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Prologue
Idris, Alicante
Clary's Pov
September 12, 2009
"You sending me away?" I scream out at Maryse.
"For your protection, yes." She seemed completely uncaring that I was angry or upset.
"Why?" I demand.
"Because," Her teeth grit all of a sudden and her nostrils flare, "You are an untrained, irresponsible and dangerous child. You've nearly gotten Jace, Isabelle and Alec killed. You illegally came here-"
"Jace purposely left me behind. That wasn't his decision!" I retort back to her.
She eyes bulge from me interrupting. "But your response was reckless. You could have-"
"I'm trying to save my mother. One of the few people who knows Valentine well enough to predict his next move. I'm trying to help"
Again her eyes bulge as I interrupt her and this time seemed to be it. "Shut up!" I step back a few paces. "You are being sent away to a... foster family. From there you will attend the Los Angeles Institution for proper training! When they have deemed you responsible and experienced enough you will join as a full member of the clave. It doesn't matter if you turn 18 before that happens, you will be treated as a child till we decide not to."
"But-"
"No buts! You will go and you will accept the Claves decision."
"Luke is accepting this?"
"Luke doesn't get a say!"
"But he's my dad!"
"Valentine is your father!"
"Valentine supplied the sperm, Luke raised me. That makes him my father!"
"Enough! We have taken the liberty of packing a bag for you. You have clothing, your art supplies, a seraph blade, and Shadowhunter gear. You leave now, as soon as the portal is set."
I sigh knowing I was defeated, "This foster family, who are they?"
"I don't know, they're a mundane foster family. The clave though since you were raised around mundanes you should stay with mundanes." With that she walks out of the room. I stand still in shock for a second.
"It for your protection, Clary," I turn around to see Jace.
"You told them to send me away?" I gasp. He nods, not looking sad or guilty, but rather like he did a good thing. "I can't even say good-bye Jace! They will treat me as a child for years thanks to you."
"You act like a child!"
"Not as much as you! Pretending you know best, that you're some grand hero, that you're some poor boy who had a bad father and a messed up childhood but turned out utterly amazing. Well, you're not! You're just a selfish jerk who can't deal with life and takes it out on everyone else," I stop and take a deep breath, "And I will never forgive you for this!"
Jace stares at me in shock but quickly recovers. "That is why everyone treats you like a child." I let out an angry groan and storm towards the door but Jace gets in front of me. "I'm doing this for your own protection."
"Training me would be better, not sending me away,"
He laughs slightly, "You will never be a shadowhunter, but the law says we, the clave, have to give you a chance. But why should I waste my time on you. It's not like you could win in a fight against any demon, or any shadowhunter for that matter."
Red clouds my vision and my fist clenches. I land one good punch into Jace's gut. He doubles over in pain and when he does so I grab his collar. As quick as lightning I twist around and throw him over my shoulder and onto him back. "I'm not a shadowhunter now but plan on me learning how. And when I do, I guarantee I'll be able to beat you Jace. Count on it!" With that I step over Jace and walk out of the hall.
What happened next was like hell for me. I was shipped off to a foster family in a little city a few miles from Los Angeles. I wasn't allowed contact with anyone at Alicante, so talking to Luke was impossible, and at first seeing my mom wasn't allowed either. They were both apparently distracting.
I was ordered to the Institute three nights a week for 3 hours. And when needed to I was to hunt demons down wherever they sent me. I stayed in the original city at first but the foster family there found me to be too much work. As did the second family, and the third and the fourth and ever family after that for the next. I quickly became used to moving around. Everything I owned could fit into a duffel bag and backpack.
After four months of this I was sent on a mission to kill a demon. Turned out to be bigger that was expected, it was a greater demon. He cursed me and I developed a powerful scream, which I would later call, my canary cry. I also couldn't have other people put runes on my any more or, at least not without feeling like I'm being burned alive. I spent the next five months hiding the ability and occasionally training with it. It was once when I went on a mission to kill a demon and used the canary cry that the Justice League noticed me. The Black Canary and Batman tracked me down and waited in the foster house I was at for the time. They gave me an offer. Have Black Canary become my temporary guardian, move in with her, and train as her Protege. Or don't except. Keep living in foster care and keep a dangerous ability that could deafen someone.
I took the first offer. The chance of hurting someone was great if I continued untrained but I also did it for me. I hated not being able to help people when I had the ability and this would let me. Black Canary, or Dinah as I came to know her as, became my guardian and I moved to Star City. I still continued to attend the Los Angeles institute three times a week but every other night I was training with Canary. Green Arrow and Speedy helped me train several times and Roy and I grew close, almost like cousins. My favorite part however was that every weekend I would go back to New York and train with Dinah's mentor, Wildcat. He would teach me modified boxing moves and how to take a hit. We would always visit my mom before leaving too.
That was the new routine for the next six months, at least till Roy went solo and the other sidekicks went and blew up Cadmus and decided to demand that they be allowed to be a team. Nothing like a Junior Justice League to mix things up.