A/N: So, this chapter has violence where the teen rating comes in. Please let me know if the rating doesn't seem to match this. I'm kind of new to this, and never written something like this before.

Chapter 11

Jace was thrown back several blocks.

He probably would have died if some force hadn't stopped him several feet above the ground. Jace looked in front of him to see Magnus standing there. His hand was out in front of him, palm up. Rainbow sparks surrounding his fingers. Jace noticed a rainbow glow surrounded him as he was frozen in the air. Part him thought with amusement and irritation about just how gay it was for him to be held up in the air by rainbow colored magic. He wondered if Magnus made everything about him rainbow colored on purpose. Knowing the strange warlock, Jace wouldn't be surprised if that were true. Funny enough, it was so completely different from the warlock's shadowhunter boyfriend. That was, Jace's parabatai in fact.

Jace didn't feel like he had been frozen in the air for very long before the rainbow glow suddenly disappeared. Before he could even think about it, Jace fell the last few feet to the ground that was in the middle of the street. He hit the ground very hard.

"OW!" Every part of his body hurt a lot. Granted, the pain would have been a lot worse if Magnus hadn't caught him in midair. But it still hurt like heck! Having not stood up yet, Jace heard Magnus sigh.

"Sorry, but you can't be expected to be thrown several blocks away without your parabatai feeling some sort of great amount of pain. The plan was to make him think he's winning, remember?"

Jace looked up to see Magnus leaning over and holding out a hand. Jace took it and let the warlock help him up. Shards of pain shot through him as he tried to stand.

"Yeah, well you know, Mikado probably doesn't know about the parabatai bond." He felt himself lean against Magnus. Shadow hunters had pretty good pain thresholds. He still needed a moment to pace himself though.

"Hmm, perhaps you're right. However, no doubt the fairy prince is aware of the parabatai bond. It doesn't really matter what the boy knows. The prince is the puppeteer here."

Jace nodded in agreement.

"Now, I hope you can recover as quick as Alec claims you do because we need to proceed to the next part of our plan."

I can't just remain here writhering in pain…Izaya thought to himself as he laid on the ground. His body was still thrashing about from the searing burning coming from that blasted bracelet. Izaya was a Nephilim. He was supposed to be able to handle pain better than humans. Although, most shadowhunters didn't have to deal with having a sensitivity to iron. This was still so frustrating though! Izaya hated feeling weak. He'd had a problem with this his whole life. That was part of the reason why he kept up a façade so much. He hated how weak he truly was on the inside…

Even though these thoughts were going through his head, they weren't very coherent given how distracting the awful pain was!

He needed to do something! But he didn't feel like he could. The flesh on his wrist felt like it was burning off, although he didn't know if that was really happening or if it just felt that way because of how much the iron scorched. It felt like it was beginning to tighten around his wrist, making the pain become even worse.

Izaya had no doubt that he was shrieking loudly and shamefully, but he couldn't hear anything. He couldn't really comprehend anything in that moment. Was that a sizzling sound coming from his wrist? Either the iron was injuring him even more seriously or the pain was causing him to hallucinate. Either way, it was definitely not good. This pain felt like it was going on for eternity…

Nothing else seemed to exist but that torching pain.

Then, as suddenly as the torturous bracelet had appeared around his wrist, it seemed to have just vanished. Izaya was panting heavily before he managed to take a deep breath. What happened to the streetlight? Oh wait, his eyes were closed. They almost felt frozen from how much he had been squeezing them shut. Warm tears stuck to his face. He blinked his eyes open.

His blurry vision registered two figured kneeling in front of him. As he blurriness faded from his slow blinking he recognized the figures as Magnus and Jace. Izaya tried to sit up, but Jace caught him before he could fall to the ground again. Izaya still wasn't sure if he could speak yet. He looked over at where the bracelet had been, and noticed that his whole wrist was very red. It bubbled and blistered.

No doubt that will become a very nasty scar…the skin almost looked saggy. The sight made Izaya want to barf. He felt such utter disdain for his father for doing this to him. And all for what? Just to make sure he would join him in whatever shadow world crap was going on!? That blasted fairy was so going to pay!

"I-Izaya?"

Izaya looked forward again. How long had they been trying to get his attention? He must have been staring at the burn mark for a long time. Izaya felt Jace shift behind him as one of his arms disappeared from holding him. Magnus lightly touched Jace's shoulder and shook his head.

"No, Jace. An Iratze isn't going to get rid of a scar like that. Especially since it's a weakness for his fairy blood."

Jace sighed and nodded. Magnus removed his hand. Magnus then looked at Izaya in the eyes. Izaya was still getting over his dizziness as he tried to look back.

"Izaya, can you do the next step? We really don't have a lot of time to wait."

Izaya sighed and nodded. Jace and Magnus helped him to stand up.

They needed to do this.

The fairy prince had been too caught up in watching Mikado do his bidding to even notice that his son had been freed from the bracelet. This might have been the dark fairy's fatal mistake.

Anri very shakily held her sword defensively in front of her as Mikado stalked over to her.

She just couldn't help thinking over and over again…What do I do What do I do What do I do…And as she fearfully thought this, Saika was getting louder again. Yet even though Mikado was after her now, she couldn't allow Saika to gain control. No. Mikado was still in there somewhere. She wondered if there was a way to reach him, but she was to shaken up to think of a way to try. Mikado stopped about a foot away from her. He tilted his head.

Everything about this was just…just…UNNATURAL! His face was blank but tears continued to spill down his face. It made Anri think that Mikado had a mask on that he couldn't take off. It was just wrong!

"Is Anri going to hurt me? I don't think she is, because that would make her exactly what she always fights to not be." The voice coming from Mikado's lips was Mikado's voice, but the tone and the way he said things was not Mikado at all. Almost as though a robot was playing a recording mimicking the sound of his voice but playing it in a detached way. This gave Anri the shivers even more than she already had.

With every word, he said Mikado inched closer to her. Anri was afraid she might drop her sword because she was losing her grip. He stopped a couple of inched in front of her and whispered,

"A monster." His hands grabbed her hands that were holding the sword and he simply shook them once back and forth. The sword clanged to the ground.

"I knew it." Mikado chanted.

"Hey you! Get away from her!"

Mikado spun around to the voice. Yet, as he did so, he trapped her in her arms. She felt her back pressed against his chest, and for once the thought of his touch made her nervous in a completely different way. Anri began to breath rapidly. She noticed the figure who had called out to Mikado. It was the blonde shadowhunter Jace. Mikado tilted his head.

"I thought you were gone."

Jace laughed at that.

"I thought even you by now would have realized that Shadowhunters are not defeated easily." He pointed his sword at Mikado.

"I won't hesitate to do what I have to to protect who I need to, even though I don't want to fight you."

An evil cackle came from the side. The Dark prince, having left his perch on the bench long ago, pranced over to them but stopped enough away so as to not get caught in the crossfire. He clapped his hands and smiled gleefully. Anri couldn't stop thinking about how much this villain resembled Izaya.

"Oh I knew this would be interesting! Very interesting indeed~! How fun this is going to be to see. Oh I just can't wait. Can't Wait!" He spun around in a circle.

Jace rolled his eyes.

"Oh, I have no doubts that my little Mikado~" Suddenly he was behind them, petting Mikado's hair. Anri would have jumped at his sudden appearance if she wasn't being held so tightly.

"-will get what I need to be done. So thank you-" Prince Ilan bowed as he said this, somehow back again at a position where everyone could see him.

"-for appearing and making this game much more interesting, but don't get the idea that you'll win so easily just because you've surprised my little puppet here." The Prince floated up into the air, and seemed to be sitting on something invisible as he looked down at them. The look on his face resembled that more of someone watching their favorite scene of a movie rather than a supernatural villain ordering to take someone out.

"Mikado~! Continue as you were, neutralize Jace."

"Yes master." Mikado now only had one arm wrapped around Anri but it squeezed tighter than it was before. His other hand he held out in front of him. Large red sparks cascaded from his finger. Mikado narrowed his eyes.

"You won't walk away from me so easily this time."

Jace smiled.

"Oh, I wouldn't be so sure of that."

After he said that something hard hit Mikado and Anri from behind. The both fell forward to the ground, and Anri fell from Mikado's arms. Immediately afterwards Jace pulled Anri from the ground and swung her so that she was protectively placed behind him. He had an arm wrap around her from behind protectively and his sword held out in front of him crossing his body. Anri peered over his shoulder to see what had knocked them over.

As Mikado shakily stood up he only briefly was able to see that Izaya was in front of him. Before Mikado could get the chance to react at all, Izaya slashed his knife deep across Mikado's chest where the mark was. It was not enough to kill him, but it still caused Mikado to fall to the ground again. Mikado cried out in pain and blood continued to spill out of the open gash.