Okay, I know it's not all tying together so far, but it will soon. Also, I am sorry for the late update. Hope you enjoy.

"Nothing," I heard Jace scream in the cell beside me. For the past couple of hours, all we could hear was scurrying rats and the sound of dripping water.

"Jace, you need to stop freaking out. Sebastian was just trying to scare us," Even as I said those words out loud, I knew they weren't true. Sebastian might be a manipulative bastard, but he never went back on his word.

"You don't know anything Simon. Bloodsuckers like you know nothing."

"I know. He keeps his promise. He said I would regret trying to kill him in Edom and he was right. He made Clary believe I was dead," I slammed my fist against the bars of my cell, but immediately cured as it burned my skin. "He's not going to win," I whispered, tears threatening to spill over. To make matters worse, I haven't seen Isabel in days. The man in the cell across from me say's that all the girls go to the 'chamber.' I prayed that it wasn't what I thought it was.

Suddenly, the ground started to rumble. "What's going on?" I panicked. I could practically hear the grin in Jace voice, "Its Clary. She's here." Suddenly the door banded opened, and Sebastian came in.

"You're coming with me."

…..

"Come out, come out wherever you are," Clary chimed, rounding the corner. She let out a crackling laugh. Twenty or so Endarken stood in front of her, weapons at hand. Even as they stood there, there expressions stoic, she could see the fear, see their uneasiness, there uncertainly. She loved it.

"Awe, where Sebby? We never got to finish out game." She whined.

"In order to get to Lord Sebastian you must get thru us," one of them yelled. There others growled in agreement, raising their weapons.

"Challenge accepted," she breathed. Before any of the Endarken could move a muscle, Clary had a knife In hand and had slit ten of their throats.

"Who's next," She asked from behind them. They whirled around in shock, which turned into anger. They charged forward. A second later, they laid unmoving on the ground.

"Sebby, come out and play. I'm getting bored," Clary yelled, starting to get frustrated. Sebastian appeared around the corner, Endarken in tow. Not only that but Jace and… Simon. Clarys felt my heart contract. No, no, no, they weren't suppose to be here, Clary thought. Her care free composer began to slip. She realized why they were here; Sebastian brought them there to use them against them. For a moment, the old Clary broke free and she felt herself begin to move forward, but the rune reclaimed its hold on her and she was back.

"You brought more toys. Fun!" Clary squealed like a little girl, clapping her hands.

"Sister let's not play games. This is war and lives will be lost, have been lost, but we can stop this. Let's not make the same mistakes as our parents. You and I both know that together I and you can rule the world, any world. It can be-"

"Save it," Clary cut him off. "I don't want to hear your melodramatic speech about belonging. I admit, together we would make a good team. But here's the thing," Clary took a step forward, "with you, you'll always be the one in control, you'll be the one who makes the rule." She took another step forward, "I own me and I own my world. Do what you want with the other ones, but this is my world, this is the Shadowhunters world, the human's world, this is not your world. This is mine and I do not want you in it. Take your Shadowhunters, take Jace, take Simon, and take whoever you want. I don't care. Just get the hell out," She spitted out the last part, a look of pure disgust on her face.

Sebastian sighed, "I gave you a chance sister, but I don't care about owning this world. I care about owning you-""Melodramatic," Clary yelled, but Sebastian ignored her," And I will have you. I know you're powerful, but you against me and my whole Endarken army, is impossible to beat. You'll lose. Just surrender now.

"Oh Sebastian," Clary sighed, "How much I pity you. You think this rune is for more power? Energy can't be created nor destroyed or created, and the same goes for power." Sebastian looked at her, confused. "My rune links my power to your Endarken. The stronger your army grows, the stronger I grow. You're fighting fire with fire, and I will destroy you." Clary looked around her. The bodies of her dead brother lay around her. "I already there power and most of their lives. With my army I will gain back Idris."

Sebastian scoffed, "What army?"

"This one," the bodies of the Endarken she killed earlier turned to ash. Suddenly, the Downworlder and Shadowhunters beside her sat up gasping for breath. "The more of you I kill the stronger my army will get. Prepare to die, Brother."

This was the second to last chapter and there is one more left, and it will be way more longer . Thank you for reading so far. Please review, follow or favorite. I will update before Christmas. I'm also considering making a new mortal instruments fanfiction called ,"The Phantom of the Institute," and it will either be Clabastian or Clace. Message me or comment below what you think of it.

-FayNightRaven