HEY KIDDOS! I SERIOUSLY ENJOYED MY REVIEWS LAST CHAPTER, SO SKIP THIS IF YOU WANT, BUT THIS IS A RESPONSE TO THOSE REVIEWS.
KEERTHANA221: WELL I PUT IN A SMALL CLARY POV, I HOPE THAT WAS WELL ENOUGH. I WASN'T REALLY SURE HOW SHE WOULD REACT BUT I THOUGHT I COULD PUT IT IN BEFORE IT SWITCHED TO ELLIE'S POV. CHEERS
MACHONJULI: IM GLAD YOU GET MY VIBE FOR THIS STORY NOW. IT WASN'T MY PLAN WHEN I GOT THE IDEA, BUT IT SEEMS LIKE IT WILL BE FUN TO WRITE AND ITS MY PLAN NOW LOL. SORRY ABOUT THE LAST SENTENCE YOU TYPED THOUGH:( GUESS YOU'LL SEE IN THIS CHAPTER.
OKAYYYY, NOW ON WITH THE STORY. THERE WILL BE AN AUTHORS NOTE AT THE END OF THIS. XOXO
CLARY POV
I sobbed and laid into Jace's arms. They were the same warm and corded arms from when we were teenagers and first fell in love. He was just as comforting and safe as he was back then. I'd seen a lot of love burn out, I'd even seen Izzy have flickers of doubt about Simon. Doubt when Taylor was young and would ask "why can't daddy come into our house?"
But I never had any of those doubts about Jace. Never. He was my rock. My strength. My protector. And now we'd both failed the one person we were supposed to care for. My daughter was missing, and it was all because I thought I could shelter her from Valentine and Jonathan.
He rubbed small soothing circles into my back as I sobbed. Izzy had a hard look on her face. She was angry. But how could she be? It wasn't her daughter, kidnapped because of her own brother. Her family was still as intact as it would ever be. "How could he do this." I heard Jace faintly whisper.
He was in shock. He had no idea what my brother was capable of, and none of us had any idea what his son, my nephew, was capable of. "Because he's an asshole! And now they've got Ellie!" I looked over and saw Taylor had yelped that out.
"Are you all really gonna cry like a bunch of pussies? She's fucking out there and we have to get her! She's your fucking blood and you're just crying! What the fuck Jace, I thought you were strong! You're the leader of the Clave!" Taylor was running his mouth and I felt Jace's arms tense around me.
"Watch your mouth, Taylor." Izzy snapped and he barely glanced at her. "We're doing our best."
I heard Kerrington snort from behind me. "Like hell you all are! That's my parabati! If you all were half the shadowhunters you pretended to be we'd have already fucked this Morgenstern guy up. You all have grown soft."
"That's enough! She's my fucking daughter! You don't think I'm upset? I want to hunt the fucker down and castrate him! But Jonathan is stronger than any of us have ever known! We thought we killed him once, and now he's back and he's hit where he knew it would hurt!" I finally yelled and whipped around to look at Kerrington.
His eyes were hard and unfeeling. He didn't look like he believed me. I saw Bea behind him, a determined look on her small face. "Aunt Clary, Kerry and Taylor are right. You all aren't doing anything. If anyone can find her it's going to have to be us, now." Her voice was soft and quivering with fear.
I turned when I heard Taylor speak up. "Fuck this shit. I'm going to go find her and I'm gonna bring her back. Kerrington, you and Bea are with me. I guess the heros of the Mortal War can sit this one out. They're old now. They're soft." I felt Jace spring past me and he had his forearm against Taylor's throat.
I watched as he slammed Taylor into the wall and knocked the breath out of him. "Now listen here, you little shit, you think you're tough now? I remember you being a scrawny nothing who my daughter beat the shit out of plenty of times. You weren't a man then, and you're not a man now. Quit pretending. Ellie was the best shadowhunter out of you three. You're lost without her."
Taylor slammed Jace's arm off of him. "You're old, Jace. Stay here and reminisce when you could've kicked my ass. Cause I'm gonna go get Ellie." He growled at Jace and stormed past me.
I grabbed Jace's arm before he could go after him. "Baby, they're just trying to help. They don't know anything about this. We can't fight with them. We have to help them. This is dangerous. We're in the midst of another Mortal War. I have a feeling this is going to be worse than the last one. It looks like Jonathan finally got smart and has downworlders siding with him now."
He relaxed and looked at me.
He knew I was right.
ELLIE POV
I snapped out as I saw Blake's hand. I had regained consciousness seconds before. I needed to get him. I wasn't going to go down without a fight. I he realized and smacked a hand against my cheek, backhanding me hard.
I looked up and spit. When he felt the spit he turned to me and I realized this wasn't Blake. This man looked exactly like him, but looked older. He looked worn and tired, with the same white blonde hair and dark obsidian eyes. He would've been attractive if he didn't look ready to kick me.
He sneered at me and grabbed my cheeks hard. "You look too much like your whore of a father. You even act like that bastard." Then he flung my head to the side. It smashed into the cement wall and my vision spun.
I jerked my arm and realized it was chained to what looked like a basement wall. I also winced. My wrist had been broken when Blake grabbed me and it had just been smashed into some cuffs. I needed a rune.
I looked up at the white haired bastard and realized he was staring at me in fascination. He dropped to a squat and gently traced his finger over my nose. "You have your mother's bones." He whispered.
I snapped my teeth and he jerked his hand back. "I'll kill you." I said in my best threatening voice. He only laughed and tugged on one of my golden curls. I flung my leg up and hit him square in the chest with my sneaker.
He fell back and then jumped up. "You little bitch. You're going to fucking regret that. The only reason you're alive is because of who you share blood with. If I had known you looked like angel boy I would've had Blake dispose of you." He lifted his foot and kicked me square in the chest.
The heavy training boot knocked the wind out of me and I whimpered. My head flew back and cracked against the wall. I yelped loudly and felt red hot liquid run down the back of my head. I bared my teeth and used all of my strength to sweep my legs behind his.
He hadn't learned from the last time and he was on the ground. I threw the heel of my foot into his pelvis and he grunted. I then used my heel to shatter his shin bone. He screamed and it almost sounded as if he enjoyed the pain.
He stood up and hobbled towards me. "I think I'll enjoy you much more than I would've enjoyed your mother. My tastes have changed over the years, I like a fight."
He then turned and slammed the door. I laid my head back finally. What the fuck was happening? I was praying that somebody was looking for me. It smelled like vomit and my own blood in whatever this torture dungeon was.
I wanted to gag at the thick smell of death. But I didn't. As pissed as I still was at my dad, I had to make him proud. I was a Herondale. We don't have weaknesses. I closed my eyes and relaxed into the wall. I was hoping my skull wasn't cracked and it was just cut open. I was also praying that it would clot soon.
I wasn't going to go out without a fight.
HEYYYYY GUYS!
HOW WAS IT? ARE YOU SHOCKED? ARE YOU SURPRISED?
I ALWAYS KNEW ELLIE WAS A FIGHTER, BUT EVEN IM A LITTLE SHOCKED AT WHERE MY BRAIN TOOK ME WITH JONATHAN'S NEW PLANS. BUT CANT SAY IM SURPRISED, HE WAS ALWAYS A CREEPY FREAK.
OKAYY YALL SO HONESTLY IVE HAD A REALLY GOOD TIME WITH THIS CHAPTER AND ITS LONGER THAN THE LAST ONE. SO I HOPE THATS ALL WELL AND GOOD.
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ELLE
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