Twisted Belonging Chapter 11
Taking a deep breath, Clary walked out of her bedroom. Jonathan was standing outside her door, dressed in his gear too, and decorated with an assortment of weapons. He looked at Clary with a mix of emotions. Regret? Love? Anger? Clary could not pinpoint the exact ones. All Clary felt was emptiness.
"You look beautiful. Now, when we get to the Institute, I want you by my side at all times. Do you understand me? Don't even think about running to your Angel Boy or anyone else." Jonathan said seriously. Clary nodded. Her brother wound his fingers round her wrist and gripped onto it tightly. He led her to a plain wall and began to draw a portal rune with his stele. The portal opened and he turned to Clary.
"This is it Clary. After this, you will belong to me."He said, looking deep into her eyes. She remained silent. He growled, and pulled her close to him, wrapping his arms around her like a cage. Then, he flung them both into the portal.
Clary could never get over the strange sensation of travelling through a portal. The ground falling beneath her feet, being surrounded by emptiness. Suddenly, Clary found herself on solid ground. She opened her eyes and blinked. A familiar sight stood in front of her that made her want to burst into tears.
The Institute.
She smiled slightly as she looked up at the towering building, warm memories flooding back. First arriving here with Simon and Jace, learning about the Shadowhunters, kissing Jace for the first time. Thinking about Jace brought tears to her eyes. If she didn't do what needed to be done, he would be killed, as would everyone else she cared about.
"Are you done gorming? We won't have very long, so we're gonna be in and out of there quick."Jonathan said, snapping Clary out of her thoughts. When she refused to answer him, he snarled and walked over to her, grabbing her shoulders and turning her towards him. "You better start learning to appriciate my efforts, little sister. We are gonna be together for a very long time." And then he kissed her hard on the lips. Clary didn't even struggle, she just let him have his way. Seeing that she wasn't responding, Jonathan slid his hands down her leather pants, eliciting a gasp from Clary. He promptly stuck his tongue in her mouth, and Clary had no choice but to kiss him back. She pulled away from him when she heard the crunching of footsteps behind her. She turned around and saw a small handful of dark Nephilim walking towards them, including Amatis. Clary took a step forward, but Jonathan's arms snaked around her waist and pulled her back to him.
"Are you all ready?"Jonathan asked his group.
"Yes master."They all answered in a monotone which chilled Clary.
"You know the plan. In and out. Kill everyone, but leave Jace to me."Jonathan growled. Hearing her love's name, Clary snapped out of her silence.
"JACE! Jace run, it's a trap! Jace run-" Clary screamed at the top of her voice, but Jonathan snapped his hand over her mouth. She knew that everyone inside was not prepared for battle. She had to warn them.
"Shut the fuck up Clary. Do you want me to make Jace's death a slow one? Keep shouting if the answer's yes."Jonathan snarled, and removed his hand from her mouth. She said nothing, merely shooting daggers at him with her eyes. One of Jonathan's followers came forward with a long piece of rope, and Jonathan took it from him. He tied Clary up and grabbed her by the collar.
"Now Clary, you are going to listen to me. If you do not scream or cry while we're in there, then I will not be forced to hurt you later on. Understand?"
But Clary knew there would be no later on. She had to kill him.
The great door opened and the dark Shadowhunters flooded inside, Jonathan holding Clary close to him. He had his hand over her mouth just incase she tried to scream again. At that moment, Isabelle strode around the corner. She froze in place when she saw the intruders. Her gaze travelled to Clary being held captive. Clary's eyes were pleading for her to run, and Isabelle understood. She could not fight them alone and expect to win or survive. She looked at Jonathan, who was smirking at her. This bastard had murdered her little brother, and he would pay. Taking a deep breath, Isabelle ran to go find the others, the dark Shadowhunters hot on her trail.
Clary could feel Jonathan's hot breath on the side of her face. "Not long now love." He said, and began to walk after his followers. Fear grew stronger in Clary's heart. What if Isabelle didn't make it to the others in time? What if they couldn't fight back? What if she couldn't kill Jonathan?
They stalked after Isabelle until they reached the Sanctuary. Isabelle was handing weapons out, Alec was loading his bow, Simon was handling a sword, Luke and Jocelyn were holding seraph blades, and so was Jace. His face lit up when he saw her, but turned to a look of pure disgust when he saw Jonathan. Everyone turned to face her, and their emotions were all the same. Joy, and then rage. Joy to see her back, but rage to see who was holding her.
"Well, isn't this a pleasant reunion? We have Angel Boy, Daylighter, Freak, Bitch, Mutt and the woman who abandoned me."Jonathan sneered. Despite his harsh comments, Clary noticed he hadn't given a nickname to their mother. She was simply 'the woman who abandoned him'. Maybe this meant something, but she could hardly focus with Jonathan's hand wrapped around her neck."Any of you take one step forward and I'll break her neck."
"Let her go you bastard."Jace growled. Clary was panicking. She knew that anything could set off the Heavenly Fire within Jace, and she didn't want him to get hurt for her.
"I seriously doubt you can do much about it, with your predicament after your girlfriend stabbed you."Jonathan said, right next to Clary's ear, causing her to flinch. But instead of looking horrified, Jace smiled.
"Ah yes. Well, I think you'll be pleased to know we've sorted that. I'm cured, but I won't bore you with the details. I'd much rather just kill you than keep talking."
Something dark flashed across Jonathan's eyes.
"Pity. I was so looking forward to seeing you burst into flames. No matter. I suppose the sight of Clary sobbing away over your bloody corpse will give me enough satisfaction."Jonathan sneered, his hot breath right next to Clary's ear. She tried squirming out of his grasp, but he held her tightly.
Suddenly, Jocelyn walked forward, depsair in her eyes. Jonathan's gaze transferred from Jace to his mother. He said nothing as she walked closer.
"Jonathan. Please, I know you don't want to hurt Clary. Let her go." Jocelyn pleaded.
"You're one to talk about hurting someone, Jocelyn. You abandoned me."Jonathan growled. A single tear flowed from Jocelyn's green eyes, and Clary's heart went out to her mother.
"I am so sorry, Jonathan. I regret my actions everyday. Maybe if I had taken you with me when I ran, then things would be much simpler. It's all my fault. You grew up without a mother, and you grew up with a maniac for a father. No matter what he told you, I never stopped loving you. Please believe me. Please let your sister go." Jocelyn was crying by now, her face tear stained. Jonathan watched her as she poured her heart out, his face softening just slightly. His grip on Clary's neck loosened, but just before Clary could even begin to think about running, he tightened it again.
"Well it's eighteen years to late for an apology now, isn't it, mother? Now you will know the true pain I felt." Jonathan snarled, and with a snap of his fingers, the dark Nephilim group charged forward into battle.
Fighting commenced, and Clary wanted so badly to escape her twisted brother's grasp and fight alongside her friends. Jonathan pulled her back behind the group and dragged her away. Once they were too far for Jace and everyone else to see her, Jonathan picked Clary up and began to run.
"What are you doing?"Clary demanded, her weight being thrown up and down as Jonathan ran.
"You seriously don't think I'd fight in a battle where I could lose my hold on you? Oh no, darling. Once your little friends have been taken care of, my group will return to me, with your precious Jace in tow."He replied. Once they had reached a completely blank wall, Jonathan drew the portal rune on it. Just before they stepped through, he whispered harshly in her ear, "Then I will kill him in front of you so you know that you have no one else to turn to. You will be mine, and nothing will change that."