You know, I cant remember my last fiction, and it wasn't even a Shadowhunter fanfiction. This is my fanfiction based upon the Shadowhunter world created my Cassandra Clare in the Mortal Instruments and Infernal Devices (which are truly amazing books!) I haven't fully decided how this story is going to go but I do have a general idea. Only a few changes. Clary, Jocelyn, Luke and Simon are all English, and the Lightwoods live in L.A. I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING , ALL RIGHTS BELONG TO CASSIE CLARE. Enjoy!
Prologue
York, England. 31st October 2009.
One of the things I loved most was a cool autumn evening, walking along the cobble streets in York. If I had any troubles and wanted to clear my head, all I would do is take a stroll along these perfectly preserved cobbled streets. Tonight, however, was not one of those nights. I had just said goodbye to Simon, my best friend, where we both just ate dinner at a local cafe. It was a small tradition of ours to, instead of getting involved in all of the silly Halloween shit; we'd have a lovely meal at our favourite cafe in the city. Simon and I had been best friends since we were 4 years old when we met in reception and, as the cliché's go, we shared each other's crayon's (I didn't have the colour purple to colour my dog). Since then we did everything together. Go to the cinema, chill in the park and laugh and what the stupid sluts did.
It was half past nine at night and I was alone in the street. I had my iPod in and was listening to Demi Lovato's new album. I loved her music, was truly inspiring. Taking in a long, deep breath of the fresh air, just a couple of blocks from my flat where I lived with my parents, Jocelyn and Luke, a sudden bang came from behind me. I froze where I stood and slowly turned around, fearing the worse. I saw that there was no one behind me. Must've been a cat. Despite my reassurance, I picked up my pace, which was close to a run. The bang came again, but this time I didn't stop. Out of nowhere, a man appeared in front of me and pushed me back, knocking me off my feet and fell onto my back. He leaned over me and stared at me intently before kneeling down beside me. I tried to scramble away but another man appeared and placed his foot down on my shoulder, preventing me from moving. Searching for my voice at this point became impossible as I was too busy concentrating on the pain in my head from the fool and this man's foot pressed down hard on my shoulder.
'Check her wrist.' The second man said.
The one who was knelt down beside me did as instructed and pulled me sleeve up revealing my lower arm. He grabbed my wrist and inspected my birthmark.
After a moments check, I noticed his eyes change, as though something had been discovered. My predictions came true when he said 'This is it. She's the one. The one we've been searching for.' This made me very worried as I had never been an interesting person, one who would cause two strange men to have been searching for me. I had always been the girl who would remain quiet in large crowds and never do anything large or bold that would attract attention.
The first man's grip on my wrist tightened and he drew some sort of stick from his inner pocket of his waistcoat. My eyes widened as he brought the tip of the stick to my wrist and started to draw. It burned my skin and at last I found my voice. A scream escaped from my lips as he drew some intriguing lines just above my birthmark. A few moments after he stopped drawing on me, the strangest of feeling hit me and the screaming and struggling stopped. I felt very sleepy and my eyes started to close. The last thing I saw was the first man's face, with a very menacing grin planted on his face.
As I said, the direction of this story has not been thought of yet so if you have any ideas or input let me know. Review please! Thanks!