and turn quickly away from the three of them and throw up violently on the grass next to the path.

"Iz are you ok?" Jace is staring at me worry forms on his emotionless face.

"It's not me its Clary, this is what she is feeling. I didn't think you could feel nauseous through the parabatai bond" I look to Magnus.

"It varies, the strength between the bond between certain parabatai, to be honest, the subject of parabatai isn't really a very talked about subject in the Downworld, strictly Shadowhunter knowledge about the serious stuff," He said looking around at the three of us. Jace is white, Alec is emotionless and I find myself confused, what Magnus has just said just confused me more, it didn't wrap up anything.

I walk inside and the others follow me, Jace is still clutching at the shoe.

"Are we going to track her or not, she is in trouble" Jace is getting impatient you can tell by his eyes, wild halos of fire.

"Yes, right one of you needs to draw the rune," Magnus says, Jace steps forward stele in hand.

"Wait, Jace, shouldn't Izzy do it, her parabatai?"Alec says quickly.

"You're parabatai with Clary? Well, in that case, I am not needed a parabatai tracking rune is more powerful than if I helped." Magnus says his eyes sparkling under the dim light of the institute.

Clary POV

My eyes flutter open. Where am I? I feel my parabatai runs pulsing under my collarbone. It never normally does that. I look around the room in which I am confined to. Dark grey stone walls which glisten with a layer of water. I can hear the occasional droplet of water hit the hard floor after its descent from the ceiling. My fear is slowly creeping into my mind rearing its ugly head. I reach around for me stele. It's not there. Well done Clary, it's not like they would kidnap you, lock you in a cell and not search you for any weapons. I sigh looking through the barred door where the faint pools of light swim just beyond my reach. My ears prick, I can hear heavy footsteps slam against the stone flagged floor. But they are heading towards from me. The dank walls reverberate the sound off them, amplifying it in my ears. I can hear my heart in my ears as I push myself into the corner of the room trying to conceal myself in the shadows where I'm safe. Light starts to creep its way into my cell, unwanted and unnerving. My heart slams against my chest treating to burst free. I strain against the chains tying me to the stone flagged floor, the chains clank with every strain. The footsteps get louder and heavier as the seconds wane by. I look toward the barred door awaiting my capturer. The dim candle light comes into my cell and a large black silhouette blocks the whole door.

"Clary Morgenstern, this has been a long time coming." A raspy voice says.

"What do you want with me?" I try to say confidently but it comes out more like a whisper.

"What I want with you specifically, is nothing. But what I want with the Morgenstern name, more your parents is something different altogether". A voice replies.

"My parents, W-what do you want with my parents?" I stutter, I can feel my heart in my throat.

"Your parents have lied to you your entire life. Do you know what secrets they hold? They would rock your world until everything you thought you knew came tumbling down around you. You might be a little scarred from your experience but I promise I will return you to the institute in the next few hours unharmed, well almost unharmed. Some might say your mental health may be a little battered and you might not be the same but I guess your unharmed and mine are very different." He chuckles at his comment.

"Why me?" I say a little louder straining to see his face.

"Why you? Well I always have told myself if you seek then you shall find but I am prepared to be lenient, its to damage you, to damage the Morgenstern name, so when I told you I would return you unharmed, I lied, you will be battered and bruised in more ways than not, you won't be the same girl you were Clary Morgenstern. Believe me, when I tell you that.".

The keys turn in the door and the lock slams. The door creaks open as the huge black silhouette steps into my view.

"Let the fun begin".

Izzy's POV

"We have been trying at this for hours! There is something wrong, somethings happened to her, that's why we can't track her!" Jace paces back and forth in front of the fireplace.

"Jace! Stop pacing, you are making it worse for everyone in the room, I can't think with your worry and anger radiating off you" Alec starts to rub his forehead, as he sits in the chair opposite me. Jace continues to pace and pace and pace.

"Maybe try it again biscuit something may change?" Magnus hands me my stele with sympathetic eyes. I nod and take the stele with my shaky hand. Magnus closes his hands around mine. "If your bond is strong, it normally takes that extra step to locate for the first time, I only knew one pair who did it the first time, but their bond was like no other. So don't get despondent, Miss Morgenstern is a fighter we will find her." Magnus nods and releases my hands. I watch the black ink swirl and twirl as it comes out of my stele. I feel the burn of the rune but a little more intense. I wince as the burn gets stronger and stronger. I drop my stele and it clatters to the floor, I squeeze my eyes shut.

I hear the rain hitting the pavement, I open my eyes slowly. It worked! The rune worked! I blink to make sure this victory is real. I look around and I feel like a stone drops to my stomach. Raindrops splatter my face as I take in the familiar scenery. I'm outside the institute. I close my eyes tightly and when I open them again I am inside the institute with everyone looking at my worriedly. I take off running, I jump over the sofa and push the doors open quickly. I hear Alec shout my name but all I can think of is Clary, my parabatai. I dart down the hall almost tripping over Church as I skid into the elevator. Magnus, Alec, and Jace just turn the corner as the elevator doors close. It seems like an eternity in the elevator until the door crawls open with a cry from the protesting metal. I squeeze out of the gap as soon as it is big enough. I rush to the large oak door and pull them open as the wood groans. And there, sitting on the steps. A torn dirty blanket wrapped around her shoulders, rocking slightly back and forth is Clary. In the pouring rain. The thunderclaps followed by a white streak of lightening. Clary just rocks on the step not affected by the weather as the rain drips off her. I stand glued to the floor just staring at my best friend. The elevator doors open and I hear the three of them tumble out. I hold up my hand quickly indicating for them to stop. I slowly turn round to see Jace and Alec with seraph blades blazing. I shake my head slowly and the lights from the blades go out quickly. Jace steps forward but I put my hand on his chest and push him back. I shake my head at his angry eyes. I turn around and walk outside, rain plasters my hair to my scalp. I slowly walk down the step until I am stood in front of her. I crouch so I am eye level. I suppress a gasp as I see her face. Her left eye is swollen shut with a deep red colour surrounding it, her right cheek is raised, possibly broken. Her face is covered in ichor and blood mixed together making a dark brown colour. Her lip is cut and she has a deep wound on her forehead, I gulp not wanting to think of her further injuries that I cant see. Her eyes flash black then go back to her original emerald colour. Clary doesn't look at me, she looks past me at the city behind me.

"Clary, Clary lets get you inside," I say reaching out very slowly. I gently put my hand on her upper arm. She flinches and moves away from me so quick. Her eyes pierce mine, like a deer in headlights her eyes are swimming in fear and pain. She then focuses her gaze on the city and starts rocking back and forth again.

"Clary" I whisper moving closer, "Jace is behind you in the doorway, if you won't let me touch you what about him?" I say trying to mask my hurt. Her eyes flicker to mine, her eyes flash black before they sparkle emerald. I look up at Jace and he approaches cautiously. He crouches down beside me, his blonde hair falls into his eyes which are soft and compassionate as he looks at Clary. Clary starts to breath quicker and her chest rises and falls rapidly.

"Clary, let me and Izzy take you inside, we are not going to hurt you" Jace whispers. I watch him as he edges closer to her, very slowly. I look at my battered best friend, who is hurt in more ways than I can count. Why won't she let me touch her? I look up at Magnus and Alec who are standing in the doorway watching Jace. I mouth to Magnus 'Get towels and blankets'. He nods and disappears pulling Alec along with him. Clary whimpers as Jace's fingers are millimetres away from her broken cheek. He pulls his hand away quickly.

"At least let me give you an Iratze Clary" He pleads watching her intently. He pulls out his stele and she backs away from him quickly. I put my hand on his forearm lightly. He puts his stele away in his back pocket before ending closer to her. Jace's black t-shirt is dripping wet and sticking to his skin. My hair is dangling down my face in strands and the blanket Clary is touching so tightly has beads of water resting on the top. Clary's eyes flash from me to Jace. I move slowly towards my friend.

"Why don't we get to of this rain, we can go inside, get warm," I say softly, her emerald eyes shimmer under the lightening flashes. She stares at me emotionless, like a shell of a person. I will crack you, Clary. Jace edges towards Clary reaching out his hand again. His fingers skim her hand which is clutching her blanket tightly. He outstretches hand and rests it on hers, she tenses for a second but relaxes soon after. A twinge of jealousy surges through me.

"I'm going to pick you up Clary, ok?" Jace states softly. Her eyes meet his and a small nod is given.

Jace's movements are slow and carefully like he is handling a baby bird. He encases Clary in his arms and lifts her up. I follow his suit as he strides inside the institute. I shut the oak doors behind us and head to the elevator to where Jace is waiting. I try not to look at my best friends face which is disfigured and decorated with bruises, cuts, blood, and ichor. The elevator doors snap shut and rumble upwards. I hear the quick ragged breaths of the girl next to me in my brother's arms. The doors crawl open and Jace strides out full of purpose, I can feel his wall is about to come tumbling down, all his attempts to hide is true feelings are going to shine through like a beacon. I can feel his anger radiating off of him. I jog to go ahead of him so I can open Clary's bedroom door. I open the oak door quickly, Jace follow me inside and heads to the bathroom, he gently places Clary down into the shower tray and walks out shutting the bathroom door behind him. I look at my friend who is staring at the shower tiles.

"Clary will you let go of the blanket so I can clean you," I say softly. Clary releases her grip on the ratty blanket, I take it and place it on the opposite side of the room. I set to the task of peeling her bloodstained, dirty clothes off of her battered and cut body. I have to hold back a gasp. Her body is black and blue. She has deep cuts all over her legs, abdomen and arms. I turn on the shower water and wash all the blood and ichor off her. When the majority is off I can see demon jaw marks on her body.

Once I am satisfied, I walk out of the bathroom to get some oft clothes for Clary. I go back to the bathroom with flannel shorts and a baggy t-shirt which I presume is Jace's. I help Clary into the clothes before calling Jace into help me get Clary onto the bed. He places her in the bed and pulls the covers over her small frame and sits in the chair beside her bed. He puts his face in his hands. I slip out of the door leaving my parabatai sleeping and my brother in despair.

Jace's POV

I watch her chest rise and fall slowly. She's sleeping, thanks to my Iratze. I am holding her small hand in mine, her fingers are delicate and small. After Izzy left for a bit, she came back medical supplies so we could see what was broken and to disinfect her cuts. Two of her fingers were broken and a few ribs. Clary just stared ahead the whole time, not looking at me or Izzy. I have to hold back my anger for who did this and why so I can put Clary first. Magnus sent fire messages to her parents and brother who disappeared and we don't know where he is. A slender finger twitches in my palm, I look to her sleeping form. She has been asleep for a good four hours now. I watch as her eyes flutter open and I am taken aback when they are black only for a second before they return to emerald. I shake it out of my head as she blinks at me slowly. Her eyes scan my face almost like she is deciphering who I am. The corner of her mouth twitches and her eyes sparkle. I watch her closely as she closes her eyes again and squeezes my hand lightly. I move my chair closer to the bed and one green eye opens to watch what I am doing. She closes it and falls back to sleep. I lean forward and rest my elbows and head on the bed lightly.

When I open my eyes it is dark again in Clary's room. All I can see is Clary's eyes watching me cautiously with a hint of fear.

"Are you ok?" I whisper.

She shakes her deadly lightly.

"Will you tell me what happened?" I encourage.

She shakes her head lightly again.

"Why not?" I ask lightly.

She shrugs and pulls her hand out of mine. I feel a part of me leave when she does that. I desperately want to take her hand back so I know she will be safe. She looks me straight in the eye and outstretches her hand and her fingers skim my cheek lightly. Before the fingers run over my lips. I kiss her fingertips and a slight smile tugs the corner of her lips. She closes her eyes for a second like she is remembering something. She scrunches her face and opens her eyes and locks them with mine. Everything about Clary is delicate, her mannerisms, her speech, even the way she walks. That's why I love her, everything about her and it hurts me to see her like this. I watch the girl I love in pain and there is no possible way for me too help her because for whatever reason she won't talk to me or anyone in fact. I don't know what to do when her big green eye watch me and I don't know why they go black from time to time. What if I had been with her in that alley, would this have happened, would she be like this, afraid to talk to us. I will find who did this and they will get what's coming to them, so help me god.

She closes her eyes gently as the door opens slowly behind us. I look over my shoulder to see Alec poke his head round the door, he motions me over to him. I push myself up off my chair reluctantly and pad on over to the door, my bare feet stick to the wooden floor boards. I glance back to the bed where Clary looks to have fallen asleep.

"Whats up?" I say closing the door behind me softly.

"No news from her parents they are on a Clave mission and won't receive our fire message for a few days, Jonathan has literally dropped off the face of the earth, I have no clue where he is, neither does anyone for that matter. He literally vanished when she and Izzy had that freak blackout. And to top it off Mum and Dad have gone under on a mission top secret apparently from the Clave and Max is making his way here from Idris as we speak so expect him within the next few hours." Alec states formally. Always on duty.

"It's strange how her family are nowhere to be found. Max might cheer Clary up make her come out of her shell. He will be good for her, he is always good with people." I nod, my heart flutters slightly hearing Max is coming back. Alec nods and turns quickly down the hall, knocking and walking into Izzy's room. I slip back into the room behind me. Clary is sitting straight up in bed, swaying slightly. She is sniffling. She's been crying. She doesn't know I'm in the room. I watch her and my heart crumbles. She pulls her knees to her chest and hugs them. I can see the tears slide down her face in the light of the moon shining through her curtains. I walk across the room quietly.

"Clary.." I say softly. She jumps violently.

"Get back! Please don't touch me, I don't want to be touched!" She cries pushing herself back against the wall. I freeze where I am and look at my girl, who is hurting. I feel a warm tear roll down my cheek. I quickly wipe it away.

"I'm going to sit on the chair ok?" I whisper softly. Clary's eyes pierce me before a soft nod. She sniffles and fists the duvet.

Hey sorry for the long period between updates I am trying hard to update and juggle my revision for GCSE's. But anyway I hope you enjoy this chapter, please review I would love to know what you think. :) I am also thinking of writing my own story instead of a fanfiction if any of you would be interested in that? Please tell me if you would be ^_^