Hey I'm back, sorry I couldn'tpost yesterday. Its difficult to explain but anyone who has read my profile will know that i have a medical condition know as M.E (Myalgic Encephalopathy) so when i have Flares or a 'bad day' small tasks are really difficult and i struggle to concentrate. Having a bad flare at the moment hence why my updates are a bit hit and miss. Anyway I'm not sure whether or not i like this chapter but oh well. a bit of action included as Issabelle dreams about her memories. Leave a review or PM me xxx
Once Issabelle fell asleep she instantly began to dream.
Issabelle opened her eyes reveal that she was sat down bound to a chair. Her hands and feet where tide down by shackles. Issabelle struggled against them but she couldn't move. She shook her whole body in hope that the hope chair would move but it didn't. It was stuck solid to the ground. "Help! Help!" Issabelle screamed. Her voice echoed around the room but no one come to her rescue. She was in a small room with no widows or even a door. How can I be in a room with no entrance or exit. she thought. Her head pounded with pain and her heart beat slammed against her chest.
"Issabelle Lightwood. Daughter of Maryce and Robert. It is good to meet you." said cold chilling voice, it was defiantly a man's voice she thought. Issabelles eyes widened she struggled and tried to move again but it was impossible. footsteps echoed around the room. Issabelle clenched her eyes shut as the cold voice spoke again. "Now Issabelle I am going now your help, there are two ways we can go about this, you can either corporate with me or you can resist and we do it the hard way." The man remained out of Issabelles sight. She could feel him move closer to her breathing down the back of her neck. A firm hand was placed on her shoulder. Issabelle remained as still as she possibly could be too frightened to speak.
"Now Issabelle. I need access to Clarrissia Fairchild and you are going to grant me that access. You are going to give me control of your body and mind whether you like it or not." He said with a harsh tone. Issabelle shook her head "No. Never!" she snapped. The hand which was gripped on her shoulder moved on to the back of neck. His hand squeezed her throat cutting off her breathing. Issabelle coughed and spluttered, her faced turned into a bright red colour and her eyes filled with tears. "Are you sure about that Issabelle? would you like to reconsider?" he asked. Issabelle thought against him. The Man laughed he let go of Issabelles throat and moved in front of her so she could finally see his face.
Issabelle continued to cough and splutter, her throat was painfully dry and tears streamed down her face. She took in 3 large deep breaths before looking up at her kidnapper. Issabelle initially looked towards his feet. He was wearing black shadowhunter gear. As her eyes drifted upwards he had a weapons belt much like the one Alec always wore. Next she saw a black leather jacket over a slim fitting black shirt. Issabelle could clearly see that the man was very strong, he had a tall broad build with very large solid muscles. Finally she looked at his face. "Valentine" she breathed.
"Not quite Issabelle but your very close." The man leaned down to Issabelle placing his hands on her and slowly run them up her arms. The hair on Issabelles neck stood up and her whole body stiffened. "Don't touch me." Issabelle snapped. she turned away from the man trying to hide her fear. The man growled, his moved his hands again and grasped either sides of Issabelles face and forced her to look at him. "Its decision time Issabelle. Will you help me willingly or not?" he asked. Issabelle tried to pull her head out of his grasp but it didn't work. "NO!" Issabelle spat. One of the man's large hands slapped Issabelle across her face leaving a large red handprint behind. A smile crept across the man's face "As you wish Issabelle. Bring the boy In." he shouted. with a click of his fingers a door appeared on the far side of the room. The door swung open and a tied up male body was pushed through the door. the person rolled themselves over to look around the room and Issabelles heart broke in two. "Simon..."
"Simon! what the hell, what did you do to him?" Issabelle demanded Simon was gagged and unable to speak. The Man laughed once more, he raised his right leg and booted Simon in the stomach causing him to curl up in a ball of pain. "STOP IT!" Issabelle screamed. "STOP! STOP YOUR HURTING HIM!" Despite Issabelles shouts she was ignored. The Man continued to kick Simon, causing blood to spill out the his mouth and his whole body began to shake. Simon rolled round the floor in pain unable to defend himself. The man began to laugh and turned back round to face Issabelle. "Now little miss Lightwood." He hissed. "You have a chance to change your mind you can either join me or I will kill the Daylighter. The decision is yours, you have one minute to make your choice."
Issabelles heart all most jumped out of her chest. What was she supposed to do? either way the people she loved, her family where in danger. "Leave him alone!" she growled. The man took a step closer to her. "What is your answer, will you assist me or not?" he asked. Issabelle remained silent she couldn't choose on one hand her boyfriend, the only person she had ever truly loved who was laid on the floor defenceless and on the other hand there was Clary who was practically her sister in law and somebody Simon would be willing to die for. Issabelle stared at the man in silence unable to give him a answer. He gave his head a slight nod "As you wish..."
The man turned and wrapped his hand around Simons neck hauling him up off the floor. He slammed Simons body against the wall. Issabelle drew a harsh breath as the man's grip tightened on Simons throat. "Now I know I can't choke him to death as he doesn't breath but I can easily bleed him out and make you watch." he stated. The man slammed Simons body against the wall again, again and again until blood poured out of the back of Simons head staining the wall. Issabelle screamed "STOP! STOP!" but the man completely ignored her cries. whilst holding Simon up in the air he slammed him against the wall once more and threw him to the ground. "NO!" Issabelle shouted as she watched her boyfriends body crumple into a heap of blood and broken bones. The man pulled a dagger out of his belt. He crouched down next to Simons body, "Which direction should is choose Miss Lightwood. Small horizontal slits to bleed him out slowly or two long vertical slits to kill him quickly?" he snarled. "Don't touch him!" Issabelle demanded. The man laughed, "Darling you are in no precision to be making demands little girl." he then took his dagger and began to vertical slash the skin open down Simons arms.
"I'll do it!" Issabelle screamed "Just don't hurt him. Please." she begged. The man stood and walked towards Issabelle. She clenched her fists and turned away, she couldn't bring herself to look in to the man eyes but she didn't have much choice. He gripped Issabelle by the neck and forced her to look at him. Tears streamed down her face as she refused to open her eyes. "Look at me" he requested. Issabelle shook her head but his grip tightened. "LOOK AT ME!" he screamed. Issabelle opened her eyes and more tears flooded down her face. "Now is time for the fun part. you are going to give me full control of your body, agreed?" he asked. "Only if you promise that you will let him go." she said. The man let go of her face and stepped backwards. he opened his jacket and pulled a blood bag out of the inside pockets and tossed it towards Simon and finally he spoke once more. "Now let's prepare for the spell, I shall give you a fair warning it will be extremely painful."
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