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Clary woke up with a start, she glanced around her room until her eyes came to rest on a familiar shape sitting on an ancient oak rocking chair, tucked away in the corner of her room. Jonathan's blonde hair was damp as if he had recently showered or bathed, he gazed at hee through calm, neutral eyes. He spoke clearly for early in the morning, "Good Morning, sister dear."

Clary swung her legs over her bed to rest on the carpeted floor before she gingerly rose to her feet. One of her ankles cracked in protest and she stumbled towards the ground but before she could react Jonathan appeared in front of her steadying her with his long, careful fingers. "Thanks" she muttered quietly. He looked down at her with amusement shimmering in his black eyes. "Are you ready to begin the experiment again, love?

Experiment? Clary glanced up at her brother in utter shock. "Surely you haven't forgotten Clarrisa? " Of course she hadn't but she hoped he might of. He gestured vaguely towards a door down the hall, "Have a shower, first." He said in attempt to make her feel better, it didn't. She looked at the door and back at him with a wide look of pure terror as she disappeared through the bathroom door.

The bathroom was luscious it was white, bright and clean with lots of windows, she curiously peered out of the largest window. Greens and browns colored her vision as she gazed out into the trees in amazement.

The shower dome was massive and there were three large shower heads with adjustable positions, she opened the large glass door and turned the knob. Steam instantly filled the huge bathroom as she sat on the vanity waiting for the shower to heat up.

Clary reluctantly stuck her hand under the stream of water coming down from three different angles, just right she thought. Clary found a medium sized white fluffy towel and dumped it by the vanity along with her pile of old clothes. She stepped under the water and let it consume her, the warmth was such a relief and the water washing her brother's filth from her body felt like being set free. She grabbed the slippery soap in between her fingers and palm, and began washing herself.

"Don't think you can hide in there forever Clary!" Jonathan's voice echoed around the large bathroom and with that she twisted the knob sharply to the right, off. Clary bent down to pick up the white, fluffy towel and wrapped it around her body she turned towards the doorway but collided with a lean shape standing in her way. "You forgot your clothes." he murmured quietly. Clary snatched the clothes from his grasp and pushed him back towards the door. He refused to budge with her shove but turned on his on accord and headed out the door with a glance towards his sister, he left.

Clary sort through the pile of clothes he'd given her, well gown he'd given her an enchantment gown. It was beautiful it flowed from where it was tangled in Clary's small hands, it had a jewled bodice covered in emeralds and rubyies that brought out her green eyes. Clary glanced back towards her own clothes torned and covered in dirt.

Clary looked through the window towards the luscious green grass and tall trees a shadowy figure stood at the edge of the wide clearing, he met her steady gaze as he meandered forward. The shadows lifted from his face to real a halo of golden hair shaping his heart shapedface and golden eyes to match. Jace.

As he came to stand a foot from the window, his teeth flashed a brilliant white smile. Clary reached for his narrow jaw and cheek. Jace's face morphed and rippled into one with a stronger jawline and sharper bone structure. Jonathan.

"What do you see?" A voice sounded from behind Clary she jumped in fright as strong arms wrapped around her small frame. "It only shows you what you want to see, so what did you see?" Jonathan questioned sharply. "Max, Max Lightwood I saw him, alive." she growled maliciously.

(A/N: Incest don't read if it offends you...)

"I know that's not what you saw," he told her calmly. "Then what did I see Sebastian?!" Anger and frustration clouded her judgment and she forgot how temperamental he could be. "Me." he stated matter-of-factly. Clary felt a cold wave of terror as he dived at her, he pressed her body close to hers. "What are you doing?" Clary asked dreading the answer. "I told you I wanted someone to be like me, I didn't say it had to be you." Jonathan smiled at her, but it was all wrong it wasn't warm and friendly like Jace's it had a twisted cruelty to it.

Jonathan smashed his lips against hers in a tidal wave of fury, he bit down on her lip and with that everything went black.

Clary began to lapse in and out of consciousness flashes of Jonathan's white hair and black eyes clouded her vision, his body on top of hers. Clary new that between her lapses in and out of consciousness she had began crying Jonathan's moans drowning out her weak sobs.

(A/N: Incest scene over...)

Clary opened her eyes to a blood red room, that was clearly not hers she was covered in her own dried blood and tears. She struggled to stand up without the support of her bed, her legs shook like jelly and ached from effort. She slipped in some still wet blood that had dripped down from her legs and created a pool by her bed. She didn't attempt to rise from her spot on the floor so she brought her legs up to her chin and curled up in a comforting ball and began to cry.

(Jonathan) JPOV

Jonathan stopped beside his bedroom door where his dear sister lay resting. Jonathan had violated her. A flood of an unfamiliar emotion rushed over his body. Guilt. He could hear her broken and fearful sobs coming from under the door. By the angel what have I done?

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