Hi Everyone

Okay so this is my second attempt on fanfiction, I used to write but stopped because I just got too busy. In each Chapter I will put up a character list of all the new characters I will be introducing and their standing in this story because it's not well in the text, or because the explanation is inferred too subtly. This will be found at the end of each chapter.


Prologue

The air was soaked with the metallic smell of blood. The hall was filled with writhing bodies and echoed with shouts and cries of pain. A woman with scarlet hair pushed her way through the mass towards to Dais. The white marble floor was stained red with blood and five robed corpses lay in a circle around two men facing each other.

The first man had shining white hair plastered to his forehead with sweat, and eyes like the darkest pits of hell. He wore tight black leather gear and a psychopathic smile stretching across his handsome face.

The other had sandy hair, his normally blue eyes a deadly green with transformation, his fingers elongated into wicked claws and his teeth razor sharp fangs.

'Luke!' As the woman cried out the first man saw his opportunity and grabbed a handful of silver powder and threw it at the second across to the second it covering his face. He cried out in agony and collapsed to the floor, his skin burning where the powder touched it. The woman's face was aghast with horror that quickly turned to hatred as she looked up to the first man.

'Valentine.' She hissed.

'Jocelyn.' He said straight back at her still smiling, more mockingly but she knew it concealed a burning fury coursing through him.

'Would you care to help me dispatch this creature?' He asked. Jocelyn walked up the steps till she stood face to face with him. His smile widening.

'Over my dead body!' She spat in his face and his calm demur shattered.

'You dare to betray me,' his voice raising above the battle echoing through the hall. 'you are my wife. And you turn your back on me. For what? This filthy mongrel.'

'You don't own me Valentine, I can't stand by watching as you murder innocent people for no reason other than your sadistic love of power.'

He snarled and as fast as a whip he hit her across the face with the back of his hand. She stumbled backwards hitting into a hard body.

'Valentine you don't have to do this, you can stop this now and the Clave may be lenient.' She could hear Luke's voice from behind her his tone pleading.

A sneer crossed Valentine's face. 'You may bare the face of my friend but you are nothing but a demon wearing his skin. My friend would have rather died than become like you.' He brought down his sword in a arch of silver and Jocelyn brought up her defence just in time to deflect the blow. Luke moved round to her side his claws extending as they both slid into a fighting stance. A flurry of action ensued with clangs of metal hitting off metal and the slip of feet on wet stone. Jocelyn's defences fell for one second and Valentine twisted her round, bringing her flat against his body, his sword at her throat.

'I don't care what you do to me Valentine, but you will never succeed. Downworlders and Nephlim will stand together against you no matter what you do.' Jocelyn hissed at him.

'You may not care what I do to you my love, but you have a family who you love and who shall bear the punishment of your actions.' With that he through her to the floor and Luke lunged forward to try and catch her as Valentine slipped through a gap in the crowd.


Jocelyn hurtled round the twisting streets, her feet slapping off the cobbles, the sounds echoing off the ally walls. She reached the stables at the edge of the city in just a few minuets and quickly emerged from a stall with a fully saddled horse. A look of panic crossed her face as she saw a person standing in the shadows; she wiped a dagger out of her belt and nimbly twirling it through her fingers.

'It's just me.' Luke said, emerging from the shadow. She breathed a sigh of relief and quickly leaped onto the horse.

'What's wrong?' He asked, sensing her panic.

'Jonathan. Valentine.' She said quickly as she kicked the horse into a wild gallop. A look of understanding crossed Luke's face and he immediately leaped after her, transforming as he hit the ground, his paws pounding against the ground as he ran to catch up with Jocelyn.

They reached the Lightwood Manor in under half an hour of frantic running. Jocelyn quickly leaped off the horse and barged through the front door, Luke transformed back hurrying after. She burst into the living room to find a contented baby Jonathan and Alexander and a bewildered heavily pregnant Maryse.

'Jocelyn what are you doing here? Is everyone aright? Is it Robert?' She gushed hysterically as Jocelyn scooped up a giggling Jonathan, his green eyes sparking as she clutched him to her chest in relief. Maryse gasped suddenly, and Jocelyn turned to see Luke standing in the doorway, his face flushed from running.

'Monster' she grabbed Alexander, holding a silver blade out in front of her, her hand trembling.

'Jocelyn we've got to go' Luke said. She understood exactly what he meant. A a friend of her's, a warlock known as Ragnor Fell, who was willing to open a portal to send them to New York. Maryse turned towards Jocelyn and snarled.

'Traitor, you filthy trai...' Was all that she herd as they rushed back through the Lightwood Manor, leaping up onto the horse with Jonathan still clutched to her chest.


Jocelyn Morgenstern

Okay so everyone knows who Jocelyn is and if you don't, seriously, just go and read the damn books. Anyway in this story Jocelyn stays a shadowhunter even after the uprising but is a little more reserved and stays out of the majority of the action. Also she realises earlier on (i.e. just after the uprising) that she actually loves Luke and when he offers to marry her she accepts

Lucian Graymark

So again everyone knows who Luke is and if you don't then read my earlier statment. Luke does become the head of the New York Pack as well as marry Jocelyn and he helps out alot with the NYC shadowhuter/downworder relations.

Valentine Morgenstern

Valentine is his normal sadistic self from the books, wanting to kill everyone who doesn't do exactly what he says.

Mayrse Lightwood

Normal Mayrse from the books, slightly reserved and haunty but loves her kids dearly.

Jonathan Morgensern

In this story I am writing about the Jonathan that Clary sees in her hallucination in CofHF and that they see just before he dies, when the demon blood drains out of him.

Alexander Lightwood

Alec is the normal Alec in this story except for the fact that he never falls in love with Jace.


Thanks for reading remember R&R.

BSS Xx