(Warning: Graphic Violence, I have taken some liberties with the story line and made it AU, I hope you like it! I want to say thank you too Moonlight Blizzard for the Luke suggestion!)
Alec's body and mind were flooded with terror and pain as he tried to find Jace. Even though he knew this was all in Jace's head it looked, smelled and even felt absolutely real. The heat was over whelming as he climbed the stone staircase in search of his friend stopping only when he heard voices. He carefully edged along the wall and peered through a small opening in the door what he saw made his heart skip a beat. The demon woman was hideous and when she spoke it was not a woman's voice but Valentine's and the things she said made his stomach lurch, things that they had done to Jace. He wanted to go rip her heart out but knew he was no match for her on his own so he set out to find his parabatai.
He swore he'd climbed thousands of steps and was about to just give up when he caught sight of a large wooden door a few more feet up, the last door on the stair way. He carefully pushed the door open and nearly yelped when it creaked loudly. "Damn it! Way to stay quiet Lightwood", he berated himself. Checking to be sure no one had been alerted to his presence he carefully stepped through the door. He looked down a short hall that had what appeared to be prison cells along it's walls. One by one he checked them and with each cell he found empty his heart dropped. The smell of blood and filth was getting stronger with each step, nearly gagging him by the time he reached the last stone chamber.
"No," he choked on his own sob, falling to his knees in front of the iron bars. "Jace?" There next to the back wall, chained, bleeding laying in a pool of his own blood and filth was his best friend, his brother. He tried to open the door but the bars were to strong. "Jace!"
He heard the door creak open and tried to pretend he was unconscious because he couldn't take another bout with Valentine. He felt like his was split open from the inside out and his throat was so sore and swollen that he could barely catch his breath. He heard someone call his name and he did his best not to flinch but that voice, he'd know it anywhere. "A..alec?"
"Oh my God are you ok? Of course you're not ok!" he said panicked. He was in way over his head and needed help.
"What do you want?" Jace asked wondering what this new torture would bring. "You want to hurt me because I took your parents attention away from you? Because I never returned your feelings for me?" He looked up at Alec, the whites of his eyes pure blood from being strangled by Valentine and his earlier activities. A shiver tore through him, "that's it isn't it? Come to take what I wouldn't give?" He wouldn't show fear again it only made it worse. There was no recovery for him now, he would die here and if by some miracle he did get rescued he'd never be able to face anyone again, angel code be damned. There was only one thing they could hurt him more then Alec's betrayal and if there were a God he would take him before it ever happened.
Alec was dumbfounded. What ever happened to him he'd never seen Jace like this or anyone else for that matter. It hurt that his best friend would think he'd stoop to raping him. He should know better! Alec would never do anything like that. "Wha.. how could you say something like that?" tears brimmed in his eyes as he clung to the cell bars.
Jace gritted his teeth forcing his head high, "Do your worst."
Alec backed away from the cell severing the connecting bond between them.
Robert jumped to his feet and went to Alec's side when he sat up in the bed gasping. "What happened?"
Alec didn't answer him, just clung to his father trying to swallow back tears. Once he got his breathing under control he pulled away and stood. "I can't help him," was all he managed before running out the door.
Luke took a deep, steadying breath as he stood in the circle. He could feel the power surging through him as the silent brother's voices begin to ring in his head. He jumped when he heard Phillip's voice. "I want you to go back to the time just before Celine Herondale conceived Jace."
He thought for several moments trying to get the time just right but he was having trouble. Everything that had gone on at the time, the bite, the changing it was hard to remember when someone else's wife go pregnant.
"Luke," Emeel's voice broke through, "You're trying to hard. Open your mind and let go, allow me to control your thoughts."
He took a deep breath, it was hard for him to open himself like this but for Jace he would do it. The memories moved so rapidly before his eyes that it made him dizzy and he fell to his knees clutching the ground for a semblance of balance. He saw Valentine talking to him just like it was happening in that very moment, he remembered this conversation. It was right before his attack. "Damn it Valentine you're going to get your family killed!" How could he be so damn reckless with Jonathon and Jocelyn even if she hadn't told him she was pregnant again.
"It's for the greater good Lucian! You use to believe in my vision as much as I do. What happened?" He walked around his parabatai like a vicious animal stalking it's prey. He stopped behind him, leaning close speaking in a low growl, "You will never have her Greymark. She is mine!"
He spun to face his friend, "I would never try to take her from you. She chose you Valentine and I accepted that but it seems you haven't!" He was tired of this same fight over and over. "Afraid she's realizing she made the wrong choice?" He didn't see Hodge sneaking up behind him before he hit the ground unconscious.
"This isn't right," Hodge said dropping the bloodied piece of wood to the ground. "Lucian is our friend, your parabatai."
Valentine shook his head, "You will never get anywhere in this life if you live it in fear? You're afraid of your own shadow Hodge; weak and sad."
Hodge looked down at his feet. All he ever wanted to do was please Valentine, to be a part of the inner circle of the circle but he never could quite attain that goal. He would do what ever it took to earn Valentine's trust even if it meant hurting Luke to do it. "What's next?"
"Lets get him into Herondale's house."
They carried him into the house that belonged to Stephen and Celine Herondale placing him on the sofa. Hodge listened to Valentine explain what they were going to do next and when he was finished Hodge fell into a nearby chair. "You can't!"
"Well logistically you will be 'handling' Luke. I will take care of Celine." He stood and tossed Hodge a small plastic container. "When you get the sample bring it to the bedroom and be quick because the potion I gave Celine will wear off soon."
"Enough," Emeel said as she watched Luke writhe on the ground in pain, sweating profusely, blood pouring from his nose. Both she and Phillip approached, kneeling down beside him.
"No, it's not true. I would have remembered, I..."
"Had your memories erased and then we're fed to wolves. Valentine had hoped you would have been killed. He never expected you to survive that attack," Phillip explained.
"Could it be true? Could he really be..."
Jace looked up when he heard footsteps approaching and couldn't believe his eyes. "Luke! You found me, I knew you would find me." He sagged in his bonds as Luke took a key out of his pocket and opened the cell. "How?" he struggled to form a coherent thought much less a sentence.
"Shhh," Luke soothed as he unlocked the cuffs holding him prisoner.
Jace whimpered as blood flooded to his limbs causing his entire body to throb with his heartbeat. "Noooo," he gasped when he was lifted into his arms and carried to the bed clinging to him the best he could with numb arms. "I knew you wouldn't give up."
"What did they do to you kid," he asked as he looked him over.
"It...it was Valentine. I don't know how but it was, I swear," it all came out in a rush. "He..he did things, he.."
"You mean you let him do things to you," Luke said angrily.
"What? No! He.. he forced me, I swear! Please, you have to believe me," he sobbed.
Luke shook his head disapprovingly, "Is that true Parabatai? Did you force him?"
Jace tried to scramble away when Valentine walked into the cell but Luke held him in place. "He begged me for every second of it," Valentine smirked. "Harder, faster, more, please," he teased.
"No," Jace shook his head. This wasn't right none of it. "Luke please!"
"He begs so nice doesn't he," Valentine purred.
"I think he needs to be punished," Luke said as he painfully flipped Jace on to his stomach. "I'll hold him," they both laughed almost manically.
Valentine grabbed a cane from outside of the cell and approached him. "This is going to hurt you a lot more then it's going to hurt us."
Robert and Simon nearly jumped out of their skin when Luke, Emeel and Phillip appeared in the infirmary in a blinding flash of light. "By the Angel!" Robert shouted.
"Sorry," Emeel nodded. "Time is of the utmost importance."
"You know how to help him?" Simon asked.
"We do," Luke nodded sitting on the side of his bed. He took the offered dagger from Phillip and held it above Jace's chest.
"What the hell?" Simon shouted grabbing Luke's arm. "Your solution is to kill him?"
Robert pulled Simon away from Luke, "Trust him. He would never harm Jace." Reluctantly Simon relented but still stood ready to intervene if he didn't like what was happening.
Luke took the dagger and cut a rune in Jace's chest over his heart then done the same in the palm of his hand. They were rune's unknown to shadow hunters anywhere, rune's given to him by Emeel.
Jace had no fight left in him. Every blow to his raw back with the can, every laugh from Valentine and Luke took a bit more of his will to live. He knew that Luke would never do this, never hurt him in any way but he couldn't explain what was happening either. Luke was here, he could feel him, smell him but in his heart he refused to believe it. He was pulled from his thoughts when the cell door clanked open again and suddenly the pain stopped. He saw Valentine hit the ground and disappear into a cloud of dust like his body had been shattered then suddenly he was being lifted again. "No!"
"Shhh," Luke soothed taking his son into his arms. It was unnerving to say the least looking at his doppelganger.
Jace looked at the Luke who'd just lifted him into his arms then to the Luke who was still on the bed looking almost fearful. "What?"
"You're safe now, I've got you kid," Luke assured, holding him tighter.
"You'll never be able to leave this place. You have succeeded in only trapping your self as well." Luke's visage faded and the demon's true form came out.
Luke shivered at seeing her true form for the first time. "You are one ugly bitch." Jace chuckled at first but soon was laughing almost hysterically and Luke was truly worried he'd had a psychotic break. He couldn't wait any longer he had to act now and pray Emeel and Phillip had enough time to set the trap. He pulled the dagger out of his pocket and cut Jace's chest again causing him to cry out then sliced across his own chest using his hand to mix the blood.
"No!" Lilith screeched. "Impossible!"