Chapter 4
Clary was watching as the scene played out. She knew that she was no longer conscious but it didn't faze her. She just wanted to know what was happening.
Jace still reminded her of a lion as he cut demons necks, slicing them and spilling ichor all over the place. Demons were slashing at his shadowhunter gear and his arms. Blood was dripping down his arms, circling round his wrists in a dance and then dripping onto the weed covered grass outside the Institute.
Clary knew all the others were here but she couldn't take her eyes off Jace. He looked so torn, no emotion in his golden eyes. Moonlight reflected off Jace's hair and he looked beautiful, not that he didn't all of the time.
Suddenly he looked in Clary's direction and gasped. "Clary?" He whispered.
She didn't know what to do. She's had dreams like this before but no one had ever seen him. The love that was in his eyes vanished. A figure stepped through Clary. It was like she was a ghost.
As Clary looked up from the stop where the person had gone through.
She recognised it immediately as her. She was wearing her Shadowhunter clothes and six inch stiletto heels but she walked in a different way. This Clary glided across the surface, she seemed to not be touching any the ichor or the mud, her form slowly approaching Jace. Clary followed her, getting close to Jace and wanting to reach out and touch him.
As she reached him and stood next to Jace she jolted. The Clary in her vision looked exactly like her except her eyes. Her eyes were black. No white or green showed and it made her whole figure look terrifying.
Jace had stopped fighting; the demons grabbed at him but he made no struggle. As Clary looked around she saw everyone trapped, no one looked able to get out of it. There were too many demons; most of the shadowhunters were out of blades or weapons. Alec was down to brute force smashing them in with his fists and kicking them with the force of his feet. Magnus looked drained, as the bolts of lightning got smaller and less often, the smaller demons clawing at his ankles and lower legs.
As she looked back to her Jace she saw him on his knee's tears ran down his beautiful face.
"Don't cry Jace... Please..." Clary begged but she knew he couldn't hear her.
He was staring up at the terrifying Clary. She showed no pity, her face showing no emotion. She never tried to help him though she had a full belt of weapons.
Jace sniffed and looked back into Clary's blackened eyes. "Clary? You're not like this baby. You're kind and decent and gentle. You love me remember? You agreed to marry me. Come on Clary, baby, you have to remember me."
Demon Clary drew her arm up and reached behind her back to grab the handle of the massive sword on her back. The blade came out it's restraint with a swish, the moonlight making it gleam as she held it in her hand facing the floor.
Jace didn't seem scared. He didn't seem to be scared of what she seemed to be doing. He made no struggle out the demons hold. Clary knew deep down inside her what this deranged form of her was going to do but it didn't seem to hurt.
Except for the pain in her chest. It went on and off in a hurry. It wasn't a blinding pain but it ached. She felt like someone was sitting on her chest.
The blackened Clary opened her mouth but a demonic sound came out. Not her voice but someone else's. "Any last words, Jonathan Lightwood before I kill you?"
Jace was shaking his head as Clary stepped forward with the sword. She lifted to his head and with one hand pulled his face down so he was looking at the floor; she drew the sword back up readying for the descent. The real Clary bent down so she could see his face under the curtain of blonde hair. He had his eyes squeezed shut and he was muttering something. As she got closer she heard what he was saying.
"I love you. I will always love. I love you so much Clarissa Fray. God how much I wanted you to be Clarissa Lightwood. I love you. I will always love you."
Clary was sobbing as she saw Jace like this. He was always so strong and he never gave up. She wanted to shout at him for doing so but she knew he wouldn't hear.
The ache in her chest was getting more and more persistent. She heard a swish of air as the knife was brought down.
CLARY AWOKE, FILLING HER LUNGS WITH AIR. It felt like she hadn't used them. She sat up and Jace was there on his knees in front of her. Wet lines ran down his face from tears. He looked hopeless like he did in her vision. His face changed to relieved after he looked at her for a couple of seconds and he brought her in a tight hug.
People were crowding them. Issy, Simon, Alec, Magnus, Maryse and Robert were standing in the small room making it cramped but everyone seemed to be out of breath and horror struck.
"What happened?" Clary was surprised to find her voice was harsh and weak. And it hurt to speak.
"God, Clary I thought I'd lost you." Jace breathed in her ear.
Clary pulled back and looked at him. "What do you mean?" She eyed everyone. They all looked as confused as her.
"You like went into a trance and then your eyes went white. And you started talking about Angel Children and how they were the key. And a portal. We need to find a portal. And how something was happening. It had happened before, but you didn't say. It wasn't your voice. It sounded odd."
Simons stepped forward. He had hold of Issy's hand. "I heard Jace shout- barely- from the library and I came running with everyone. We thought you were dead. Jace was trying to bring you back an then your back arched up like something was dragging at your heat and you woke up." He scratched his head and looked round at the others and then back at Clary. "What happened?"
She drew closer to Jace, hugging him tighter. "I don't know." She whispered. "I don't know."
So I thought it would be a nice treat to have two in two days. Did this quite quickly as I knew what I wanted it to turn out like... Bet you're all surprised... Hey... Hey?
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