Hiiiii. Okay so I'm going to make sure this chapter is longer than the last two chapters. This chapter is from Jace's point of view and it's going to sound a lot like Sebastian but, no, that's because Valentine made Jace more like him using the cup. Okay, enjoy the chapter,. R&R

Chapter 3: Jace

"I will never let you hurt anyone I love, like you have to Jace" I swore.

"You had been asleep for about a week" Valentine said, feigning a frown. "The war has already begun. I'll show you what your disobedience does to your friends. You killed me, so I'll return the favor and kill your little friends at the New Your institute. Tonight.."

JACE'S POV

Finally! Those bastards will die, the one's who tried to keep me from reaching my full potential. The boy Alec who calls himself my brother. He is a pathetic waste of space. Him and his warlock friend are an insult to everything on this planet. And the girl Isabelle, the one who love's a bloodsucker. I felt myself shiver in revolt. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I heard the only me screaming at me, cusing at me for even thinking these thoughts. It was the old me. The one who only believed that good deserves to win. What is good? What if I think I'm good. What gives them the right to tell me other wise. He's the one that love's Clarissa. I agree with these feelings. Well, I don't love her, but because of him, I want her. Not even her, if to be exact. Just her body.

I broke out of my thoughts, just in time to see Clarissa lunge at Valentine. I just sat back calmly. The girl worthless. I would even pay to get rid of her. She's a traitor to this family, just like our mother. Yet Valentine secretly wants her to stay. It must be because of Seb- Jonathan. Ever since he came back from the dead, he had hated her, but when the old me talked about her, his desire grew. Behind his pitch black eyes, you can see the way he really looks at her. I hate it. I don't know why. It's not like I want her that much. It's just something wrong with the way he looks are her.

"I still don't know why I haven't killed you yet" Valentine hissed at Clarissa, who was staggering backwards and trying to get back us. She should know better by now. Every time she try's to be defiant against, stand against him, he'll just strike you back down.

"Valentine, please leave her alone" Jocelyn begged him, running over to him.

"I'm not going to let this child run free. Unlike you, I'm trying to teach my child respect, and how to be a proper shadowhunters. All you have done is teach her to hid. Now she's as useful as a mundane." Valentine spat back.

"You have no right to say that. You turned our son into a monster. And now he's gone. All that's left in his place is this demon. And you are no better than hi-" Jocelyn was cut off as Valentine slapped her across the face. I flinched. Even Jonathan flinched. But there was Clarissa, her face pale white with shock.

As much as I hate that woman and her child, I got to say, they are both are one of the most defiant shadowhunters I know. And the most naive. Because a split second later, Clarissa pounced on Valentine, a look of rage on her face. I sighed and sat back.

'Not this again' I thought bitterly.

Valentine threw her across the room with the flicker of his wrist. Clarissa hit the wall, and landed on the floor. Jocelyn tried to hit Valentine but he grabbed her arm and twisted it.

"Jace. Teach Clarissa what happens when she disobeys her father." Valentine announce.

"With pleasure," I said, standing out of my chair.

For some reason I felt both honored and angry. I felt honored that Valentine chose me over Jonathan, but angry at my self because I wanted to do this. The old me is trying to break though, trying to make me weak again. I pushed those thoughts out of my head as I slowly approached Clarissa.

She was on the ground, her lip bleeding, fiery red hair everywhere, and her bright green eyes brimmed with tears.

"Awe, are you going to cry" I asked, crouching down in front of her. I realized I was her weakness, the old me at least.

"This isn't you Jace," she said sadly.

"This is me. It's just not the version of me you like." I mumbled, playing with a strand of her hair. I was going to make this bitch regret ever loving me.

"I know your in there somewhere,"

"I'm right here. Can't you feel it?" I asked, grabbing her by her hair and bending her head back.

She must of realized that her little speech wasn't going to work because she started struggling. She kicked at me, but we both knew it was no use. I had more years of training, more years of experience. Plus, she was in no condition to fight.

I began to stand up, pulling her up by her hair, lifting her up off the ground, her toes barely touch the ground.

"What should I do to her," I asked Valentine, though never loosing eye contact with Clarissa.

"Whatever you think is punishable, just make sure both of you are prepared by morning. There's an institute we have to destroy"

"Let go of her," Jocelyn shouted. The Morganstern woman should have learned that if you act out, you must be taught a lesson."We have a deal," Jocelyn barked at Valentine, struggling against his hold.

Valentine leaned foreword and whispered something into her ear. When he pulled away. Jocelyn's face was white as paper.

"You can't be serious" she whispered.

"It's a simple deal. Not much to it. Come on" Valentine said, actually smiling,"You can't deny the truth. "

"I would never allow that to hap-"

"Its not your choice. It will happen either way" Valentine cut in." But if you agree, it will be so much easier on you. And for her. Maybe."

What did he say to her? I shock my head, clearing my thoughts. Clarissa continued to struggle against my hold. Suddenly, quicker than I could react, she lifted her knee straight into my groin. I immediately let go of her, my knee's buckling.

That bitch

CLARY's POV

I ran as fast as I could toward the room I woke up in. If I went the other way it meant that I would run strait into Valentine. Before I could even make it half way I felt someone slam me strait into the wall.

Sebastian.

"Let me go" I hissed. He pinned me against the wall, with my hands over my head. I grimaced when he put his mouth next to my ear and said," Did you know that before we, I, turned Jace, that I could hear his thoughts, hear your angel boys thoughts. With the mark Lilith used to bond us, I could hear him begging to see you again, saying that he loved, over and over again, hopelessly crying out for you to come and save him, because you to were meant to be, but when we turned him, that voice diapered. Your angel boy's gone Clarissa. No matter how hard you try to get him back, you'll never be together again."

"Your a manipulative bastard. Why should I listen to you"I hissed.

"Because you want to" he breath onto my neck, pushing his hold body against mine.

" . " I grounded out though clenched teeth. He had my legs pinned so I couldn't move them. I struggled his hold on my hand but it was useless.

"But why would I do that," he asked, feigning sadness. Suddenly, he ripped the Morganstern necklace of my neck. I tryed to grab at it. It was all I had left of Jace, all I had of the real Jace.

"Give that back" I growled.

"Why should I" he asked.

"Jonathan" Valentine barked."Put your sister down. We'll deal with her and her friends later. "

"But, Valentin-" "We'll deal with them later" Valentine snapped." We're going on a family trip"

This got Sebastian's attention. " To where" he inquired.

"Edom."

Why are they going to Edom? Can Clary save Jace? Does Sebastian have felling's for her? What was Valentine's deal with Jocelyn? Find out in the next chapter. Also, I'm really not sure if I want to make this a Clace or a Clabastion fanfiction, or do neither, or both. Comment which one you want. Please R&R.

-FayNightRaven