Prologue
Jocelyn POV
The only thing I am able to hear is my heavy breathing and the sounds of my horse galloping away to the Fairchild Manor. I have just escaped the Accords Hall and the uprising, on my way to retrieve my son and be free of the Shadowhunter world. I can see the Fairchild Manor coming up as I continue to ride my horse to the east, to make it in time to find my son.
After 5 minutes of anticipation to arrive at my destination, I'm finally here. As soon as I'm near I jump off my horse and run through the manor, frantically sprinting up the stairs and to my bedroom. I open the mahogany door, to find my parents and my son in my bedroom.
"Darling, what are you doing here?" My father looks up at me from a book in his hands. My father is sitting on my bed reading and my mother is continuously rocking Jonathan- my son- back and forth; she looks at me, "Honey, I thought you were at the accords hall, what's wrong?" Their faces are awaiting answers, but I can't give them everything.
"Mother, father, we must leave immediately. Go downstairs and prepare the horses, I'll pack for myself and Jonathan. GO NOW" I say at once, they look at me like I'm delirious.
"Honey, what's going on? Why must we leave immediately?" My mother approaches me looking at me as if I'm some poor injured animal who needs help.
"Because Valentine will come after us. There is an uprising taking action in the city because of the circle, and we need to leave now. We must save ourselves" I say, hoping they'll just listen and do as I say.
"Alright. Adele, come help me get the horses ready. Jocelyn, quickly pack light for you and Jonathan" My father says, we all listen to his orders and get to work immediately.
They run past me to get to the stables, and I grab a duffel bag and stuff some of mine and Jonathan's clothes in there. I take a quick look around the bedroom that Valentine and I share to see if i'm missing anything. My eyes land on a box and I know it's the one my father had made for Jonathan. I cant leave that here.
Quickly putting it in my bag, I grab Jonathan from his cot and place him on my bed and stare into his soulless black eyes. He scares me, my own son scares me. I know he is a demon, but he is my son, is he not? I can't leave him, especially not with Valentine, I can't put my own son through a childhood with him. He'll ruin Jonathan, tare a part what little humanity he has left and use him as weapon.
His eyes will always be black, like his fathers, he'll always have demon blood in him. But I have to give my son a chance. I take a scarf out of my wardrobe and wind it around my neck and make a small carrier for Jonathan. Placing a hand gently under his fragile head, I place him inside the scarf.
Once I know he's secure and safe wrapped in my scarf, I get my duffel bag and run down the staircase. I jog past rooms that I'll never see again, when something stops me dead in my tracks. Valentine. He's here, looking at me, he still wears his black shadowhunter gear covered with innocent people's blood. His white hair has streaks of red, and he stood silently still, not moving a muscle.
"Valentine" I say, surprised that my voice is not shaking, but steady.
"Jocelyn, where on earth do you think you're going?" His voice as usual, is persuasive and cold.
"Away from you" I grit my teeth and stare right into his eyes.
"Do you really think you can go anywhere I won't be able to find you?" he takes two steps closer to me, and I step back, afraid of him coming anywhere near me.
"Get away from me Valentine. I won't let you ruin mine or Jonathan's life anymore" I try to grab the vase on the table near me so i can have some sort of weapon against Valentine.
He just stares at me, like i'm some sort of little lamb trying to fight an elephant. "Jocey, be reasonable with me, please"
I see a flash of shadows behind Valentine and I soon realise who's here. Valentine follows my gaze, his black eyes land on Luke; who's clothes are torn up and bloody from the events that occurred in the Accords Hall.
"Valentine, step away from Jocelyn right now or I'll send my wolves on you" Luke threatens, but Valentine merely laughs like he has just been told a joke.
"Cute Lucian. Sending your puppies on me. I suggest you stay away or it will end terribly for you" Valentine shoots back staring at Luke's blue eyes.
Luke smiles, and then says: "Have it your way" in a flash of a second, the windows and doors of the manor being broken and shattered by the Werewolves coming through and making their way to Valentine.
I stare in shock, Valentine swiftly fights off the first four, but when more come I see he's struggling. My legs feel like they're glued to the floor and are unable to move from their spot, so all I do is stare in absolute shock as I watch a pack of werewolves get the better of Valentine Morgenstern.
I feel a pull on my shoulder and look away from the scene before me. It's Luke, his face full of worry, rage and kindness. never the less, it calms me to see him. "Jocelyn, we must leave now" I obey, and we make our way out of the manor and to the stables.
"Luke, Luke! Wait!" I tell him to stop, "Where are my parents?" I ask him, not able to see either one of them anywhere.
Luke's face falls from a frazzled expression, to a sympathetic one, and i know immediately what has happened. "NO!" I scream, Valentine has murdered my parents. My parents, the people who have brought me up and have always cared for me are dead.
A sudden rage fills me and i scream out again. Luke holds me tight and whispers in my ear that everything will be alright, but will it? My husband is a psychopathic zealot who is obsessed with his idea of a perfect 'pure' world, my son is filled with Lilith's blood, my parents are dead, the clave's falling apart and Shadowhunters and downworlders are fighting against each other, how will it ever be alright?
Luke's whispers are drowned out from the many voices coming towards us, I look up and see many members of the clave; who are thankfully, not Valentine's followers. I spot Madeline Bellefluer and she comes rushing towards me.
"Jocelyn, Luke. Where is Valentine?" She asks, with the hint of a french accent. I could barely hear her over everyone else's questions that they decided to throw at us.
"He's inside, my pack is-" Luke is cut off.
"HE'S GONE! VALENTINE HAS DISAPPEARED!" I whip my head around to stare, mouth wide open, at a werewolf who looks like they're going to be sick.
After the werewolf had spoken, everyone had gone silent, all shocked. No one saying anything, until: "What?" I ask, deadly quiet, staring the werewolf down.
The werewolf backs away from my gaze and turns to look to his Alpha- Luke. "He just disappeared, out of nowhere. We were all doing our best to fight him off, but he just vanished out of thin air" The werewolf looks like he'd just been traumatised. It's only now that I realise how young he might be. Possibly 16 or 15, he has a youthful face, and looks quite boyish. I immediately feel bad for glaring at the innocent boy.
"That is not possible!" Someone declares, I turn to find the source of the voice and see Imogen Herondale.
"It happened!" Soon, everyone is in a fight at what happened. Theories being spread around the front of the Fairchild Manor.
But I don't pay attention, I just focus on my baby boy wrapped safely in my blue scarf around my neck. He's looking right up at me, and i feel slightly terrified. I stare right into his black holes looking for any emotion. But find none. A mother can only dream...
"Jocelyn" I snap my head up to meet the blue eyes of my best friend.
"Luke" I say, my voice is croaky from the tears I had shed when finding out my parents death.
"Jocelyn, we have been told we are allowed to leave. They will question us tomorrow, but for now, let's get you rested." His voice is soothing and soft, I feel relaxed when he wraps and arm around my waist to guide me to a carriage waiting for me.
END
Sooooo, please be kind to me. It's my first fan fic and i'm just hoping i'll get a few good reviews
The next chapter is basically going to be a part 2 to the prologue, then the actual story will begin:)
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