The Shadow's Dawn- Chapter 6

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Full Summary:

Clary Fray is daughter of Valentine Morgenstern, the wicked and cruel father bent on making her life miserable. Ever since she was 5, he has abused and raped her. Clary's mother, Jocelyn, had gone missing when Clary was only 4 and a half. Her brother Jonathan, or Jon, had died in a car crash when she was 10. Clary is just about ready to give up, but then the mysterious Lightwoods show up at her school, and turn out to live right next door. Will Jace, Izzy, and Alec find out her secret? If so, will they help save the broken girl, or break her even more? I know, many stories are like this, but please give mine a try! All Human.

Jace POV

Jace looked at Clary, who was now sitting up with open eyes which he missed so greatly for the past week. Joy swelled in him at the thought that she was alive and awake. "Clray!" He gasped, running over and pulling her into a gentle hug.

She stiffened but melted into him after a second. Pulling back, Jace beamed and motioned to his siblings.

"These are my adopted siblings, Izzy and Alec." He said lightly. Sky glared at him, and he winced. The scar on her face made the glare at least x3 worse. "Don't just throw this all on her, Jace; she only just woke up." She chastised.

Jace looked at his feet and shuffled them awkwardly. "Sorry, old lady. I didn't know you- hey!" Jace complained as Sky bonked him on the head playfully, leaning awkwardly and limping. "I'm not old! I was born with this hair color, and it ain't my fault that I'm limping! In fact, I'm the same age as Clary and Iz, so your calling them old too!" She wailed.

"No calling me old, Jace. Your older than me!" Izzy growled playfully, punching his arm lightly. Clary and Alec stayed in their places awkwardly, not really knowing what to do at the moment.

"Can someone tell me what's been happening since I passed out or whatever?" Clary asked, confused. Oh yeah, Jace thought. She passed out when the perimedics got her.

Turning to Clary, he smiled and said, "Well, you passed out after the perimedics got you. Sky told the police everything about your father, sending him to prison for life. The police, seeing as you are not old enough to live alone, have found your mother, Jocelyn, who will be an actual mother to you finally. You stayed in a short-term coma-thing for about a week, while Sky woke up 15 minutes after her stitches were put in. We've all been waiting for you to wake up. As for school, you don't need any information about that." He said, waving his hand like it didn't matter at all.

Because it didn't.

Clary matter much, much more.

Clary gaped at him. "Wow, you just went into full detail of what Sky told me, but she left out my whole mom buisness.." She paused. "I don't want to stay with Jocelyn. She ditched me. Probably started another family, happily living her life knowing that I was getting abused by Valentine." She looked at her scarred hands.

"Thanks by the way, it could've got alot worse if you hadn't called the police, Jace." She added.

How could someone ever harm her? She's so sweet and kind- it's a wonder how neither Jocelyn or Valentine ever saw how special she is. He thought, suddenly having another urge to hug her again. "No problem, Clare." He said with a small smile.

A few days later, Clary was out the hospital. She was fully healed, and currently they wer eat her old house. "I'm pack everything." Clary said quickly before darting upstairs. Jace looked around- the house was dark and creepy- and ever here and there he could see dried blood on the floors, walls, or furniture.

It must've been pure torture, living with her freak of a father.

"Done!" Clary said lightly, and Jace whipped around and looked at her. She carried two suitcases- one was small, presumably her clothes. The other was larger, bulging from the sides- her art supplies? She had an art easel under her left arm. Beaming, Clary scurried out the house and put her stuff in his car.

How little items does she have? Jace asked himself, following her. He got in the driver's seat, and she sat beside him. Starting the car, he started the short journey to Jocelyn and Luke Garroway's house.

They reached the house in silence, where Clary slowly got her things out of the car before following Jace to the front door. Jace rang the doorbell, and a few seconds later a woman opened the door.

She looked like an older version of Clary, with darker red hair, and she was slightly taller. This must be Jocelyn. He thought. "Hello, Mrs. Fray. Here's um.. your daughter." Jace said awkwardly.

Jocelyn stood for a moment before engulfing Clary in a hug. "Clary! I'm so sorry I left you- I wanted to take you with me, I swear, and I felt so bad leaving you with him but there just wasn't enough time and- and-" Jocelyn's wail was cut off by Clary saying, "It's alright, I forgive you, mom."

Jace helped bring Clary's things inside, where he left Clary and her mother to unpack her things. Jace got to his car, got in, and drove away.

Clary's POV (one month later)

Clary grabbed her backpack and an apple, taking a bite as she headed to the door. "Bye, Clary! Have a good day at school!" Her mom called from upstairs. Clary grinned. "Okay! Have a good day, mum!" Clary called back, opening the door.

The smile slipped from her face as she looked down at her doorstep.

Sky lay there, mangled and bloody, just barely breathing. Her limbs were spread across the steps, her eyes closed. She was covered head-to-toe in blood and wounds. Tears burned Clary's eyes.

Clary fell to her knees, dropping her backpack and apple, her eyes wide in horror. She sat down and very carefully moved Sky so that her head rested on her thighs, her body to the left of Clary.

"Clary.." Sky whimpered, barely audible. Her golden-orange eyes opened wide. Sky lifted her arm and Clary noticed she had something clutched tightly in her hand. It was a note, or a message.

"He's back.." Sky whispered before coughing up blood. "This is for you." Sky managed to choke out before her body shuddered violently until it stilled. Clary watched the light leave her friend's gaze- Sky was dead. Sky had died in Clary's arms. Tears flowed like rivers down Clary's face. Sky is dead.

Clary tipped her head back and let out an agony and grief filled wail before shakily taking the note out of her friend's cold, lifeless fingers.

Although smeared in blood, Clary recognized the handwriting in cold horror.

Erchomai, Clary read, starting to hyperventilate. I am coming.

Valentine was back. Valentine was out of prison.

And Valentine was out for revenge.

There you go, mah peeps! I updated it so that Sky died in Clary's arms. It makes the death alot sadder, doesn't it?

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