Clary woke up with a pounding headache. Her eyes opened to an unfamiliar room. The ceiling and walls were a blank colour. There was a white dresser on one wall with a few pictures and a small lamp resting on it. Other than that and her bed, the room was empty. Two doors stood side by side on the opposite side of the room, one labeled Closet. Clary tried to get a better look at the pictures. One of them was a picture of her and her mother. Another was of Jace.
Jace.
Flashes of the night before flooded her.
Sebastian grinning.
Jace swearing.
Clary screaming.
Jace pulling out a seraph blade.
Sebastian taunting him.
Jace and Sebastian fighting.
Jace unconscious.
Clary screaming.
Sebastian drugging her.
Jace.
Jace, Clary panicked. Where was he?!
She tore the bed sheets off of her body. Clary stood up and began to run for the door, then she collapsed. Spots danced around her eyes. She shook them away and pulled herself off the ground.
She reached for the door handle and it turned before she touched it. Clary let out a small "yelp" and backed away.
In walked the demon who had captured her. Sebastian.
"Good to see you alive and well." He greeted her.
Clary glared at him. "Yeah, no help from you, drugging me like that."
"I did what I had to do." He replied simply.
Clary hoped she looked fearless and brave in the company of her demonic brother, but she was quite terrified.
"Where's Jace?" She finally blurted.
Sebastian walked over to the dressing table and picked up the photo of her mom. "He's here."
Relief and more panic washed over Clary. On one hand, Jace was here in this monstrous home with her. On the other, nobody would realize they're missing until later on.
"Where?" She glared.
Sebastian set the picture down and turned to face his sister. His eyes raked over her body, lingering on her chest. "Would you like to see him?"
Clary had to fight the urge to throw up. Brothers should not look at their sisters like that. She tried to ignore Sebastian's eyes. "Yes. I would."
Sebastian took a step towards Clary, eyes still on her body. "Fine, I'll take you to his room."
Jace heard footsteps coming down the stairs that led to his room. Two sets of feet. One was undeniably Sebastian, and the other…
Clary. Jace thought. No, anybody but Clary. She couldn't see him like this; beaten, bloodied, bruised. Chained to a wall. Yet, he heard Sebastian say her name. Jace shuddered. The way Sebastian said her name was disgusting.
"Now Clary, his room is much larger than yours but do not think I am picking favourites. Yours is no doubt 100 percent comfier." He heard Sebastian say.
"Yeah, because demons pick favourites. 'Oh this one looks especially delicious, he'll get the larger jail cell.'" She mocked him.
Jace let out a silent laugh, but it pained him so he stopped.
"Don't make fun of me, sister. You don't know what I'm capable of."
Jace looked up when he heard the large door to his room open. First, he saw his capturer. Behind him, Jace saw a girl with fiery red hair that stuck out in random places.
Clary. He tried to say, but the words wouldn't come.
He saw his girlfriend rush forward, only to be caught by Sebastian.
"Ah ah ah." Sebastian scolded her. Clary tried to push past him but to no use. In the end, Sebastian seated her in a small wooden chair, a few feet away from Jace.
Clary leaned forward. "Jace-"
Sebastian whipped around. "Clary, no. This won't work I guess." He turned to his table of tools and picked up a piece of strong looking rope. Clary's eyes widened but she didn't say anything as Sebastian proceeded to tie her to the chair.
"Now, where to start." The demon murmured as he looked at all his weapons. He picked up a knife with a very long blade. "Maybe on the easy level."
Sebastian walked over to Jace and traced the tip of the blade along Jace's arm. Clary, slightly confused about what was happening, began to shout.
A thin line of blood appeared on Jace's arm. Clary screamed louder.
Sebastian used the long blade to cut into Jace's neck. Blood was poured onto Jace's already dirty t-shirt.
Clary cursed at Sebastian. "STOP IT! PLEASE!"
The demon ignored her and went to get another weapon. This time he picked up a thin strip of leather with a black handle at the end. A whip.
"Sebastian, please. Don't do it, please. Stop it." Clary pleaded.
Sebastian's eyes danced. "Clary, don't you know me by now? I am not just going to stop."
Her brother brought the whip over his head. It cracked and flew down on Jace's back. Jace tried not to yell out, but the pain from the whip added to the pain from before; it was too much.
"JACE!" Clary screamed for her boyfriend.
Sebastian cracked the whip again and it landed in a perfect line across Jace's bloodied back.
"Stop Sebastian!" Clary cried. "Please!"
Sebastian stopped the whip. "What will you do, Clary? What will you promise me?"
Clary looked at Jace, his head slowly shaking as if he was telling her no.
Sebastian looked at Clary, expectantly. "Anything." Clary saw her boyfriends head fall in defeat.
"I will give you anything if you don't touch Jace."
Sebastian smiled. "That's a wonderful deal, I'll act upon it." He looked towards Jace. "I won't physically cause Jace pain for… How long do you want, Clary?"
"Forever?" She tried, and failed.
"No, Clary. Not forever. I will have to cause Jace some pain for you to keep promising me anything."
Clary swallowed hard. "How about a week?"
Sebastian thought about this for a moment. "Fine." And Clary felt triumphant. "But only if I get my anything every night I don't hurt him."
Clary felt a wave of fear wash over her. She looked towards her boyfriend. "Yes, yes. Fine, deal."
Sebastian's eyes twinkled. "Well, Jace. Look what your girlfriend does for you!" The demon walked behind Clary and untied her from the chair. "Your room or mine, sweet sister?" He asked innocently.
Clary fought the urge to vomit. "I-I didn't know that's how you'd… choose to spend your, uh, anything."
Sebastian shook his head, laughing. "How else would I spend it? Go up to your room. I'll be there in a second."
Clary backed away and ran up to her room, Sebastian's laughter following her.