I'm so, so, soooo, sorry for the late up date. I have been really busy, and have used my spare time to update my other fanfictions. I will now focus on this one for now on. I also changed the chapter name from what I said it would be. Sorry! I hope you enjoy the chapter!
Chapter 10: Fire with Fire
"No you incompetent fool! That will not work. We must strike fast; now!" I yelled at the Downworlder. Two days it's been since we began planning and we have gotten nowhere. Every single time a plan of mine comes to mind, they shoot it down, saying that the idea was ridicules, that too many live would be sacrifice in the process.
"Who care's how many lives we lose? If we sit around here and do nothing, more lives will be lost and we'll end up like the clave; defenseless." I said sternly, slamming my fist down on the table. Vampires, Downworlder, Shadowhunters, and the Silent Brothers surround the table, contemplating the idea. A stray of blackish reddish hair fell into my eyes. I pushed it away. Ever since I drew the rune two days ago, stands of my bright red hair have been turning black. I didn't care though. The old me would have let everyone die before making the tough decision. I know what I must do, and I don't care who gets hurt, even if that person is Jace.
"Clarissa," said another Shadowhunters, "You must realize that we have other choices. Your love one's are there too."
"No. It's too late for them. Let them die for all I care," I hissed. Though part of me struggled, screamed at me relentlessly about how we love Jace, I knew that Jace would have wanted this, to rather die than serve my father. I'm doing him a favor.
The Shadowhunter eyed my rune for a second. I glared daggers at them, causing them to back away towards the wall, then turn and run. I sighed loudly. "We all know that the only way to fight fire is with fire. In order to defeat Valentine we must get our hands dirty."
"We don't need-" "Yes we do," I cut them off. "This battle will never end and Valentine will only grow stronger, and eventually there will be no world to save." My voice had gone down into a harsh whisper at the end.
Then Brother Jeremiah said what do you propose we do?
I grinned. I knew exactly what we were going to do.
Ever since Clary escaped, I haven't seen daylight. I don't know how long it's been, since it's hard to tell time in the dark cells in Idris. Since Sebastian knew of how Simon escaped before, all the windows were sealed up. Thank you Bloodsucker.
I sighed, leaning my head against the wall. I shivered as another flow of memories from my time as Sebastian's puppet flew into my head. I hated myself for how terrible I treated Clary, and now that she's gone, I don't know what she thinks of me, let alone is she alive. I knew nothing of what's going on. Food was brought down every two days, at least according to the vampire in the cell next to me. I haven't seen Sebastian or Valentine.
Speaking of the Devil. Sebastian walked past the cells with a tin cup, rattling the bars of cages, coming to stop besides mine.
"Hello Brother," he grinned.
"I am not your brother. We've already established that," I hissed.
"Ah, yes. But you are going to be my brother in law one day, aren't you? That is, if Clary is still alive, and that you would want her once I'm done with her." I growled and ran forward, slamming against the cage.
"Unlike you Brother," I spat, "I know what love is and Clary loves me and I love her, and no matter what you do to us, nothing can change that."
Sebastian walked forward until his face was inches from mine. "We'll see about that," he challenged. With that, he spun around and began to walk way when he stopped, and half turned to me. "Oh yes, and Clary and the left over Downworlder and Nephilm are coming to attack to night. If I were you, I'd be care full. I heard this place wasn't built well." He started to walk again. "By this time tomorrow, my queen will be right where she belongs."
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"Ready," I heard a voice behind me ask. Turning around I saw Maia.
"For what," I asked, turning around to finish gearing us. I was almost finishing reapplying the Fortis irrefragabiles,which is what I named the rune I created. It meant 'Strong, Unbreakable 'in Latin. If my brother were here he would have been proud. Too bad I don't care.
"For tonight. Clary, your family and friends are there. Simon, Jace, Izabelle, your mom, Luke, Alec, Magnus." I could hear the desperation and chose to ignore it.
"Simon's dead," I said coldly.
"He died trying to save you."
I turned around, now finish getting ready. "I know. What is your point?"
"Clary," she walked up to me, her eyes wild, "You love your them. What you're doing may kill them, may kill you. Why are you risking it?"
"Maia, when Daniel was abusing you, why did you let it happen?" she looked taken aback for a second before answering.
"I didn't I told my parents. I ran away," she said defensively.
"But you could have done more. You could have hurt him, showed him you meant it, stopping him when he did it, calling the police, getting evidence. So many things you did because you were scared." I leaned towards her till we were inches apart, "You were a coward. Because of you, your brother tormented you. Don't you realize that if you told the police he would have gotten in trouble, he most likely wouldn't have died? If you made better decisions, you wouldn't have turned into a werewolf? You would probably be in collage. All of it is your fault. Yes, I know they are there, but the tough decisions make the biggest change. So tough up, or I'm leaving you here." With that, I left Maia standing there in the middle of me room, staring at the wall in shock.
What I didn't know what was really going on. Sebastian threatened her friend's lives and that if she gave him information on the wear about of what was going on. If only I had known, maybe everything would have been different. As I said, the tough decisions make the biggest change.
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"Ready," I whispered. I had made a rune that made me and the Shadowhunters able to talk between each other, like cell phones, but even with the demon towers off, we couldn't uses cell phones, since they still interfere with our connection.
"Group one and two are getting into position." Each group was made up with two Shadowhunters, and three downworlder.
"Okay. My group is going to enter thru section three." Signaling everyone began to walk down the hill towards one of opening. After about a minute we were three. Endarken and demons roamed the streets. They were everywhere. I swallowed. With the Endarkens strong scenes of smell, and hearing, if I moved into the clearing, they would immediately detect me.
"Group 8. Act now." Suddenly, a large explosion went off towards the west side of the city. The Endarken began to run down the street in a flash, along with the demons. After a few moments, all that was left was an Endarken. I gestured for everyone to move. As soon as my feet touched the road, the Endarken head snapped towards me. I began to reach for my sword, when an ear splitting sound erupted from the Endarken. It was like a scream. Within seconds, dozens of Endarken surrounded us, knives raised, when a voice stopped them.
"Stop," yelled a familiar voice. A path cleared though the Endarken, as my brother walked towards us. "Well, sister how nice of you to join us." He grinned.
Instead of cowering away, I laughed, "Oh Brother, you think way too highly of yourself. What do you go this time for me? Death threats? No, let me guess, threatening the people I love? Ha, I could care less." I spat at him. He only grinned.
"Oh sister, I have much more planned for you." He turned to the Endarken. "Kill them." He said, and before I could protest, he grabbed my arm, yanking me away from them.
"Let go," I snarled, and taking a deep breath, I summoned the power of Fortis irrefragabiles. Energy soured thru me, and, taking the arm that Sebastian was using to pull me, snapped it. Sebastian cried out in pain. Taking my fist, I slammed it into his jaw, causing him to stagger back.
"Abort, abort," I told the Shadowhunters threw my message. All I got was static in response. That was not good, not good. When I reached the Endarken, I was too late. The last of the Shadowhunters lay fidgeting on the ground with a sword in there chest, and I watched as the wolves turned into their human form, unmoving on the ground.
"No," I whispered. "No," I growled. I turned to Sebastian who was grinning.
"I warned you Clarissa. You could have taken your place as my queen and none of this would have happened. You did this to them," he said, walking towards me.
I wasn't paying attention to him though. Anger that was unlike anything I have ever experience burned threw me. I could feel the rune on my wrist burning. Everything that has happen over the past two weeks went thru my mind; Valentine's Apartment, Edom, Idris, New York, Simon, The Rune, and now this. I hate Valentine and Sebastian. I absolute hated them.
I looked at Sebastian my eyes burning. He stumbled back in shock. I remember the silent brother saying that once I go down this path, I can't go back. But I don't want to. These bastards are going to get what they observed.
"Clary," Sebastian said carefully, "Clarrisa." He eyes when wide and he started running.
I grinned. A game of cat and mouse? My pleasure.
Evil Clary? Did Sebastian know who he was messing with? Will Clary still be able to save her friends and family? Or will her plan of revenge be too much for her? Find out in the next chapter called 'Nice Girls Finish last.' R&R
-FayNightRaven