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The Nightmares

A/N: This is the chapter I have been wanting to write. I hope it is good!

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I'm really sorry for the wait, I sort of had a blank!

It was their first night there and it was late, though how late, no-one knew (None of them were wearing watches). Thorne was asleep, though the rest of them weren't because he was obviously having nightmares and he was being very loud about it. Jace couldn't really blame him for the nightmares because, well, everyone had them. And the worse horrors you had seen, the worse and more occurring the nightmares were. It was a fact. Captain Jack, beside him, wasn't being as considerate.

"Uuuuuurgh! Will he ever shut up! Do you think I should wake him?" He asked impatiently. "Nah, leave him, he'll wake up on his own soon." Jace replied. "But I want my sleep! The captain pouted. "If you want to wake him up, wake him up yourself!" Jace whisper-shouted as to not wake up the man sleeping not-so-soundlessly on the damp and cold ground.

Jack approached him and whispered into his ear. When that didn't work, he tried tapping his shoulder and then shaking him lightly. Eventually, he sighed, got up and resorted to giving him a hefty kick with his boot. "JACK! By the angel, what the frick are you doing!!" Asked Jace angrily. "I'm waking him up!" Came the reply. Jace sighed and the sleeping man was startled awake.

"Wait... what... where am I?" Thorne was confused. A darkness crept across his face as the events of yesterday slowly dawned on him. "Uuuuugh... why did you wake me up?" "It was all his doing, I had no part in this." Jace stated pointly. "You were being annoying!" Jack stressed. "Yah, but still, no need to wake me up! I was having a perfectly good dream!" Thorne replied. The two of them shot him glares, the kind that makes you feel like not only can they tell you're lying, they can see all the secrets you have ever kept. "Fine, not exactly a good dream, but sleep is sleep and now I am awake because you woke me up!" He replied, his face looking less like the face of a man in his early twenties and more like a six year old moaning because their mum got them up too early for school.

"Look, you were keeping us awake with your moaning and wailing like a darn banshee. You can go back to sleep now, just don't start up again. I know I don't look like it but I need my beauty sleep. All my wondrous looks don't come from nothing, you know!"
"Yah, they probably come from years of expensive plastic surgery" "Excuse me! All this is completely natural!!! Unlike your hair!" "My hair is naturally blonde!"
Jace was highly insulted. His hair was his pride and glory. Who does he think he is to insult his hair like that?! He may be immortal but Jace was still better looking! And it was naturally blonde!
"Look, both of ye are just arguing because ye both know I am well better-looking! I am master of the swag!!" Thorne added. "No-one asked for your opinion, Thorne!" Jack said with an eye-roll. Thorne smirked. "No-one ever does, especially not Cinder, but I give it anyway"
"Wait, wait, hold your horses. When you say Cinder, do you mean Cinder as in Princess/Queen/Empress Selene, known by her close friends as Cinder, that Cinder?!" "Well, I don't know about Empress yet, and I'm pretty sure she is about to resign as Queen, but I'm pretty sure that is the Cinder I'm talking about. Why, you know her?"
"Do I know her? She is in every single history e-book ever written! Kids learn about her in school! She's one of the most famous people ever to live! And you know her personally?!"
"She's one of my best friends! By the way, speaking of famous, is there anything about me learned at school?" He grinned charmingly, almost flirtatiously.
"Now that I think about it, I remember something about a cadet called Carswell Thorne... He helped out with the revolution. There was a short paragraph about him in the hundred page book we had to read about the revolution."
"A small paragraph! Cadet!! I'm insulted!! I played a huge part in the rebellion and I AM A CAPTAIN!!" "Hey, don't shoot the messenger! I'm just telling you what I learned in school!"
"What did it say about me?"
"Well, if I can remember correctly, it says that when Her Highness was escaping from jail, she miscalculated and instead of landing in an empty cell, she happened to land in your cell. You then told her you had a spaceship, (the Rampion or something?) and since she needed the transport, she agreed to let you come with her. It doesn't say much about your work in the revolution, but you were manipulated by Queen Levana and used first as a bargaining chip and later as a weapon in the final battle of the whole thing and two of your fingers got shot off. Which explains those" He pointed at Thorne's metal fingers. "After the revolution, you travelled the world for two years as captain of the crew delivering the Letumosis antidote and you later get married to... actually I'm not going tell you any more because I don't want to spoil your own future."
"What about me, does it say anything about me in the mundane history books?" "Jace... wait, what was your last name again?" "It's sort of complicated, but Herondale, I guess"
"No Jace Herondale at all."
"I didn't think so, Shadowhunters are rarely in mundane books"
"What's a Shadowhunter?" Asked Thorne. Jace realized his mistake and almost face-palmed. He just broke the law. Not that the law really mattered to him but still...
Actually, technically, it was an exceptional circumstance. "We are the protectors of this earth from demons. The children of Raziel, the Angel. You will probably see what I can do, later."
They didn't even look surprised,which was extremely unusual. But, again, yesterday had more surprises than they had ever seen.
They sat in silence for a few moments, which was extremely unusual for them as between all of them, this jail cell should be the noisiest in the world. But it wasn't.
It felt extremely unnatural
Of course, one of them had to break the silence eventually. And they all had that thought at the one time. The result of that was a cacophony of all three of their voices. No-one heard what anyone else said.
The first voice he heard was Jack's asking was any of them single. Jace wasn't and he told Jack in quite a rude way that he had a girlfriend. Thorne also mentioned that he had a girlfriend. Jack sighed heavily, mainly because he was probably planning on hitting on one of them.

Jace then said what he had been planning on saying. "Does anyone have anything to drink?" "No, and anyway, how old are you? You're hardly the legal drinking age." Replied Jack snarkily, obviously still upset at being turned down. "I'm nineteen, which is the legal drinking age in over half of the countries worldwide. Just because I happen to be currently in the USA, I am also currently in a basement underground, waiting to be tortured, which I think might just be slightly more illegal than an eighteen year old drinking." Jace argued.
"You have solid logic, but sadly, solid logic does not usually summon alcohol. If it did the world we would be such a better place." Grumbled Jack.
The silence was about to descend again. Jace had to act quickly. "Thorne, you were going to say something?" "Yah, but I can't remember it now. You distracted me." Thorne seemed lost in thought, which was odd, because Jace didn't think he had a brain capable of doing that.
"Hey, what are you thinking about?" "Nothing really" He sighed. "It's going to be a long few weeks. How am I going to survive this?!"