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GAH! NVM! Clace vs. Clent! We start tallying….. NOW! And whichever one wins will be the ending to the story! NO TAKEBACKS! AND IF YOU GUYS DON'T GET WHICHEVER YOU VOTE FOR, PLEASE DON'T HATE US! WE'RE DOING THIS FOR THE MAJORITY OF PPL HERE! It seems respectful and reasonable enough.
Got a PM about this: Is Max dead?
Yes, he is dead. Sorry about that.
Have fun reading!
Within seconds, such an innocent face had become demonic. Red tail with a point, eyes yellow with black slits (not like Magnus), teeth sharper than a vampire or a wolf's, and a body even bigger than the Incredible Hulk. The seraph blade in Sebastian's hands was nothing.
"How the fuck did that become your son?" Clary screeched, her sai swords now pointless. She needed long ranged weapons. Runes, was the key.
"Well, a couple of daily injections to the Seelie Queen. No big deal. She came to me for this 'new species'. I just gave her what she wanted. And no we are not a thing. Call it a one-night stand." Sebastian grinned mischievously at the redhead who had her swords tucked into her belt, but a stele ready for the air.
"And when did that happen?" Clary wasn't feeling sarcastic today, but panic. She had never had to face off something so large. Let alone her own nephew. Her mind flew off to Spadix for help, their bond as strong as ever, and Izzy who was still behind the stack of bookcases. Or so she thought.
"And when did that happen?" she heard Clary say with much hesitation yet power in her voice. She couldn't just stand here and be useless! Jocelyn was tied to a chair, Clary was facing off with her brother and nephew, and there she was, watching it all happen. She knew she couldn't take on Sebastian and that beast with just Clary and a weak Jocelyn. It was common sense. She needed help.
What was it? That rune… THAT RUNE! Izzy's fingers flew down to her stele. The ruby tip etched the floor, quite silent compared to the amount of noise that came from Caleb's breathing. Putting a darkness rune beside it, the illuminating light from the portal went unnoticed. Slipping into the ground, she found herself standing on the kitchen island. Above her was the portal, right on the ceiling.
"What the hell?" Carmen , the group of 4 (Kate, Janice, Brendan, Carmen) had all now heard of the engagement and had come over to celebrate. Damien and Francesca were in the living room and had come over to see what was going on.
"Where have you been?" asked Alec from the bar.
"Shh. Clary's in trouble. She's fighting a half-fey, half-demon, her own nephew, Caleb. Sebastian's there too, and Jocelyn, but she's tied up. COME ON!" She whisper shouted, afraid that noise could travel through the portal. Without a minute to waste, everyone was getting onto the kitchen island and jumping upwards towards the portal.
"About 10 weeks ago. He grows every week." Sebastian shrugged at that. "It was predictable." His attitude was no where near like himself. He seemed softer, sweeter, but another thing that was predictable was, it was just a game.
"A half-fey, half-demon Hm… So, if he ages a year through that whole week, how long would it take for him to die? Or decompose? Whichever one you prefer." Clary shrugged her shoulders, relaxing them and tilting her head. Her voice had become more confident but it was still wavering slightly, and so was her feet, stumbling backwards with every puff Caleb let out.
"I don't know. He'll probably reach maturity within half a year," said Sebastian, observing his nails. "Now, are we done here? I'd like some action, and my son needs training." Clary rolled her eyes and twirled the swords around her fingers, getting a better feel for it.
"I'd say-"
"No," said a stern voice from behind. Gent came from the shadows and started to stand next to Clary. He had 2 ruined blades. Clary had engraved those runes onto those blades just for him. It was a birthday present for when he turned 17.
"My, my, who it this? Your little boy toy?"
"Uh, NO! Do you not see this finger?" She seriously wanted to smack that 'man' in the face. Her fingers waved in the air, showing off the beautiful diamond to her blood brother. Off to the side, Jocelyn was teary eyed. But, it wasn't possible to tell whether it was from the happiness that her daughter found someone that she approved of, how irritated she was since she was just 18, or from the pain of the ropes that kept her tied to the chair. Caleb had done then. Quite a strong boy there.
"Why the fuck would you go for her? Permanently? Do you know how annoying this girl gets once she starts to talk? It's terrifying." Sebastian shivered at the thought.
"I'm not annoying! I just happen to irritate you. And honestly, I'm proud of it."
"There were go again with the talking and rambling. Caleb," he called out. The beats' head turned to face his father. "Kill them already. I'm tired of listening to this crap. Have fun. And don't forget, we've got your birthday to celebrate so please, do well and make me proud like you always do!" Caleb stomped his foot in excitement, making the ground seem to shift beneath them.
"Get Caleb. I'll handle Sebastian." Gent nodded and Clary as she ran towards the blonde haired half-demon, half-Shadowhunter.
"Be careful," he called as she disappeared in the odd smoke that seemed to be caused by Magnus. With Caleb's tall height, he wouldn't be able to see through the fog by his waist. Good thinking.
"Dear, sister. Where are you?" Sebastian's voice sounded as if he was that red thing from PowerPuff Girls. It was so disturbing, like a rapist coming at you from all directions.
Clary didn't say a word.
"Don't be afraid… I can't hurt you. I need you alive and well to serve me right. " Clary shivered, but stayed strong. She roamed the room. To be honest, it wasn't very large, but it was big enough to be lost in. So, she went off to the side and kept walking until she hit a wall.
"Where are you?"
Moving further away was a dark silhouette that seemed to have no head. It was his blonde hair. Clary immediately fired a knife by her belt, seeing as her sai swords could only be used with closer ranged battles. The knife struck the shoulder of the figure. Clary instantly ran up to it, spotting her brother lying in pain from the ground. She could see the wound trying to heal around the knife, but she pushed in deeper. Hearing a strained scream, she turned around and saw Caleb writing on the ground, flinching, altering from his demon self and Shadowhunter self.
"You're connected to your son…" Clary muttered under her breath. Looking at her bleeding brother, she jabbed another knife into his thigh. This was too easy. "What happened to the fighting Shadowhunter, raised by the indestructible Morgenstern? What happened to him? Huh?"
"You're… my sister… Please… help me…" the bleeding was a painful sight, physical pain. Not in the sadist way, Clary liked it. He deserved to be hurt somehow. He was on the most wanted list for the Clave, and every other Institute there ever was. Some destroyed, some hidden, and some so well-known that it was predicted the he would show up there some time. No matter what, he deserved to die.
"Help you, how?" Clary played along, acting worried.
"Cover this rune… it'll save Caleb…" He gestured to a rune on his neck. Save Caleb? Why did he care? Didn't he just 'create' him so that he would do the killing for him? And because of the Seelie Queen? Making the new species? thought Clary.
However, no matter how much Clary kept jumping back and forth with the idea, she did as she was told. Taking out a knife, she plunged it into his torso, then started to draw a paralysing rune on his neck to cover the bonding rune. With each stroke there was across the bonding rune, Caleb screamed in agony. He looked as if his bones were being ripped off. His eyes changed from a dark black to blue, and Sebastian stayed still as his son came to be a Shadowhunter.
"Why haven't you killed me yet?" asked Sebastian.
"This was way too easy. You're hiding something aren't you?"
"Caleb was all I hid from anyone," he choked. "I was just following fathers' orders."
"To destroy all Shadowhunters and turn them to your own personal minions?" Clary questioned as she knelt beside her brother, looking him in the eye.
"No… to…" he coughed, blood trickling rapidly down the corner of his mouth. "to…" he coughed again, large amounts of red liquid spilling onto the concrete floor. "save…" and he was gone.
"Ave atque vale, Sebastian. May the demons of hell take you no where near Valentine Morgenstern," sighed Clary, sliding her hand across his eyes and closing them for the last time.
Sorry it's so short. TEEN WOLF IS TOO IMPORTANT!
We'll tell you what happened with Caleb and the rest of the NYC and HK gang in the next chapter!