Jonathan's Return (The Mortal Instruments)

Chapter 3: The Plan

Chapter 3 : The Plan

Clary comes out of her room wearing a black mini dress with a leather jacket. She finds Jonathan on the couch with a glass of wine in one hand. He was looking out the window, as if he was reminiscing about a happy memory he had. He had changed as well. He was wearing a black button up, exposing his bare chest, a jacket and black pants.

"You're staring, you know?" Jonathan said snapping Clary back to reality. She comes into the living room as sits next to Jonathan. He hands her a glass of the same wine. "Now I think it's time you heard my plan."

Jonathan explained that the Rune she has is like Jace's Rune. But it gives her free will so she's able to think for herself, but she finds a desire to please Jonathan. So he still has control over her. Clary's mind was spinning. She was now Jonathan's little puppet and she liked it! "Clary do you remember that cup we made the last time? Jonathan asked. Clary remembered everything like it was a dream. Jonathan had made a second Mortal Cup but this one had demon blood in it instead of angel blood. "Yes I remember it Jonathan. What do you want with it?" Clary questioned warily afraid of the answer she might get.

"I know where it is. And I want you to help me get it. We can start our own army of shadowhunters together. As one." Jonathan answered. "But first we should pay Jace a visit, maybe he'll want to join us." His smile bright and his eyes gleamed. Clary got up and reached for Jonathan's hand. "Okay but I don't want Jace with us. He isn't part of this." Clary hissed. Clary agreed with Jonathan's plan as long as the people she cares about weren't harmed. "Of course, Clary. I thought it would make you happy." Jonathan turned to her. Freshly applied Runes gleamed on his chest. He reached for her face and kissed her. And she didn't draw away. When they broke apart, they were in front of The Institute.
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Jonathan and Clary were standing in the doorway of The Institute. Jace,unable to move from shock, yells "What the hell are you doing with her, Jonathan?" His face twisted from anguish and bitterness. Clary looked perfectly fine and unharmed. Jace silently thanked The Angel that she was okay.

"By the Angel, Clary what are you doing with him? What are you wearing? What did he do to you, Clary?" Jace exclaimed, breaking out of his stillness.

"Nothing's wrong with me, Jace. I'm still the same Clary. Just upgraded." Clary says sincerely. "I know what side I should really be on now. My side is with Jonathan." Clary looks up to Jonathan, she puts one hand resting on his chest and the other around his back.

Everything happened so fast. Jace ran toward Clary and Jonathan. His eyes filling with tears. Jace called for all of the other shadowhunters and downworlders in the house to grab Clary and Jonathan.

Clary was right. She was an upgraded version of herself. She was faster, stronger, and smoother with her movements. Her technique and skill had improved tenfold. Jace ran to her, arms out stretched, only to feel her hand collide with his healing wound. He screeched out in pain.

"I told you Jace. My place is with Jonathan. We wanted to come here in peace and invite you to help us, but now your blood will stain this beautiful carpet." Clary's face, beautiful as ever, was contorted into a grimace like killing Jace was beneath her.

"How could you, Clary?" Jace hissed. "After you saw what I went through when Jonathan cursed me to him."

"Ha. But I'm not cursed to him. I still have free will. My choices are my own. And my choice is to be with Jonathan when we make a new army of shadowhunters. And you will be the head of the army. Jonathan's lap dog." Clary says. Her tone full of pride and satisfaction. Clary was sure she had won this battle but what she didn't realize was Alec coming up behind her drawing the Rune of Quietude.

"NO! I will come back for you, my love!" Jonathan yelled from the doorway before he vanished.

Clary had dropped to the floor. As the group slowly recovered from the battle, drawing iratzes on wounds.

"What are we supposed to do with her?"Alec pondered. "She's obviously loyal to Jonathan and in love with him too."

Jace winced at Alec's last comment. How could she love Jonathan? Jace and Clary love each other. Or so he thought.

"For now put her in her old room but grab the chains and manacles. If we don't restrain her, she'll run back to Jonathan." Jace answered hurt.