CHAPTER 9
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Clarys thoughts were frozen but there was something pulling at her mind, making her heart beat 20973 times too fast.
"Clary! What are you doing?!" It was Sam's concerned voice calling from behind her, she hadn't realized she had begun to walk forward.
"Clary I don't think this is the best idea," Magnus said professionally, but she ignored them, and continued walking forward.
"Clary! Stop!" Sam called, but now she was walking too fast, passing the barred cells with hunched figures in the corner. She didn't know if it was a person or a monster.
She heard noises, buzzing in her mind and whispers of words that said 'keep going,' as if her mind was running amuck. But she kept on walking, and she could now feel the presence of someone following her, as if Magnus and Sam decided that they should go with her.
She didn't slow down for them, and she began to feel the sting of her eyes as she stumbled on her feet, passing the things in the cells who were as close to evil as Satan himself.
She didn't know why she was doing this.
She heard something, and continued to pick up her pace and she heard someone calling her name behind her but she began to run.
She ran pass the cells and tried to ignore the voices in her head, but finally she got distracted and stumbled again over her own feet, this time falling to the ground.
She didn't get up right away, and she lied there. Her sweaty face against the cool dirt floor, and she looked in the cell she was lying in front of.
It was too black to see, but the figure was huddled in the corner, long legs stretching out in front of it. And when it saw Clary it began to move towards her.
Clary didn't know whether to scream or to cry her throat was too dry and her mind not was working properly. She felt paralyzed as the creature moved feline-like towards her and she found she couldn't move her legs.
She could see the dim light of the match coming up behind, lighting everything up.
"Clary," Sam huffed, and now Clary could see the face of the so called monster. Dark hair matted to his forehead, dirty and ripped t-shirt clinging to his chest, and mud covered jeans.
She thought she'd never see him again, and this time she found it in her throat, the one thing she had wanted to scream for 2 years now.
She lifted her head off of the ground and put her dirt covered hands against the bars.
"Simon!"
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He didn't answer; his eyes were searching her as she desperately grabbed at the iron bars separating them.
"Simon! Simon! Are you alright?!" her vision was blurred by tears. Magnus came and kneeled down beside Clary.
"Magnus!" She shouted, "Magnus you need to get the bars open! You need to get him out!" Clary pulled at the Iron bar, Simons hand was also up against the bars and when she accidentally glazed it with her fingers he flinched backwards.
"Magnus!" She sobbed,
"Clary honey, I'm not supposed to have my powers here and if I use them to make an escape for one of their prisoners?!"
"But he isn't a prisoner!" She screamed at him, Magnus was taken aback. "Please!" She cried.
"Clarissa I can't!" He said harshly and her hands fell from the bars and she cradled her head in her hands, sobbing.
"Clary?" Her head shot up to Simon, but suddenly it wasn't Simon. It was a boy, with a dead pale face and frightened eyes. His blonde hair clung to his forehead, matted with blood. His wrists were tied by manacles, his wrists bleeding, she gasped. It was .Jace.
And then, everything changed, and Jace disappeared. Magnus was looking at her with doubtful eyes, and Simon still sat on the other side of the bars, looking dazed and half dead.
It was as if Clary just had a dream,
Daydreaming?
No, more like a memory.
"Where's my bag?" Clary demanded sniffling but voice strong. Magnus handed her a knapsack she had found at the Institute. She dug her hand inside and felt something hard and cool and pulled it out.
A long steel rested in her hands, Magnus gasped.
Clary didn't hesitate as she began to draw on the lock of the cell. Images soared through her mind, along with thoughts and whispers of nothings from the past.
"Stand back," She said aloud as she finished, and they watched as the locked melted as if it were 100000 degrees, the ruined lock fell at her feet and the cell slowly opened.
"Simon!" She screamed, running towards him and enveloping him in a hug. He was cold, and non responsive. She looked at his eyes which were glassy and dazed.
"What's wrong with him?" She cried.
"Blood, he needs blood!" Magnus called, and she turned around to meet Sam's confused eyes,
"I need your pocket knife." She said with urgency, he looked at her incredicoulously.
"No! Clary you are not cutting yourself!" He said in disbelief and she turned to glare at him, never had Clary ever looked at him in such a way.
"Give it to me."
"No. I am not letting you cut yourself!" he said back boldly,
Her glare remained and she raised her voice, "I need to save him Sam! I need to save my best friend!" She screamed, and finally a moment later she processed what she had just said.
Sam looked as if she had slapped him, and in comlpete shock he slwoly tossed something at her, without looking her in the eyes.
It landed by her feet, and hit the floor with a small thwack. She looked down at the pocket knife lying on the ground.
She felt bad for saying what she did to Sam but she didn't have any time to waste, she grabbed the knife and took the blade to her wrist. She winced in pain as the blood flowed from the cut.
"Will it hurt?" Clary called over her shoulder to Magnus, who replied,
"Not anymore then that did."
Clary put her wrist in front of Simon's mouth, and a drop of blood fell in.
Clary watched as his eyes opened, and he desperately grabbed at her wrist.
She closed her eyes as he sucked her blood.
Finally Magnus came in a pried him off of Clary and he sat up in a daze and looked at her.
"Clary?" He gasped,
"Simon!" She squealed and once again threw her arms around him. This time he hugged back, holding her tight against his chest. She was so happy she could now feel the tears stream down her cheeks and she heard him whisper over and over again in her hair
"I can't believe it's you."
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