AN: Very Mature in this chapter, if you can't handle it don't read.

Chapter 7

Magnus and Jace didn't speak to each other once as they flew through the air to the institute, they were very quick as the sun was about to come up. Jace made it minutes before the sun popped up; he quickly covered his bike and rushed with Magnus down into the institute.

"You find Isabelle, I'll find Alec." Magnus said as they broke away from each other running in different directions. He headed to Isabelle's room first not sure where else to start, and he was right. She was slummed on her bed, looking like she was in the middle of getting ready. Jace pulled a sleeping dart out of her neck and quickly pulled out his stele drawing an awake rune on her arm. She slowly woke up looking around dazed and confused.

"What happened?" She asked rubbing her head and sitting up fully.

"We were tricked and ambushed; one of Jonathan's men took you down." He saw her eyes become filled with fury.

"What!" She felt a little distraught at how easy she was to take down apparently.

"I can't believe how easy we made that for them! Where is Alec and Clary?" She left a little panicked wondering where they were.

"Magnus is looking for Alec; apparently he put up a big fight and is really injured. They took Clary." Jace sounded so defeated, it scared Isabelle a little.

"Let's go find Alec and Magnus." She said wanting to at least do something, they both headed for the door and started with Alec's room, but they weren't there but they could see the room was over turned and knew that a fight had taken place there. Isabelle was angry with herself that she didn't put up a fight at all. They continued down the hall a few doors down to Clary's room, that's where they found Magnus working on an unconscious Alec.

"Oh my gosh! Is he dead?" Isabelle asked slumping down next to Alec's boy, he looked half dead with cuts and bruises everywhere and blood coming out of his mouth. Isabelle felt tears coming out of her eyes.

"Almost, but thankfully not quite." Sparks came out of Magnus's finger tips for several minutes before Alec started to look a little better. Minutes after that Magnus stop and sighed.

"Okay I think that did it, why don't one of you put a healing rune and an awake rune on him." Magnus slumped onto the bed looking a little tired. Isabelle pulled out her stele and did what he said. Jace had been standing in the corner with his hand balled into fists the whole time Magnus's had been healing Alec. Alec slowly started to stir and sat up looking a little sick.

"I don't feel so well." He muttered right before he turned and threw up blood all over the carpet.

"Don't worry he's fine, just getting it all up and out." Magnus's said when he saw the look on Isabelle's face. Finally Alec sat up and looked a little better.

"Water please?" He asked his sister and she rushed off to get it.

"What happened, my head feels a little fuzzy." He asked after she came back with his water and he had taken a large gulp of the water she had gotten him from the bathroom.

"We were tricked by Jonathan; his men attacked the two of you and took Clary." Jace said angrily, he was still standing rod straight with his hands balled into fists.

"Oh fuck I remember now." Alec said rubbing his head.

"Iz and I went to change into gear, I was just entering my room when I heard something whiz at me. I tucked and then there was this shadow hunter and we were fighting. I tried to get Clary to leave but everything happened so fast and I got distracted for a second and he took me down." Alec shook his head, angry with himself for letting the other man get an advantage and almost kill him and take Clary.

"Jace, there might be something you want to know… that Clary told me." Isabelle mutter, she didn't want to have to be the one to tell him what Clary had told her.

"What?" Jace asked quickly, he was already angry and she knew this was going to push him over the edge, but he needed to know.

"Well." She started rubbing the back of her head and avoiding his gaze.

"She told me that the night we save you from Jonathan that he um… raped her." Isabelle whispered the last part, but she knew he heard because his eye widened and then he punched the wall.

"FUCK!" He screamed for the second time that morning, punching the wall again. Magnus walked over to him and placed his arm on his shoulder.

"We'll get her back I promise." Jace sank to the ground, something bad had happened to Clary and he was basically the last person to find out. And the person that hurt her the first time had her again and was doing god knows what to her again. He was the shittiest boyfriend in the world, and he couldn't even protect her. He buried his head in his hands and gave himself a few minutes of self-pity before standing back up.

"Okay we need to make a plan, NOW. Who knows what he's doing to her right now, we need to get her back." He said with venom and they all agreed.

"Let's go back to my place, maybe we can get some information from the warlock." He said and they all agreed.

Clary kicked widely and Jonathan let go of his grip on her just enough for her to slip out from under him, she was across the room in seconds trying to open the door. Of course it wouldn't open. Jonathan laughed still lying on the bed.

"Silly little girl that's not going to open, I am not dumb like your friends." Clary wasn't listening, instead she stride to the curtains pulling them back only to be met with a brick wall.

"Tricked yea!" He said laughing again as she opened every curtain in the large room and she was met with the same thing. She opened another door across the room and was met with a bathroom. She slipped in and slammed the door, going to lock it to find that there was no lock. Of course, she thought as she started looking through the stuff for something to maybe harm him with. Then she remembered that small dagger she placed in her back pocket and was more than happy to find it still there. She pulled it out and held it in her hand, but she held her arm down by her leg and tried to hide it so maybe she could surprise him. This was not going to happen to her again, she was going to fight until she had no more fight in her and even then she was still going to fight. He finally after many minutes lazily opened the door and lounged in the door frame looking at her.

"How long do you think you can hid in here princess?" He asked taking a step towards her. Clary was going to aim to kill and she decided to just plunge it into his neck. He stepped towards her and she quickly darted at him and aimed her dagger at his throat, he seemed to be quicker and moved slightly so the blade plunged into his shoulder instead. He hissed a little but didn't even fall down; he grabbed her by the upper arm. He looked down at her smirking.

"Did you think I didn't know you had that, you and your stupid friends need to stop underestimating me." Jonathan pulled her from the bathroom, she fought the whole way but he managed to toss her onto the bed. He stood at the end of the bed looking down at her. Looking straight into her eyes he slowly pulled the dagger out, not even flinching.

"So you wanna play blood and daggers then dear?" He asked, she didn't reply so he started crawling onto the bed towards her. She started backing up but he grabbed her leg and plunged the dagger into her left leg. She screamed loud, and long he got a wicked grin on his face enjoying it. He left it in for a moment before pulling it back out and pulling her closer to him. She hissed as he pulled it out.

"Your turn." He said handing her back the dagger; he is insane clearly she thought as she held the dagger in her shaking hand. She didn't want to play this game.

"Come on now don't disappoint." He held out his arm for her.

"Right there Clary, make it count." He pointed to a spot on his inner arm but she didn't want to do this.

"NOW CLARY!" He screamed at her and she closed her eyes and plunged the dagger into his upper arm. He hissed in pain a little but that was all he did. She opened her eyes and he was looking at her with lust.

"You are so fucking sexy." He said as he pulled the dagger out of his arm and looked at her.

"Your turn sis." He said before plunging the dagger into her shoulder not even giving her a chance to brace herself. She screamed again and almost blacked out the pain was so intense. He pulled the dagger out slowly and she looked up at him with stars in her eyes, her head felt like it was swimming. Maybe it was from the pain and blood lose, either way she didn't like it. Jonathan leaned down and started kissing on her neck and face. She tried pushing him away but felt too weak. A slow fear started creeping up on her. This wasn't happening again right? He wasn't going to make her too weak to fight and then rape her again right? She harshly shoved at his shoulder she had stabbed him in earlier and he faltered a little and leaned off her.

"More pain then mhm?" He asked sitting up and then taking his hand and pushing roughly on her wound on her shoulder.

"AHH." She yelled for the umpteenth time that morning and shutter in pain.

"Please stop it hurts." She cried as he wouldn't let up.

"You're the one setting the pace here baby sister, you want pain so I am giving it to you." He finally let up, but ended up grabbing the dagger back up.

"I think where going to skip my turn and go right back to you." He said placing the dagger at her stomach and pushing it in just a little. She hissed in pain, he was going to do this slowly.

"How does this feel?" He asked pushing it in just a little more. Tears were streaming down her face and she didn't know how to get him to stop.

"Please, stop." She begged as he pushed it a little deeper, she could feel her own blood pouring out of her wounds and onto the bed.

"Tell me how much you want me." He said as he pushed it a little more, now the dagger was more than half way into her stomach. She shook her head no so he swiftly pushed the whole thing into her; she arched her back and screamed. In the same moment he pulled it back out and aimed to plunge back in.

"Say you want me Clary, say you want my big cock or it going right back in." He pushed the tip in just a little and she felt vomit rise in her throat, she felt sick and weak and almost like she was dying.

"I-I want your b-b-big cock." She stuttered out, she didn't want to say it but she really felt like she was dying.

"Good enough." Jonathan said standing up and placing the dagger in a draw and pulling out a stele from the very same draw. He walked over to Clary and used a few different healing runes on her. She quickly started to feel better and her energy started too returned. Then he used the stele on himself and then he locked it up in the drawn that he had placed the dagger into.

"That was fun huh?" He asked but she was still shaking from what just happened, the pain would forever be burned into her brain. Jonathan crawled back onto the bed with her but she leaped off it. He grabbed her arm and pulled her back onto the bed, he forced her hand to touch his hard cock threw his pants.

"See what you do to me Clary." He moaned and leaned into her smelling her hair.

"I can't wait any longer, this is happened now." He said roughly forcing her to lay on the bed, in the same moment he pulled her shirt up and over her head. She started punching on his chest but he sent a very hard punch to the head that left her dizzy for almost a full minute. Her vision finally cleared and he had already pulled her pants off and his own, he was kissing along her stomach and down to her panties. Clary kicked at him and he bit her very hard on the leg, she screamed and tried to kick him again but he leaned up and smacked her across the face.

"Give me a fucking minute here Clary before I put that medical rune on you again, I've been waiting over a month for this let me taste you." She shuttered but laid still for moment wanting him in the right place for her to kick him in the face. She shivered in a not good way as he kissed down her leg and started pulling off her underwear, she let him and as soon as he was crouched down again she kicked him in the face with the most force she had.

"Fuck!" He yelled stumbling off the bed, the kick having taken him by surprise. His nose was bleeding but he didn't seem to care as he lunged at Clary and started strangling her, she was gasping and trying to claw his hands off her throat. He didn't let up until her head was spinning and she was sure she was going to die. He slowly pulled his hands off her and she took a few big breathes of hair feeling her head swimming back to the surface.

"Clary I. AM. NOT. FUCKING. AROUND. ANYMORE." He screamed in her face, his eyes were very dark and he looked ready to hit her, which he ended up doing. He punched her so hard in the eye that she saw stars again, she dizzily looked at the ceiling as she felt him on her body again, he started licking her most sensitive area. She tried to squirm away but he grabbed her hips with his hands and held them there locking them very tightly on her, it was painful and she closed her eyes and screamed. This wasn't happening again she wasn't some weak victim. She didn't care how much she got hurt she was going to fight till the end this time. She started thrashing around on the bed, Jonathan gave up on trying to eat her out and slammed his body onto hers, she didn't realize that he had taken off his own underwear at some point. So he was completely naked and she only had her bra on.

"You aren't going to let me have any fun are you?" He fake pouted, she could feel his cock at her entrance and she started squirming around again, but he slapped her very hard and in the same motion he thrust his cock deep inside her. He moaned in pleasure and Clary moaned out in pain. He didn't wait for her to adjust he just started thrusting his hips in and out enjoying how tight she was. Clary continued to try and fight him off; he grabbed her right arm and twisted it in an awkward position until she heard it crack.

"Arghhhh!" She screeched out, he broke her arm awhile still raping her. He kept his pace up for a few minutes and came long and loud into her.

"AHhh Clary mhm I've been waiting so long for that." He whispered in her ear as he sat up and pulled himself off her. Clary honestly didn't even care about anything anymore, he had taken her again and she was broke and bruised and in so much pain she couldn't even think.

"Next time I think I'll use that rune again, I want to explore you without getting kicked in the face." Tears slipped down her cheeks realizing she was going to have to endure this again and again. Clary couldn't move her right arm from its odd angle and her face hurt very bad from all the punches and slaps she had taken, her thigh also hurt from that bite he gave her. In the end she ended up passing out because she couldn't deal with the pain and abuse that she had endured.

AN: Hope you didn't hate it. I won't be able to post again until Monday Since I have to work Sunday I am doing father's day for my Husband tomorrow so I'll be busy all weekend. Sorry everyone!