Authors Note:
Okay my faithful readers! I wasn't planning on starting a new story but this idea came to me, and it's been in my head since I binged Stranger Things, but only my version of it Shadowhunter style! I have no idea when I'll update, possibly once a week, but who knows! I just really needed to start it and get it out there, and see what you all thought about it! Even if you think it's a load of shit right now, I promise I plan on making it so much better! I have big planes for this story, so please give it a chance! I'm still trying to get over my writers black, and hopefully this story is the story that breaks through it! Let me know what you think of the story! I'd love your feedback!
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters . They belong to the lovely Cassandra Clare, and I am simply using her beautiful creations to make my own story! Also, even though I don't mention anything related to Stranger Things, I was inspired by it, and I don't own that either!
Chapter One
No One's POV:
Flashback:
Valentine Morgenstern was a noble man, who created The Circle to stabilize the Shadowhunting world. He was doing this for the good of his own kind, because without it, their race was on the verge of disappearing. That couldn't happen, so Valentine decided to experiment on his wife, Jocelyn. She was pregnant with their first born, and Valentine summoned the demon Lilith, and got some of her blood. With this Valentine infused it with the drinks he gave Jocelyn, and also injected it straight into the source. Valentine was so proud. He couldn't wait to see what kind of creation he had made.
When Jonathan was born, Valentine was super proud. The boy showed signs of strength, and determination, but also the dark and twisted side that Valentine knew would come in handy when trying to purify the Shadowhunting world. Jocelyn fell pregnant again, and Valentine decided to summon and Angel, and see the differences in his children. He poured the angel blood into Jocelyn's drinks, and injected it straight to the source. Nothing made Valentine happier than to see his creations. He could only hope the Angel blood did just as much as the demon blood did.
When his daughter, Clarissa, was born, the signs weren't immediate, which ultimately disappointed Valentine. This caused him to lock Clarissa in a cell in the basement and see if being isolated, and neglected brought out her gifts. Jocelyn died shortly after giving birth to Clarissa. Her body was put through a tough labor, and eventually gave up, Valentine suspected it was partially due to the Angel blood, but he couldn't be sure. Now it was up to Valentine to raise his children to be the most lethal and dangerous weapons the Shadow World has ever seen.
Flashback Over
Time Jump – Sixteen Years Later
Clary POV:
I sit in my cell and wait for the men to come and get me. This has been my life for as long as I can remember. The sun is barely up, but it's time for my day to begin. I train, and train and train until my father believes that I've had enough. I have to be perfect, otherwise it doesn't end well. I hear the footsteps and a minute later the cell door opens to reveal the two men who get me every morning.
"Let's go Experiment 2." The one man said. I stood up and followed, knowing that if I didn't, I would ultimately be hit, and dragged against my will. I made that mistake once, I will never do it again.
We walked upstairs and I gathered my clothes, and made my way into the training room. My life was very structured. I would be brought up here, I would train for 5 hours, get a 10 minute break to refuel, train again until my father thinks I am no longer doing it right, than I'm shoved back into my cell until the next day. It's a horrible life, but it's the one I was born into, and one I must suffer.
"Ah, Experiment 2, glad you could join us." My father said.
"Father, brother." I said as I greeted them, knowing that if I didn't today would be torturous.
"Today you will face off against your brother. Hand to hand. First to draw blood wins." My father said and I nodded. "Get dressed, and meet back here in 2 minutes." He said and I nodded before heading off to the bathroom. I changed quickly and returned to the training room. "Okay, begin." He said and Jonathan took his stance, and I got into mine and it began.
We battled for about 3 hours before my nose started to bleed. The match ended and my father wasn't pleased. He sent me back down to the cell where I was to reflect on my terrible performance. I couldn't take it anymore. I needed to get away. I walked down to the cell like I normally did, but when I got to the end of the hall, I took the dagger that I stashed in my sleeve out and plunged it into the head of the one guard. The other one tried to pull out his sword, but I was on his shoulder before he could blink and broke his neck. I grabbed all three stele's and created a portal. I hadn't seen anywhere except a picture of New York City, wherever that place was. I thought about the picture and walked through the portal. I didn't know what was going to happen on the other side, but it had to be better than here.