Hi everyone! Sorry I'm so late to update. My teacher is giving my class a lot of homework, including me. But I haven't forgotten about this story. I have another story though. It is called Life of Lies. I'd love if you gave me some reviews on it. But never mind about that. Here is another chapter for you all!

CHAPTER 9: POISENED

JPOV:

"What's wrong with her?" Jace asked, his voice sounding slightly panicky.

"She's been poisened," Magnus replied.

Suddenly Clary arched her back and screamed a long, torturous scream.

Izzy shot up out of the seat she had been sleeping in, her hand reaching for her whip. The Lightwoods had went back to the Penhallows' home to collect their things. And Isabelle found the whip on the floor in the hallway.

"What's happening to her?" Jace demanded.

"Once the poisen sets into her system, it sends horrible pains through her body. When the person poisened starts, she goes into a dreamlike state, they live their worst nightmares. There isn't any cure for it, only a warlock can ease the pain with their healing powers. She's going into the second stage of it; her nightmares," Magnus told them.

"Are you trying to say that Clary is being tortured by her own mind?" Isabelle demanded, fury flickering in her eyes.

Magnus lowered his eyes, but nodded.

"Have you used your healing powers yet?" Jace asked.

Magnus looked up at him, his cat eyes boring into Jace's gold ones. "Yes, but that Rune Isabelle drew on her made the effects worse. But at least it healed her physical wounds."

Jace drew in a sharp breath.

She was in a lot more pain mentally, now.

He vowed to kill Sebastian when he got him. Behind him, he heard Izzy ask how long the poisen would stay in her system for.

"Five hours. The first hour was the pains in her body, and the next three are her worst nightmares. The last hour, well, she'll be recovering from the poisen," Magnus replied.

Jace slammed his fist into the wall, making Isabelle jump.

"You mean to say she'll be mentally tortured for four hours?!" Jace shouted.

"Jace, it isn't your fault. You didn't know that there was poisen on the knife," Isabelle said.

"I'm going for a walk, " Jace said, sighing.

He walked out, before Isabelle could protest.

As he walked through the streets of Alicante, he thought about what Clary had been through when she'd been kidnapped. In the Infirmary of Alicante, Clary's clothes had been torn a little, and under those rips and tears were scars. He didn't know what had happened to her, but he knew she was hurt quite a lot. He'd seen the way she had flinched away from Alec when he'd tried to help her.

He found himself walking back to the Infirmary of Alicante. He stood there for a moment, wondering whether he should go back in, or keep walking around the city.

He decided to go back in.

As he went into the Infirmary, he saw Isabelle trying to hold Clary down, as Magnus injected her with a greenish liquid. Jace guessednit was probably a bit of medicine.

He watched in silence as the liquid disappeared into her soft skin. Isabelle and Magnus took two steps away from the bed.

Meanwhile, Clary continued to flail her arms about, punching something that wasn't there. She whimpered, then the whimper turned into a scream. She started to twist and turn, but Jace knew she wouldn't escape her torturous nightmares for another twenty minutes.

Isabelle caught sight of him.

"We injected her with a numbing liquid. It numbs the pain her body is feeling," Isabelle told him, glancing at him cautiously, as if she expected him to start giving out about Clary not waking up yet.

He nodded at her.

"Can I talk to you alone?" She asked him.

"About what?" He asked, his golden eyes narrowing in suspicion.

Isabelle jerked her thumb behind her, where Clary was crying silently. He didn't want to leave her, especially when she was in her final stage.

But Izzy's eyes seemed to be begging him to go into the hall.

He pushed himself off the wall he was leaning against, and followed her into the hallway.

"Clary's not your sister, Jace," Isabelle said.

The words knocked the breath out of him. He hadn't expected her to say that, but they were the words he'd wanted to hear ever since Valentine had told them that they were siblings.

"She isn't?" He asked, trying to keep the relief out of his voice, but failing.

Izzy lips turned into the ghost of a smile. Ever since Max had died, she had blamed herself for not being there for him. But she'd still vowed to find Clary and kill Sebastian. All she had left was to kill Sebastian.

"She isn't, " Isabelle replied.

Yaay. I wrote the chapter. I admit, it isn't as good as the others, but because it's a school night you can't really blame me. But I will try to make the next chapter better. It will be about Clary and after she wakes up. Hopefully it'll be longer than this one. And for all you Clace lovers, there will be Clace!

And please review. I like to know what people think of my story. Or if they have any ideas for it.

Julia