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Warning: mentions of rape, brutality and incest are present.
Disclaimer, I do not own The Mortal Instruments, or any of the characters.
SEBASTIANS POV
Sebastian almost tumbles down the stairs as he hurrys to bring Clarissa outside his wards.
"Please, Clarissa, don't die on me, please, not now." He practically sobs into her hair.
Clarissa murmurs softly back to him, and makes a small twitch of her fingers as if she was going to cover her wound.
When he finally reaches the top of the wooden stairs he pushes the heavy door out of his way so hard it cracks the plaster of the wall behind it.
"Marax! Help me! Now!" Sebastian roars to the house, hoping Marax could hear him.
It took longer than he would've liked to get clary outside of the house, and even longer to get her outside his wards. Her white tank top was soaked in her deep crimson blood, and it continued to pour out of her like water.
He was too distracted by the blood now coming out of her mouth to notice Marax coming up behind him carrying his stele. The stele that created all these problems in the first place.
"Get warm towels. Now." He said after ripping the stele from the demon's hands. He flipped her shirt up, revealing a lightly defined abdomen and her bloody wound. He started marking her with his stele at the same time the tears fell from his eyes onto his love.
IZZY'S POV
"There's no blood coming out of his wound but it keeps getting bigger and darker! What do we do, Alec?" Izzy screams at her brother, frustrated at being so helpless.
"Since none of our healing runes are affecting him, we should get Magnus, he's downstairs right now." Alec responds, sounding just as panicky. It was true, the healing runes they tried to mark him with faded within seconds of being placed there, giving no indication they helped.
"Then go get him!" Izzy screams at him, needing to take her frustration out on someone.
Once Alec leaves, the only thing left for Izzy to do is to comfort him. He was barely conscious, he hadn't been for the last few minutes, and it seemed he was still in pain.
"It's okay, Jace. Alec's gonna get you some help and you'll be okay again. The pain isn't gonna last, stay with us please." She murmurs into his shoulder, hoping he had the strength to outlast whatever this was.
"What happened?" Magnus' voice carried throughout Jace's large bedroom.
"We don't know, he just started choking and then this appeared," Izzy says, pointing to his abdomen, "and nothing we do is helping him." She almost breaks down on the last part of her sentence. She's always been able to help, someway or another, but not this time.
"Move." Is all Magnus says to her before he takes over her spot and places his hand over the wound and closing his eyes.
A minute passes before Alec and Izzy hear his sharp intake of breath. "What is it?" They both ask at the same time, desperation leaking from their voices.
"Jace and Clary are connected. The bond is stronger than even one of a parabatai. His wound shows no blood because he wasn't the one who got hurt. Clary was. I've been able to see her, she must've had to be taken outside wards to be healed, which is why I can finally see her and their connection. As long as Clary gets healed, so will Jace. There's nothing more we can do but wait." Magnus says sombrely. "Sebastian has her." He adds before leaving the room.
Izzy feels a sharp pain in her stomach from the information. Clary and Jace are hurt, if one dies, so does the other. Jace's life is in Sebastian's evil hands.
CLARY'S POV
She hears a faint muffled sound in her ear, the outline of a voice almost non existent.
It takes minutes for the outline to form something understandable to her ears.
"It's okay, Clarissa. You're safe now. You're okay." The voice was saying to her.
Her first instinct was that Jace was holding her, telling her sweet reassurances against the hectic unknowns of their lives.
That thought was interrupted when the voice spoke again.
"Clarissa, it's me, Jonathan. Will you please wake up for me?" Jonathan asks. The name sounded familiar, but it didn't feel right in her mind.
It took her awhile of thinking for her brain to finally piece it all together.
Jonathan, her brother. Another thought clung to the edge of her brain as she figured it all out. Someone named Sebastian. Sebastian and Jonathan's names were associated with each other in her head. And that's when it all came flooding back to her.
The kidnapping, the rape, the rune, the post of her bed, the dying. Or, almost dying. She hoped that if she really was dead that Sebastian wouldn't be here to haunt her all over again.
She peeled her eyes open, feeling tired even from that small movement, and almost gasped in surprise when she could see again.
She was lying on her back, head facing upwards. Above her wasn't the damp rotting stones of the ceiling in the basement, but rather the pastel blue colour of the sky that she hadn't seen in weeks.
It was amazing, really. Seeing something that used to be so normal, and just being happy you got to see it again.
"Wow, I thought I would never see your beautiful eyes open again." Says Sebastian from her left.
Her abdomen felt extremely raw and sore, she assumed it was due to the horrific pole she shoved through it. She really thought it would work. That she would die and not have to be tortured more than she already had been. It was weak, yes. But it was also her last option. And she had failed.
It almost made her feel like crying. Hadn't she failed enough already? She failed Jace, her mom, Izzy, Magnus, and even Alec. She wouldn't even be able to apologize.
She shifts her head slightly, annoyed when it resists and strains her muscles. She could just see Sebastian in the corner of her eye with tears streaming down his face.
To anyone who didn't know him, it would've looked sincere, even troubled, but she could see that he was just a monster in disguise.