A/N this is my first fanfic and if I get reviews, I will know to continue, if not I will decide (queue evil laugh)

Clary opened the door, carefully so as to not disturb whichever one of her brothers was lurking inside. If it was Jonathan, she was safe, but if it was Sebastian hidden in the shadows, she was in trouble.
Now the thing about her two brothers was that they were the same person. This may seem confusing, however, her brother suffered from something known as multiple personality disorder. Though there was no physical change, except the fact that his eyes inexplicably darkened, between the two "people" they had extremely different personalities.
Jonathan was loving, kind and everything anyone could ask for in a brother, whereas when Sebastian came out, she feared for her life. Jonathan was responsible for tending to the wounds left on her broken body, when Sebastian inflicted them. Jonathan was completely unaware of his part in her abuse. As far as he knew the sole provider of her injuries was their father, Valentine, though she had no need to fear for her safety yet as he came home later on due to his job.
Tiptoeing inside, clary saw her brother at the far end of the room, where he appeared to be writing in a notepad. She glided past him, as quiet as a mouse, before gracefully crashing into the bin.

"בן צונה" she yelped as her toes crunched on the side of the bin and she tripped, ready to fall flat on her face. As quick as the Flash, her brother caught her. She looked up and looked at his face, or more specifically, his eyes. Her breath hitched as she took in the distinct colour of them. Black. As the night, onyx, ravens, you name it. A black hole waiting to swallow you up and spit you back out again, or let yourself be lost in those dark abysses.

His grip tightened around her waist. Her breathing quickened as her throat contracted with fear.
"Clary, Clary." He purred, "you really thought that you could escape me?"
His warm breath tickled her ear as his lips travelled across her cheek. One of his hands travelled north, roughly grabbing her clothed breast.
He repositioned both himself and Clary, so that his legs straddled her, pinning down her body. He tore off her shirt, his aggressive nature shining through. He undressed both himself and his sister, her head hitting the fallen bin as he shifted her forwards slightly.

She accepted her fate and embrace the darkness.

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בן צונה:son of a bitch

~Sorry about the llama's~