Hey so got a new chapter up! Oh and just for fun I was wondering if you can guess where I got the name for Jace's angel blade in this chapter because I used it from a show I watched last night! Anyway if you guess right I'll dedicated the next chapter to you! Hope you like this one!
Clary sulked down the hallway, wishing she had a steel so she could make a soundless rune, and searched down the stairs for Jonathan. After deciding he was no where in sight, Clary moved down the stairs and into the main foyer. Slowly she scanned the room, and only one thought went through her head. this is too easy.
suddenly the whoorl-click noise she associated with the clock like robots, started coming from the hallway to her left, and Clary bolted off to the right and followed it until a door appeared and she forced it open.
bright sunlight and a light wind greeted her as Clary stepped outside of the mansion, and she broke into a run, not wanting to look back, just in case, but after a minute or two, her pace dropped to a walk, and looked over her shoulder only to find that no one was there. Clary looked around and after finding a man walking his dog, she strided over to him.
"Do you have a cell phone I can use, I'm running from my...abusive boyfriend and I need a phone." Clary made up on the spot. The man slipped his hand into his pocket, pulling out an iphone, and handed it to Clary before turning away from her and looking to his Labrador.
"Come on, come on pick up." Clary pleaded with the phone, but it went to voice mail. "Crap." She muttered, then looked to the man who was still bent over his dog.
"I'm sorry I wasted your time." Clary replied, walking around to face the man, when his face started to melt away into a black boar-like face. The skin bubbled off and hit the ground with a sizzle, as the beast emerged from the meat suit that once contained him.
The golden Labrador skin also peeled away as a lizard like demon with sharp and boney wings and spine growths emerged from its back. A low growl sent goosebumps up Clarys arms and her grip on the phone tightened as she looked for a weapon to attack the demons with.
"Jonathan won't be happy to see his sister has left his custody so soon." The boar faced demon snarled as acidic droop fell to the ground like bacon on a skillet. "Clary Morgenstern, you haven't done your part in Jonathan's plan."
"Who said I want to help you with anything." Clary snapped back, taking a step back. "I will never agree to help you with anything, I would rather dye." This got the former dog excited but the boar demon held him back.
"Unfortunately, you'll have to wait to offer yourself for slaughter." The boar demon retorted sending the dog in the direction of the mansion. "But that doesn't mean I can't rough you up before Jonathan gets to you."
Clary searched the area-semi-wooded but nearly empty besides a few branches- and Clary darted for the closest branch knowing it would give about as much help as the phone did. Never the less, Clary turned to find the demon looming over her and jabbed the branch into its eye, as it clawed at Clary.
A white hot pain spread from Clary's stomach, and she collapsed to the ground, hearing the demon withering in pain, but Clary knew it wouldn't be long before that pain turned into anger. Painfully, Clary dragged herself on the gravel road and whimpered as the small rocks digged into the gash on her stomach. She made the mistake of looking down on her wouldn, and gagged, but thankfully no bile came.
Scarlet red dripped from the half a foot gash that originated above her right hip and stopped before her first left rib. Gravel dotted the wound along with black icor that only exponentiated the pain.
Finally, Clary reached a small patch of bushes and pulled herself under them in a last ditch effort to escape the wrath of the boar demon. She heard the gravel crunch under the demons feet and pinched her eyes shut as she tried to silence her breathing.
"Clarissa… Clarissa…" The demon called, but Clary guessed that there was a very distinctive blood trail leading him directly to her. "Clari-" a twack and followed by a thud cut off the demon, and she felt herself being lifted out from the bushes.
"Jace?" Clary managed before she blacked out.
Jace bolted through the door, and found Jonathan at the top of the stairs, his face red with anger. Jonathan snapped his head in Jace's direction, and his lip twisted into a smile that looked more like a snarl. After pulling an angle blade and whispering Ezekiel, Jace ready himself for Jonathan's next move.
"Where is she?" Jace shouted, the power in his voice surprising himself. Jonathan smirked and walked down the stairs, as if casually going to meet a friend.
"I have no idea." He replied "seems like she bested me, but that doesn't really matter now. We have much to discuss."
"The hell we do." Jace shot back. "I don't want to have anything to do with you. It's your fault I have this heavenly fire trapped in my veins."
"Maybe, but Clary is the one that stabbed you, not me." Jonathan retorted. "Maybe she didn't want to kill me because I am her brother and she would rather be on my side than yours."
"I refuse to believe that." Though a part of him did. He couldn't help but wonder, even thought Clary had explained that she couldn't find him and only had one chance to save him.
As if Jonathan could read Jace's thoughts, Jonathan continued his story telling. "How could she even chose between us? I am her brother and you are her love. I could not ask her to chose, but I know in her heart she would pick me over you."
"NO!" Jace screamed as he lunged at Jonathan wielding Ezekiel with an expert blow to Jonathan's shoulder. Jonathan slid to the side and Jace wiped after him, until a grotesque flying lizard of a demon burst through the side window and flew in between the two. Jace skidded to a stop to avoid the aerial menace, and watched as it came up to Jonathan and hissed a message under it's breath. Jonathan nodded, and then whipped a blade out from his boot and stabbed the thing out of existence.
"Well I have to cut this meeting short but just remember what we talked about today." Then Jonathan created a portal rune as Jace came after him, but was gone before Jace could reach him.
Jonathan appeared just off a small, partially wooded trail, where the remnants demon ichor and blood stained the gravel trail. As he followed the blood trail that lead to a small bush and pulled back the branches, Clary was no where to be seen.