-Hello my sassy Shadowhunters! The story I wrote takes place after CoLS. Enjoy!-
Chapter 1.
Restless
Clary looked out the small window in her room, iron bars in place over them to prevent her from getting out. She couldn't believe this. Jonathan, her god damned brother has managed to trick her. He knew she acted rashly and when she thought someone she loved was in danger, she would act without a second thought. She fell right into his trap.
Clary sunk to the ground and ran ideas of escaping through her mind. Getting him to trust her? No way in hell would that work. A sexy approach? No, Jonathan might not fall for it and Clary cringed at the thought. Hope for Jace to save her… They were off the map as far as Clary knew and it appeared her knight in shining armor most likely wouldn't find her.
In frustration, Clary hit the wall next to her as hard as she could. It hurt like hell, but it almost made her feel better. When she looked down at her knuckles, they were raw and blood was beginning to draw. She laid her head down on the wall and closed her eyes until the creak of the iron door to her cell creaked open then shut. Clary opened her eyes to find Jonathan walking toward her. Her face heated up in anger and she glared at him as he strolled over. He squatted down about a foot away from her and set down a tray of food and a glass of water.
"Let me go you sick son of a b-''she began, but Jonathan put a finger on her lips and chuckled.
"Oh dear Clarissa, you brought this on yourself I'm afraid. You're just like Jocelyn. Maybe you should think situations through more."
With a grunt, she slapped his hand away, "Maybe you should too, once Jace gets you're gonna wish you had died a long time ago. Oh wait, you did," she snapped.
"If Jace finds you, and he won't," Jonathan said. Sunlight streaked in through the window and it made his hair glow like a white fireball.
"Why do you even need me here?" she asked, staring angrily into his void-black eyes.
"I want you to join my side. Don't you see, my side is the winning side. Join me and we will rule this new world… Together," he stroked her cheek. A chill ran up her spine and she pushed him away.
"You're disgusting. As if I'll ever love you," she said then looked straight at him. Was it possible that his black eyes got even blacker? She saw his face flush red with anger. She should have predicted the slap coming, but she didn't and when he struck her, her face stung like fire. She clutched her hand to her cheek and fought back tears. When she whipped her head around to face him, Jonathan was already gone.
Clary sunk against the wall and felt hot tears fall down her face. She hated to cry, but she couldn't fight it. Clary let out a sob, then hugged her knees to her chest. Jace, she thought, where are you?
End of Chapter One
