I always knew they would find me. SO many times they have nearly found me, this day was soon to come. As I fear I will not get another chance to tell my story, I might as well start from the beginning.

I was born within the gates of the Glass City to a pair of shadowhunters. My father was a strong and great fighter, teaching my brothers and later me all that he knew. My mother, the strongest person I knew, stood by his side till the very end. I remember it all very well.

Prologue

The girl ran as hard and fast as she could, her leg burning with pain from the wolf's bite as she made her way out of the forest. The wolf and her cubs were long gone, but the fear remained in the girl's mind, keeping her moving. The cubs were cute and she couldn't resist petting them, but she didn't know the mother was nearby. By the time the girl reached the door, her leg was covered in blood. Catching her breath, the girl reached up to knock on the door.

"Who dares to disturb me at this hour?" The man yelled as he opened the door, his hair finely combed, shirt and pants stiff and clean as if they were just thrown on after ironing. His gaze moved down the doorway until he caught sight of the girl, crumbled on his front step and shivering. Almost instantly, his demeanor changed and he bent down to face her. "Child, what has happened? Come, let me take care of your wounds."

"There was a wolf. I thought it was friendly, but it wasn't." She replied as he picked her up and carried her inside.

There in his living room, he set her down and started on working on her leg. It was shredded where the wolf's teeth had taken hold, and she was losing more blood than normal with the wound. The teeth cut clean, straight down to the girl's bones and cracked the ankle joints. Without taking a second look, the man became worried.

"Warlock Fell, am I going to be okay?" The girl asked as he moved to grab a pen and paper.

"Child, your parents are going to be alerted that you will be remaining in my care for a month, I must watch over this injury and ensure that a natural wolf was what bit you. Other than that, repairing your limb will be simple for me." Warlock Fell answered as the pen began to move across the page on its own, writing out the letter to her parents before folding itself up and flying out the door.

Almost as soon as the letter was out the door, Warlock Fell started working on the girl's leg. With all the damage the wolf had done, he was not sure the injury would heal evenly, or completely. "Child, I pray, what is your name?" He asked as a beam of light seemed to come from his hands. The light glowed around her leg and she watched as tissues and ligaments began to piece themselves back together.

"Trace, I'm Trace Nightshadow. We are next door neighbors." The child replied with a look of awe in her eyes.

"Yes, I am aware of where your house is." Warlock Fell sighed as the last of her leg was stitched back together. "This will scar and there's nothing I can do about that."

Trace nodded and looked up at him, "Why can't I go home? If it truly was a werewolf, as you fear, I would be sent home and closely watched when the next moon would hit; but you are keeping me here instead."

Warlock Fell's gaze made its way to her eyes, the young girl's crystal blue eyes with the flecks of white and silver shining through. He never answered her, instead he opened a portal to a different place. One of loud music and sounds of hundreds of people rushing past. "Come with me. You will be safe, as long as you listen and obey what you're told." Warlock Fell replied as he took her hand and led her into the portal.