JACE

My head felt like it was being electrocuted. It was overwhelmed with pain and sorrow and I couldnt find the source. Or anything for that matter. I was just spinning in blackness... it felt like I was in limbo.

I heard shouting and noise from all around me. I felt pain all over my body, but no one was near to hurt me. It all made me nauseous. I shut my eyes hoping to drain it all away.

After what seemed like forever I finally felt my feet on solid ground. I fell over immediately from all the moving, but I didn't open my eyes yet.

I felt a sharp kick in my rib and I screamed in pain, but it wasn't me who was screaming. It came from me, but it wasn't me. I was confused at what was happening. I opened my eyes out of confusion and looked up at the figure staring back at me. My blood went cold when I saw Valentine standing over me. I wanted to jump up and kill him, but for some reason I wasn't in control of my body.

"Ple... please stop." I said, but it still wasn't me. Another sharp pain came from my other rib. "Begging makes you weak. You are weak." He replied with disgust in return. "I thought I taught you how to be a real leader. All you are is pathetic."

I stumbled up onto my feet, but I was met with another blow to my gut. My body hit the cold ground once more. "You'll never be the best." He said while taking a step back. "Its a shame, cause I only take the best." He finished while walking away.

I stumbled to my feet again and my body moved towards the mirror. My eyes met another pair staring right back at me. But I wasn't looking at myself.

I was looking at a red headed teenager. Clary.

Her face was bruised and tears were forming in her eyes. I felt her pain. I felt every emotion that was coursing though her body. I wanted so badly to reach out and help her. I wanted to take her pain away. But I couldnt. I was trapped.

I was like a ghost living inside of her soul. Feeling everything she felt. I was invisible to her. My heart broke as we stumbled towards the bedroom. I hissed in pain as she laid on the bed.

The night went on and Clary fell asleep, but I laid awake. Her eyes were closed so I couldnt see the outside world. Or whatever I was in.

I could hear her slow heartbeat as she slept. Her breathing was uneven on one side due to her rib being bruised.

"Where am I?" I asked myself as she slept. The alarm went off and suddenly I could see out again. My...her...my? I didnt know. But our ribs ached in protest, yet she still got out of bed.

I noticed after a while she headed towards the training room. "This is going to be a long day." I said to myself.