Clary's POV: Phase 1
"Be careful," Jace said and kissed me. It was full of desperation and rushed. It was a kiss that said "come back to me!" I nodded.
"I will," I put the flashlight between my teeth and Jace gave me a leg up. I shimmied up the laundry chute. I heard Max behind me and pulled myself up further. I used my teeth to angle the flashlight up. When we reached the first exit I looked back at Max and shook my head. We were going to the one in my room. He nodded. We climbed up further. When we reached my room I slowly opened the chute to see if anyone was there. A flash of lightening illuminated the room. It was clear. I climbed out and pulled Max out, setting him on the floor.
"When I tell you to run, you run. You go next door and tell them what's happened. Stay there and get then to call the police," When Izzy tried earlier she couldn't get through. He nodded and I hugged him. "Be brave Max and stay safe. Once you're out don't come back untill the police have got them." With that I inched the door opened. I couldn't see anyone so we crept out. They were on the fourth floor. I took Max downstairs. Once he was out the door I went back up to the stairs on the third floor. I flattened myself against the wall and peered around the edge. My heart was pounding so loud I bet they could hear it. Another lightening flash and my eyes settled on the shapes on the sofas. They were sitting down, flicking through something, flashlights lighting up the pages.
"The girls are pretty fit," One guy said. The others agreed. Pigs, I thought, disgustedly.
"Could sell 'em to Mr B. 'E'd pay well for 'em," another said.
"Nah, we'd gonna have a bit o' fun with 'em first!" The third one said. I saw they had left the two guys I had knocked out laying where I had left them. Now for the distraction. I crept up to the fifth floor and left my phone there so it was resting on a pipe. I set a timer for one minute before creeping downstairs to the ground floor. I heard the alarm go off, it vibrated around the house, making it seem everywhere and nowhere at the same time. There was swearing and voices. That was my que. I ran to the basement and unlocked the door, my heart pounding so fast I thought it was going to fly. Izzy started to play the recordings and they ran out. I locked the door again after them.
Time for phase 2.
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We crept into Izzy's room, taking the items we needed with us. We took a net, a swivel chair, pepper spray and thick duck tape. Izzy and I hid behind the door with the things. Jace crept up. They were on the next floor. We could hear the voices. Izzy squeezed my hand and I squeezed it back. Lightening flashed.
"We'll be fine," I reassured her.
"What was that?" One of the guys asked.
"Go check," another suggested savagely. There was the sound of footsteps and then Jace walked into the room. He backed over to the far wall and winked at us.
"Oi!" He called quietly. Someone stopped in the door way. "Come and get me!"
"How did you get out?"
"Never mind that! Come and get me!" Jace smirked. The man didn't seem to like that and stepped forward. Izzy brought out the net and threw it over his head. I chucked the pepper spray to Jace who used it in the mans eyes which caused him to stumble back into the chair I had placed behind him. I started to wrap tape around him as Izzy and Jace spun the chair around in circles. We finished and I covered the mans mouth with duck tape. He whimpered and I grinned.
"Sucks to be you!" I whispered and high fived the others.
"Where's Aidan?" One of the other two guys asked.
"No names!" The other told him.
"Sorry, I'll go check." Footsteps sounded on the stairs. We looked at each other in panic, what would he do if he caught us? It wouldn't be good. I had withstood some pretty shitty things with Sebastian but Izzy and Jace hadn't. We all hid behind the door. The man walked in.
"Aidan?" Aidan whimpered and the door swung shut. The guy turned towards us but I brought my fist down on his head. He collapsed, the sound of him hitting the floor disguised by the thunder that rumbled. I took the duck tape, putting it over his mouth, around his legs and around his wrists. Izzy grabbed him and we pulled him over to the other side of the room. Izzy pulled a rope out and we tied him up before hanging him upside down by a hook that hung on the ceiling.
"Four down, one to go," I whispered. We crept down stairs. We were on. The last flight when I tripped and went crashing to the bottom.
"Shit, shit, shit!" I growled quietly, getting up and running my leg. It would bruise for sure. Footsteps sounded, running down towards us. My eyes widened and I pulled the others to the kitchen where we hid on opposite sides of the door. Izzy and I on one, Jace on the other. Lightening flashes and for a second I saw the mans harsh jawline, tanned face, angled features and the scar that ran across his throat, like he had been hanged but had survived. He turned away and I swear he saw us. He didn't though and looked back into the living room. I motioned for Jace to give me a knife. He shook his head and I motioned for him to throw it. He did reluctantly, wincing and looking away as I caught it by the handle.
I crept out from behind the door, much to Jace and Izzy's dismay and disappointment. The man turned around in a flash when I stood on a creaky floorboard. I swore in my head. The man pulled out a knife and chucked it at me. I grabbed a chopping board and held it up as a shield. He threw another knife and this one scratched my arm. I saw Izzy had crossed the room and was holding Jace back. I grabbed the knife out the chopping board and slashed at the man. He walked backwards and we sparred in bathe middle of the living room. The thunder and lightening crashed and rumbled around. The wind rang down the chimneys and the rain pellets splattered against the windows. The front door was flung open and I looked up briefly to see Nathan, Jake and their dad, all laden with weapons such as baseball bats and rolling pins. I gave a snicker before the man pulled out two Sabres and crossed them, forcing them towards my throat.