The Truth Will Set You Free….Or Not

Chapter 1

Marie remembered waking up with her ears ringing. She blinked a few times and shook her head and just like that the ringing stopped and her vision cleared. She was in her house lying on the living room floor. The place was a mess. Furniture's were broken, the windows were smashed and there was blood everywhere. She started to get up when a throbbing pain bit her shoulder. She winced and touched her shoulder and her face flushed when her hand touched something wet. When she pulled back, blood stained her fingers and she quickly closed her hands. Blood made her stomach turn, especially if the wound was inflicted on her. Without putting pressure on her left side of the body, she got to her feet. Everything was a mess and the house reeked of demon. There came a lump in her throat when she saw a body on the floor under the dining table. She was lying in her own pool of blood soaking her cloths and staining her hair. Marie felt a scream rise in her throat as she approached the body but she held it back. There, with her hazel brown eyes staring blankly ahead was her mother. She knelt beside her mother, her jeans splashing the pool of blood. She gently pushed the hairs out of her mothers' face. She sniffled and used the back of her hand to whip away the tears that fell and felt something wet brush her face. A sickening feeling crossed her stomach and she wanted to run or call for help, anything to forget this ever happened. She realized that this damage couldn't have gone unnoticed. The Clave should be here soon and there would be no time clean up. She took a breath and began to glamour herself, hid the wounds and scratches along her body the demon impacted but kept the blood. Pink sparks flew at her hair and fingers and soon, she looked as good as new, but she felt awful. Just as the last spark disappeared, the doors burst opened and group of people gathered into the room.
"What happened here?" A lean woman demanded. Her hair was pulled into a tight bun, and her face was sharp. The inquisitor.
"I don't know! I just got here!" she protested. When the inquisitor's eyes rested on the body her faced pinched.
"What did you do?" The inquisitor accused again. Marie snarled.
"I didn't do anything! I told you I-"
"I don't believe you, take her." she barked.
"You can't just take me without a proper reason!" she called.
"Don't tell me how to run my job child!" Before she could say anything a shadow hunter was before her and cuffed her hands tightly. She winced and was led out of the room.

The court room was fairly small but filled with important people. There were the silent brothers, the inquisitor, a few shadow hunters and a warlock. He didn't seem like the type to deal with court but he was serious. She wondered why he was here. Marie remembered the last time she was here. Her mother wanted out the shadow hunter world and wanted to live a normal life. Nothing has changed since she was here. The court was circular and she stood in the center just as her mother did and was looked down upon by highly people. They gave her the same look they did when she requested to leave, disappointment.
"Rosemarie Ethridge." her head turned to look at the inquisitor. "You were at the crime scene with no reason as to why were there or what happened."
"I told you, I just got there and my house was torn, and my mother was dead."
"The house reeks of demon. As you are a warlock, you see where I am going." Marie's mouth gapped open.
"No..." she clenched her hands at her sides until she broke the skin and blood dripped down and unto the floor.
"It's simple really. You summoned a demon and as you are a child, the curiosity got the better of you. However, you couldn't keep the barrier safe and it became lose. It killed you mother, and now it's on the lose." she said with exasperation.
"No, that is not right! That didn't happen!" the cuffs cut into her wrist as she threw up her hands. Hot tears burned the rim of her eyes but she forced them back.
"Then what happened?" she barked. Marie opened her mouth but closed it. She couldn't tell; who would believe her? "I can see you are going to be trouble, I will have you kept here until things are settled."
"What! You can't do that!"
"Yes I can!" she snapped. "You can't have just shown up after the crime was committed. It simply isn't right. Thus, I will have you here until the truth comes out." she folded her thin arms across her chest making it final. Marie felt her world spin; she was so tired that she stumbled a little. She thought no one noticed but the dazzling warlock seemed like the only one in the room that looked at her with compassion.
"Susan," the warlock said finally speaking. "She just lost a mother and she is bathed in her blood. Give her some time and she will heal."
"Who on earth will take her? I would have her held in the cell but as it is being used for something else..."
"I can take her." Marie looked up and saw the warlock take a step forward.
"Magnus!" she said with complete shock. "Are you crazy?"
"A little." The inquisitor gave out an impatient noise.
"My record is clean, I have taken full responsibility and kept track on my guests." he said. The inquisitor for once looked crossed but she signed.
"Very well. We will need to do some more research so she may as well stay for a while with you. I will give you two weeks and by then she should be as you say healed."

"Three." The inquisitor snorted.

"I should think two weeks is enough? I'm giving her grace here so take it."

"I've been down her lain before, it takes more than two weeks, and it took me months to get back up." She looked at Magnus for a long time then rolled her eyes.

"Fine, three weeks, but no more. That is if you can handle her." she said glaring at Marie.
"Oh, I've had worse." He grinned.
The warlock, who was called Magnus, walked down the steps and joined her in the little circle. As he neared she saw that his eyes were green gold cat eyes that seemed to glisten like gems. He wore blue collar shirt and black dress pants. His hair was neatly spiked and very glittery. He had heavy mascara around his eyes and glitter along his eyes.

"Hello Rosemarie, I am Magnus Bane and I will be looking after you." He said swooping a light bow. Before she had time to respond he guided her out of the court room and out of the institute where a black civic was waiting. The drive was long and Magnus was explaining to her his house rules but she could barley listen for her mind was getting numb. The car drew up in front of an apartment. The door opened for her and she got out of the car and the cool night air sent a chill to her bones. She was so tired and stunned that Magnus had to lightly push her to get her moving.
"Here we are!" he boomed as he threw open the door. She stopped by the door unable to move. He looked at her thoughtfully. "Let me take those off." with a snap of his fingers the cuff came off and relief washed over her. Her wrists were swollen and bloody. She stumbled and her back hit the door. She gave a gasp and slowly allowed the glamour to ripple away. The pain in her shoulder slammed into her and she slumped to her knees.
"What the..." Magnus was before her studying her with concern. "What is this? What happened?" for a while Marie couldn't answer. She gasped for breath trying to keep her world from slipping away.
"You know the Clave; they would have accused me of much worse if they saw me like this." Marie said looking up giving a weak smile. He didn't say anything but instead examined her back.

"There's demon poison on the rim of the wound." He said touching it lightly but to Marie it felt like a stab and she bit her lip to keep herself from screaming. "Do you have any idea how stupid this was? There is now demon poison running in your veins." She felt something warm rise on her back and she tensed but soon relaxed as the pain began to decrease.
"I know… but…" She felt the blackness breathe her in and she stopped fighting; she let herself go under and the last thing she heard was Magnus swearing.

Marie woke up with a start. Her head was reeling and her mind was spinning. She found that she was lying on her stomach. The room was fairly dark except for the dim light on the night stand. She felt extremely cold and she shivered. The sheets were pulled up just above her waist and her back was bare. She attempted to get up but firm hands pressed her back keeping her from getting up. She blinked and turned her head and suddenly, there was Magnus standing beside her. There was a chair beside the bed and she wondered how long he had been there.
"My shoulder..." it was siring pain that kept her from finishing.
"You're lucky you have the high warlock of Brooklyn to take after you. Had it been someone else, they wouldn't have known what demon that attacked you let alone cure It." he said crossing his arms over his chest.
"Do you know what demon it was?" there was pause.
"No. But I've seen something like this before so I treated it closely. I'll have to check on it every few hours." Marie rested her head back down onto the pillow her shoulder throbbing. Then, it felt as if something was biting at her wound making it burn. Marie let out a cry and once again she was reliving that moment when the demon mouth came down and bit her shoulder. Her body began to tremble and sweat dripped down her forehead. She squeezed the sheets with her hand and moaned into the pillow.
"You shouldn't have hid it..." she heard him say as he pressed his hand on her wound. At first it burned and she gave cry but a soothing feeling eased the pain and she relaxed her muscles. Her breathing was heavy but at least the pain was numb. She felt soft hands touch hers and she turned her head. Magnus was kneeling beside the bed looking at her. They way he looked at her brought tears to her eyes. She was scared as hell and she didn't know if she would ever be okay but she felt safe and comfortable when he was around. It was as if her world splitting but Magnus was the only thing holding the two pieces together.
"I swear I don't know anything about my mother's death." she whispered. He lightly touched her cheeks and wiped away the tears that fell.
"I know."
"I, I woke up and the demon was gone, the house was a wreck and my mom she-" Marie squeezed her eyes shut and her mother's body flashed across her mind.
"Hey, you don't have to tell me." he said with concern.
"She was lying in her own pool of blood! And I didn't do anything. Had I been stronger, had I done more than maybe…"
"No, Rosemarie, you did everything you could. You're still new to these things. You're still young." he said with a soothing voice.
"I was a coward and I don't deserve this."
"Hey, I don't want to hear that coming from you." he said squeezing her hand. When she didn't say anything, she felt his hand stroke her head slowly and she fell peacefully into sleep.