Hello there people of earth. :D I'm back. And like I said, my schedule is hectic with homework that takes 3 hours every night even on weekends so I really don't ever know when I will update. But I finally was able to write up a chapter in my note book… So here ya go :) (It is kind of short)
Chapter Songs:
Lonely Lullaby – Owl City (Jace)
Rescue Me – You Me at Six & Chiddy (Clary)
Previously on Chloroform
"Jace. Oh, god, Jace. Please. Help us. Please hur- AH!" "Mrs. Fray!" "Help. Please." The phone clicked off.
Jace POV
I stopped in my tracks. The line had gone dead. "Hello?" I asked timidly into the phone, the pit of worry in my stomach increasing at an alarming rate.
"Jace, what is going on?" Isabelle asked with concern lining her voice.
"That was Clary's mom. I heard fighting in the background, and then she said 'help' and the line went dead." I had already started jogging to the door, grabbing a few daggers on the way there. Alec and Isabelle were following behind me with confused looks displayed on their faces.
"Wait," Alec started "Do you even know what they need with? Do you even know what they are fighting? Jace!"
I turned around and faced Alec. "What?! My girlfriend could possibly be dying right now! I don't have time to wonder what is wrong! I just have to get there as soon as possible and help them!" I practically yelled at him. With that, I turned around and ran out the door.
*o.0.o*
Outside, it was dark. The moon was up high, providing a small amount of light. I ran around the side of the Institute and stopped at a bare wall. There, I started to draw the portal rune Clary had taught me. As soon as I lifted the stele, the drawing became a glowing doorway.
I stepped through it with only one thought in mind. Clary. Suddenly I was falling, and then landing outside of Luke's house. I could hear fighting inside, and then a huge crashing noise. There weren't many lights on so this must have been a surprise attack. I ran to the front door and flung it open.
Jocelyn was fighting a strong looking man but she was surely winning. Luke was facing off against two average-looking men and in my mind I thought of the odds of Luke losing was slim to none because he was a werewolf. I continued my line of sight around the room until my eyes caught sight of two men holding a limp Clary in between them. The one holding her up under her armpits had a cloth on her face. The other one with a beard was yelling at his partner and telling everyone to scatter.
I ran towards the men but a big burly man got in my way. As soon as I stopped he went in for a punch but it was sloppy and not aimed. I grabbed it and twisted. As soon as he fell I stomped my foot on his chest, which knocked the air out of him effectively. I kicked him in the side and he passed out.
I looked around the room for Clary and I saw a flash of red by the back door. As I ran towards them, I noticed all the kidnappers were thinning out. I pondered this for a moment then returned to the more important task at hand. As I ran out the door, I saw the goonies but Clary into the bed of a pickup truck.
"Clary!" I yelled, starting to run after them. The men heard me and hopped into the bed while simultaneously, the truck started to move. I started running fast, faster than I have ever run before.
The kidnappers were urging the driver to make the truck pink up speed. But, I kept running. Faster. Faster. Faster. Until there was no humanly way possible to go any faster. But, I wasn't a human. I was a Shadowhunter.
The truck had gained speed and was still gaining it. I wasn't going to give up this time though. My girlfriend was in the back of that truck and I'd be damned if I let someone take her away again.
Faster. Faster. I kept thinking. I poured the last burst of energy into my sprint. The men in the bed of the truck were looking at him with pure hatred. The bearded man bent down in the truck and came back up just as quickly but this time, holding a gun in his hand. Jace wasn't afraid of getting shot but then the man brought Clary's limb body into his hands and put the gun to her head.
I skidded to a stop. I wanted my girlfriend back. But, I wanted her alive. The truck sped off into the distance, until I couldn't see anything but a speck in my vision.
Clary POV
I woke up in an unknown room. There was nothing except for a mirror and a door. There was no handle visible on the door though, just a big plank on wood. The floors and walls were cement and completely uncomfortable. My hands were handcuffed to a metal half-circle that was nailed to the wall. Taking a quick assessment of my body, I saw, surprisingly, that I was completely unscathed.
My kidnapper must really want me unharmed because I know I got at least 5 bruises while fighting.
I was sitting in the same position some amount of time later when I heard voices and footsteps getting closer and closer. He door started to open, but it wasn't like the movies where the door opened ever so slowly. Oh no, this one flew open with such force is had to have cracked the wood.
Being eager–not in a good way–to see my captor, I didn't spare a second to look up to the face of the looming figure. Oh man, how I wish I hadn't looked.
Standing before me was someone I thought was a friend. Someone I trusted.
Maia.
Hello! Thank you for reading my second chapter to Chloroform! It really does mean a lot. And I kind of wanted to do a contest type thing… The first person that can comment my top two favorite TV Shows can either get a One-Shot dedicated to them or a sneak peek to Chapter three! :D I love you guys!
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