Jace didn't know how long he'd been standing outside the Institute, but apparently long enough to where he'd eventually sat down on the stone steps and stared out into the street. One thing that bothered him more than Laurel's disappearence, was Isaac.
He knew that the mysterious boy had something to with Laurel going missing. And, even though every muscle in his body was screaming to go and confront him, he knew he needed evidence. Jace heard the familiar groan of the door start to open and suddenly, he was hidden in the shadows, his back pressed against the wall of the church.
It was Isaac.
The fair-haired boy had a sword strapped to his back and a dagger hanging from his belt. He turned his head from the left and then to the right before moving down the walkway and disappearing down the street. Jace released the breath he hadn't realised he'd been holding and took his stele out of his belt, not wanting to waste any time. He drew the glamour rune on his arm, the familiar sting on his skin almost comforting.
Jace slipped out into the street, keeping his eyes on the boy walking through New York City. Right, left, left, right, left. Then, Isaac stopped. Jace stopped as well, stilling against the brick wall of the alley before peaking his head around the corner. He peeled away the glamour and saw, not an old restaurant, but a large Victorian manor. The paint was chipping away and the door was slightly ajar.
Isaac slipped in and Jace followed close behind, shutting the door behind him. Isaac whistled as he took the dagger from his belt and spun it absentmindedly, making his way down a set of stairs. Jace waited until the footsteps were barely audible before moving down the stairs himself.
O.O.O.O.O
Laurel heard footsteps coming down the old stairs. Her eyes fluttered open and she saw Isaac standing in front of her.
"Isaac," she croaked, her throat burning as if she'd swallowed fire. Isaac placed a finger under her chin, holding her head up so her gaze met his.
"He didn't think I'd be able to find you, but I showed him," he said, smiling. But this time, there was nothing warm or inviting about his smile; it was a malicious grin she'd only ever seen on one other person. Looking at his face more closely, Laurel noticed a dark ring surrounding his cold, blue iris.
"Why are you doing this?" she asked, trying to keep her voice steady. Isaac moved his finger away and her head feel for a moment before she looked back up at him.
"You wouldn't understand Laurel; you're young-naive," he responded. "But maybe I can save you." His finger traced her jawline and his eyes ran lazily over her. "All you have to do is join us."
O.O.O.O.O
As Jace neared the bottom of the winding staircase, the smell of garbage and blood filled the air, making him nearly gag. When he finally reached the bottom of the stairs, a sense of both relief and fear washed over him.
Laurel was chained to the wall and Isaac was standing in front of her. Jace's hand went to the dagger in his belt and he prepared himself to attack Isaac and save Laurel. But suddenly, someone grabbed him from behind.
"Now now Jonathan," spoke a familiar voice into his ear, "can't have you ruining my plans now, can we?"
O.O.O.O.O
Laurel stared at Isaac, trying to process what he'd just told her. "What the hell are you talking about?" she finally asked.
"Don't be stupid Laurel. I know you're smarter than this," Isaac sneered, his blue eyes digging into her like shards of glass.
She was about to reply when she heard another set of footsteps. Two footsteps actually. Isaac moved toward the stairs, hiding the figures from her brown eyes. The fair-haired boy moved out of the way and Laurel felt like pure ice was running through her veins when she saw the people.
Jace was being shoved into Isaac. His golden hair was matted with crimson blood and his clothes were ripped in several places, showing an assortment of cuts on his tanned skin. Why did he hurt Jace? He shouldn't have-There was no reason to have hurt the amber-eyed boy.
"Father," she whispered in horror.
The man who had caused her so much pain-the man who had tortured her every waking moment-looked at her with cold eyes.
"Hello Laurel," he said with a sadistic smile, matching the one Isaac was wearing perfectly. "Glad to see you're awake."
O.O.O.O.O
Jace realized he was being held in an iron grip but it was hard to focus on anything when his head was throbbing painfully.
He heard a voice-two voices actually-and they were both so familiar. One made him forget the pain while the other seemed to make it stronger.
His eyes fluttered open and he saw the white-haired man standing there, his arms crossed as he looked at Laurel. He heard her whisper a word; a single word that made his head spin.
Father.
Then, everything went black.
O.O.O.O.O
Laurel let out a scream as Jace's body hit the ground with a dull thud.
This isn't real, she told herself as she shut her eyes tightly, Jace is fine. She looked up at her captor with blazing eyes that looked as if they were made of pure fire.
"You monster," she spat. "Why did you hurt Jace? He means nothing to you."
The man snickered as he moved closer to her. "Because Laurel," he began, his voice smooth like velvet, "he's my son."
DUN DUN DUHHHHH!
Those of you who thought Isaac was in fact a part of Laurel's kidnapping were correct! But why Isaac? Does he have something against Laurel? And WHAT?! Laurel's DAD?!
I'm sure you all know who it is but, if not, you'll have to wait until the next chapter to find out ;)
What does (insert captor's name here) want with Laurel? And will Jace end up being a part of it as well? What do YOU think will happen? Do you think that whoever took Laurel is the person that sent her the note? Or do you think that was Isaac? WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN TO JACE?!
SO MANY QUESTIONS!
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