CHILD OF A MORGENSTERN
A fanfic of the mortal Instruments series. This fanfic is of the child of Sebastian Morgenstern. Sebastian Morgenstern decides to hide just as his father once did after the attack in City of Lost Souls. He doesn't know of his daughter, who was abandoned by the New York Institute and given to the Shadowhunter Academy. This is the story of his daughter and her going through the challenges of deciding to side with her father or fight against him.
Warning- contains "vulgar" language. Contains some dark thoughts and could be triggering. Since you've read the series, you shouldn't have a problem with reading this fanfic.
Disclaimer: I do not own the TMI series or the characters Cassandra Clare created. I only own the daughter and the characters within the Shadowhunter Academy.
Prologue
The woman drifted through the streets, like a shadow upon concrete. She wore a black jacket, the hood raised to cover her face.
Her eyes never fell to the bundle that laid in her arms, never thought of what she was doing. She knew as soon as she looked at her newborn child, she wouldn't be able to raise it.
She had danced with the supernatural world and had relations with a different race than her own. She wouldn't be able to raise a child from that world. She wouldn't raise it to its potential, and fail. She didn't want to hide the child from the world in which it belonged to.
She hadn't made a plan on how to do this. She couldn't think of it too long without breaking down. The child was a one night stand mistake, and the mother had always questioned if she would be able to raise it or not. The nine months was just time to make her grow in love with the child. She had wanted to keep it. That was the problem. She loved the child with her whole heart and it was crumbling with every step she take.
She got to the gates. She had trouble with fighting glamours. She knew of the other side of the world and that made it easier to know. She had to find a warlock and pretend she had the sight in order to know where the institute was.
She closed her eyes and set the basket down. The bundle of joy lied within it. A new outfit on, and a bottle in her mouth. Her stuffed animal laid beside her, along with two letters. One short one for the Institute residents and another for the child herself.
She took a deep breath and held onto the large rock she had in her hand. She backed up and swung it over the fence, hoping it hit something. Something banged and she knew it did. The crash was fairly loud, enough to catch someone's attention.
She paused another moment and searched for something else to throw. She chose a half broken brick from the small brick fence and tightened her grip onto it. Another deep breath and she throws it once more. Then time the sound of something breaking falls within the night.
A door opens and she sees a glimpse of light through the fence, on a walkway.
"Help!" She screams once and with the sound of footsteps, she runs. She has no time to give her child a last kiss or last glance.
Shadowhunters are trained warriors and would no doubt catch up with her if she even so much as hesitated.
She ran into an alleyway, hiding into a shadow as she tried to catch her breath.
She was far enough to not fear them catching her. She didn't pause a moment before a sob clawed out of her chest and filled the night. She knew she would never forget what she had done. She would never forgive herself.
Her baby girl was gone. Forever.