CHAPTER II

There he stood. Sebastian Morgenstern, smirking at him with a look of pure satisfaction on his face.

„What is it, Jace?" he asked „Why did you try to summon me to this dark, secret place"

„I... I thought it didn't work" Jace said, regretting it the next moment. He had planned so well what he was about to say. But Sebastian directly in front of his face made him shiver a little. His white hair almost seemed to glow in the darkness of the park, while his dark eyes where like black holes, absorbing any source of light surrounding it.

„Oh, It didn't" Sebastian said, the evil smile still on his face „I'm not a demon, Jonathan, I'm a Shadowhunter, I'm just like you." The last words where almost nothing but a whispering

„I came here because it wanted to. I mean I have still Lilith's blood in my veins and i felt it when you tried to use this cheap spell to get me here. I actually really dislike you burning my clothes. I thought they meant something to you, but on the other hand, you seem to miss me quite a bit"

„Don't act like that's the reason I summoned you. I want answers." Jace snapped „And even more than this, I want you dead"

Sebastian laughed. It was a high laugh, almost not human, and definitely triumphant.

„Don't give me this." he said, still laughing. „You may think so now but really, you missed me."

Then, to Jace' astonishment, he hugged him, running his fingers down his spine, brushing Jace' cheeks with his own. Again the smell of clean cotton filled the air, but there was an undertone of blood giving the smell a very sinister side to it.

And once again, Jace' felt terrible. This time his shock and despair mixed with something like relief or the feeling of finding a long lost object under your bed that you once really loved.

„Don't... Sebastian" he gasped as the evil grin sunk into his shoulders and the grip tightened around him. It didn't feel harmful but almost loving, but Jace knew that that's what makes a good lure. Still, at this very moment Jace realized that he could never hate Sebastian, not the way he so much wanted to. There still was some kind of bound, some kind of weird emotions that no one could ever understand. Without noticing he had pulled his arms around Sebastian, burying one hand in his shiny silver hair.

„What are you doing to me?" Jace whispered whith a desperate voice.

Sebastian raised his head off the other boy's shoulder and looked him directly into the eyes, his look now strangely serious.

„You know i didn't to anything to you. Not since my sister stabbed you with the sword, Not since you have the heavenly fire burning in you. What you feel now, are your feelings, your own personal mind is what makes you feel like that. I know we still have a connection but this is nothing i forced upon you."

„Why should I believe you? I know you strengh, your will, your fanatism. You could do anything like this if you wanted to!" Jace' voice got louder as he spoke, Sebastian aprubtly took a step away from him.

„Are you really this stupid? Do you really think I could do anything to you when you have the angelic power running through your veins."

„But.." Jace couldn't say anything more.

„This is how you feel Jace" Sebastian smiled again, just slightly.

Again he put his arms around him, making Jace stiffen.

„I hate you." he said under gritted teeth „I hate you so much"

He heard Sebastian chuckle into his shoulder.

„ No, you don't" he said, so close to his ear, Jace could feel the warmth of his breath.

„You love me, the same melancholic way I always loved you. A ruining love, a disasterous one. But you love me, from deep on the inside. And I will make it rise."

After he had spoken the last word he put up his head from Jace' shoulder, tightened the grip around him and kissed him.

Jace's eyes widened, he was unabled to move. And then he felt a million things at once. Despair, hate, passion, relief and all the other things flung up on him and he couldn't do anything but standing there in Sebastian's embrace as the world around them seemed to blurr and darken even a little more.

He still felt Sebastian's lips on his own even after they had left. The burn of them that even the heavenly fire didn't stop. Jace lost conciousness. Everything was just a blurry mess of white lights and black darkness.

When he woke up, he didn't open his eyes. He didn't want to know where he was, didn't want to deal with the shame of what he had done, of his own emotions. But he couldn't escape the rest of his senses. He felt a soft thick blanket on his body, making him sweat and comfortably warm at the same time. And then there was this smell. This familiar smell of cotton and whine and yes, blood.