Crazypoptartdude: I know that the story is going slow. I have where I want it to go in my head, I just don't know how I'm going to get there yet. And as a result the story goes slow. Sorry.

Disclaimer: I tried to get Cassandra Clare to let me own the Mortal Instruments, but it didn't work, so I ate Nutella.

Jace P.O.V.-

"It can't be Luke calling!" Jace said, looking at his phone in disbelief.

"Why?" Alec said, putting an icepack on his shoulder. They had wrestled for a long time and Alec had come put with bruises up his arm and a scratch on the side of his face. Jace had a black eye and a big bruise of the back of his right leg.

"Because, it's two in the after noon and that is a normal hour to call someone. He calls people at four thirty in the morning. I swear something happened." Jace said, answering the phone. He could hear Alec laughing.

"Hello?" He asked, expecting Jocelyn or Jonathan to answer back.

"Jace, go to the main building." It was Luke.

"Have you been possessed?"

"Excuse me?!" Luke asked, his voice squeaking.

"You didn't call in the early hours of the morning, I was wondering if something happened to you and we should be concerned." Jace said.

"What, no, no," Luke said, his voice dying out with each word. "Just go to the building. Please. And bring Alec."

"Okay, goodbye, Luke impersonator." Jace heard a groan on the other side of the line and laughed as he hung up.

Jace pulled up in front of the small building that they usually worked in. It had a kitchen and a few bedrooms, and a bathroom but they were all small. The biggest room was the living room, which was where most of their major discussions were held.

"Do you think there's a serial killer in there?" Jace asked.

"No, I just think that Luke realized the world doesn't run on his time table." Alec said, sighing.

"Okay, but if I die, I'm blaming you." Jace said, with complete seriousness. Alec looked at him, with an expression that seemed to be part confusion, annoyance, and anger. Jace jumped out of the car and walked to the front door he pulled it open and almost let out a scream. Because sitting in front of the door was a big, mean...

Duck.

Jace jumped in the air and kicked in surprise. He was going to die, and he was going to blame Alec. He ran around as the duck started to flap its wings and quack. He was jumping and kicking and letting out a long, long string of curse words.

"What the hell?!" He yelled. He wanted to curl up in a ball and hide. He didn't know why, but ducks were the stuff of nightmares to him. He was hyperventilating and almost crying. "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you." Jace said eyeing the bird with it's green head and brown body. "Nasty little monster." He hissed. Just then Luke walked in laughing.

"You can thank Alec for that." He choked out, through his laughs. Alec walked through the door and picked up the bird (read: DEVIL!) and started to pet it's head.

"Where did you get a Goddamned duck? In NEW YORK?!" Jace growled, backing away from his brother and the bird.

"Magnus knows a guy." Alec said. Of course he does. Jace thought.

"Now get rid of it."

"Okay," Alec said. He walked to the corner of the room and grabbed a cage. He placed the duck inside of it and set it down.

Then Luke said something that caught his attention. "We're going to figure out how to get the girls out of Pandemonium."

Jace perked up and sat down in the farthest seat way from the duck. "How are we going to do that?" Jace asked.

"We're figuring it out." Luke said. "We can't just take them all at one time, because that would draw attention, and there are people on the bottom floor of the club until about three in the morning. You guys would have to take one at time, but you wouldn't be able to do that without being caught."

"We could take one at a time in one night, instead of just one per day." Alec said. "Or, we have enough men on our team to bid on a girl and take them."

"I don't think it would be that simple, though." Luke said.

Jace cut in. "We could do it though." The duck quacked and Jace jumped in his seat.

"Jace, you have to consider the possibility that someone might still be in the club, that you didn't see. They would see you and the whole thing would blow up in our faces." Luke said. Alec nodded in agreement.

So they talked for a long time about how they could figure all of this out. Until Jace realized: This would be easier if we had the rest of our team with us.

Emil P.O.V.-

Emil was looking over the people who had last bid on the girls. He knew that it would be useful to keep files on everything, even when people told him it wasn't. He had gone through files and reports he had all of his guards keep on his girls. He had noticed for the last few nights that Clary and Isabelle had been bid on by the same three people. Isabelle had had a night where she had been bid on by a person with the same last name as her, and that was an automatic red flag. And two nights by a person named Simon. Emil was furious though. He had been so careful so that no one could find him, but apparently he hadn't been careful enough.

He looked over Clary's page, she had been won by the same person for three nights. Someone finally found out. He thought, he got an evil smile on his face. And they're going to regret it.

All of the people that worked for him seemed okay with the plan. It wasn't like he hired people with high moral standards to work in his illegal bar/club, that also marketed drugs. All of them except the one he wanted to accept it. Aaron was hard to deal with in these situations, and he wouldn't work at the club, or have anything to do with Emil, if he wasn't being blackmailed into it. Emil looked at the group of men in front of him.

"Do you understand what we're going to do?" He asked them again. They all grunted and nodded, which he assumed meant 'Yes'. He told them they could go, but Aaron stayed. He stalked to his father's desk.

"How are you okay with this?" He spat.

"You're my son, you of all people should know I don't have any regard for human decency." Emil said.

"The worst part is you know that." Aaron said, throwing his hands in the air. His green eyes sparkled with hatred, and for a moment Emil felt remorse, but it passed as quickly as it had come.

"And you know what the worst part is for you? The worst part is that if you tell anyone about what I'm doing here, I have a whole squadron of hit men who are willing to take out that little happy family you've been developing lately." Emil said, smirking. Aaron let out a deep breath through his nose.

"If you hurt Coston or Jasmine, I swear I will kill you and make it look like a bloody accident." He threatened.

"You know, Aaron, the thing is you won't because you take more after your mother that you do me. And that means you have emotions, which is something that left me long ago." Emil had reasons for the way he was, and he didn't regret any of them.

I will update in two days, I don't have time to type anymore tonight, so that's why it's short.

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