I haul my backpack onto my back taking one last look at my room, this was it. I inhale sharply hearing the roar of a car engine outside. I take one last look at myself in the mirror; I was a shadow of what I once was. Once I was happy, I had all I could ask for. Once I wasn't a prisoner to my own life. Once I was a girl who was optimistic, always a bright smile on her face. Not now, not that girl was merely a shadow. I had bags under my eyes, which were usually hidden by pounds of make-up. Thick black eyelashes surrounded my big blue eyes, which once had a certain sparkle to them, now were dull. My cute button nose lead to my full pouty rosy lips. I had rather high cheekbones, which were always flushed. My face was round, and my complexion as pale and delicate as porcelain. I was only 5'3 and considered frail and easily breakable to my disdain. My long legs took up the most part of my body. My natural auburn hair falls just past my belly button in waves. People often complimented me on my looks, but honestly what did they see I was no better than garbage.
My hand flies to my chest making sure my mother's locket is there before I slip out of the window, hopefully for the last time. The cool winter air hit me, instantly nipping at my exposed skin. I mentally cursed myself for not dressing warmer. I had on a pair of skinny jeans, knee high boots, and a black cashmere sweater. You may ask why I'm running; who or what I'm running from. My name is Makenna Leigh Bellefleur; I'm nineteen years old. What I'm running away from is my life; I'm an actress and dancer. I've never had a real friend that I can remember. Two days ago I caught my boyfriend, well now ex-boyfriend Thomas in bed with my ex-best friend Victoria. Yesterday I caught Victoria stealing some of my jewelry. The problem with being famous is every single person you know only wants something from you. They tell you they care, they love you and then they take it all back. The sad thing is this is not the first time it has happened. Friend after friend has abandoned me backstabbed me. Now with not a friend in the world I travel to Manhattan to start over, doing what I was still unsure, but I was leaving my past behind for a second time and starting fresh.
I had gotten to Manhattan earlier today, found a hotel and gotten a room with the endless amount of money I had taken from my account. I just had the day to myself, something I hadn't done in a very long time. No one to tell me I needed to be here or not to eat this or that, freedom. I had convinced myself to get out so I slid on my favorite slut dress, a pair of heels, brushed on a Smokey eye and hit the club. The club I chose was called Pandemonium and was an all ages club but I figured I could get a kick out of watching younger kids try to dance. I nonchalantly handed my ID to the bouncer, technically I wasn't legal for any normal club, but I usually got in, I looked far more mature my age.
" Have fun in there" The bouncer grins a gap-toothed smile while staring not so nonchalantly at my chest area, while handing me my ID back. It takes all my willpower not to clock him. I put on a fake smile while walking into the club. My biggest fear was that people would recognize me, lucky for me I had stashed a couple of wigs from my movies and tonight I was sporting a lovely blonde wig. I had to compliment my crew; the thing looked so real I even believed it was my hair for a moment. Along with the fake hair, I was wearing a green colored contacts. I chuckle maybe this would work after all. I grabbed a drink at the bar glancing to my left sat a gorgeous brown haired man, maybe a couple of years older than me. His brown hair fell right above his eyes accentuating his big blue eyes. I caught he glancing at me and after a few glances he made his way over.
" I haven't seen you around here before" He grins " May i?" He asks gesturing to the seat next to me. I take a sip of my drink my eyes set on him scanning him quickly.
" I guess you could say i'm new around here" I offer a small smile " Go ahead"
" Yes you're definitely new around here" He chuckles softly " I hang out here a lot and I'm sure if I saw you before I would've remembered" My eyes go down to my lap my cheeks slightly flushed. My eyes flash to a small scar on his hand, a scar like that I haven't seen in over seven years. I feel all of the color on my face drain as I go stiff, cold. I start to panic, for a composed girl this wasn't a thing that happened often. My breaths become staggered and closer together. I glance around frantically when I see another thing not seen in over seven years, this was not happening. The man sitting across from me keeps calling to me but I ignore him, I had to get out of here, I didn't have anything I could use, it was getting closer.
" I'm sorry I need to go," I mumble in a barely audible whisper, and then I bolt to the nearest exit. An exit unfortunately to an alley where I pick up into a sprint. I hear the door open and close behind me, I look behind me and then back to where I'm going but am stopped in my tracks, it had caught up. I was done for; of course I didn't carry any weapons anymore so I was unprotected.
" Makenna Bellefleur you didn't think you could hide forever could you? He's looking for you" The thing hisses instantly making my skin crawl. It draws closer revealing a set of needle sharp teeth. It lunges at me in a faux attack and then draws back in a fit of laughter. " Darling living in the Mundane world sure has softened you, but we'll fix that" It hisses again in it's snake like voice. " He would be mad if I killed you" The thing pauses for a moment before chuckling " But he doesn't have to know" It draws closer, closer pushing me against a wall. It lunges for my arm, I dodge it quickly it snickers at me. This was it, I was going to die, a death just like they had died. At least I would be put out of my misery. It lunges at me grabbing hold of my arm as I let out a wail of terror. It bites again and again, the pain hitting me like a thousand knives at once. It was like ripping my skin apart, I felt hot blood splatter against my dress. Suddenly the thing is ripped away from me by something, the weight of the beast taken off of me. My world goes fuzzy and suddenly there's nothing, blackness.
" Who is she?" And incredulous voice asks from somewhere on my right
" We don't know anything" Another distinctly male voice responds from my left.
" She's hot" The first responds
" Will you stop it already" The second snaps
I move my hand to rub my eyes instantly a fit of pain shoots down my arm I cry out in pain and instantly someone's at my side. My eyes flutter open and start to focus. Two men, two strange men. I let out a shriek, causing them both to jump.
" Hell that's my ear" The one farthest from me replies clearly irritated " You could be more considerate you know, we're trying to keep you alive"
" Jason shut up" The other one responds looking at me intently. I look up to study the one looking at me, the one from the club.
" Where am I? Get me out of here" I demand trying again to get up but again the pain holds me down. I swing my legs out of the bed, and stand up, instantly my knees buckle under me. I brace myself for the impact of the floor, but instead two strong arms catch me.
" Honestly are you trying to die or something?" Jason asks with an amused smile. I frown studying him as he sets me back in the bed. He was even more gorgeous than the man from the club. He was maybe a year or so older than me, blonde curly hair that went to just above his ears, big green eyes, muscular, covered in little silver scars he was a site to see. Hot Damn.
" Can I leave now?" I mutter not making eye contact with either of them
" Absolutely not" The man from the club exclaims, " You are still very hurt, Jason I think we should try another rune or call Magnus again" He addresses Jason
" Don't you dare" I threaten digging my nails into my skin. I had run away from all this a long time ago, why was it back to bite me.
" Well Logan I guess we should just let her be, if she wants to suffer in pain let her be" Jason chuckles glancing back at me this time seriously " Who are you, why have I not seen you before and why were you in disguise?" He asks bombarding me with questions
" Who are you two and where am i?" I bite back my eyes switching between Jason and Logan
" Well I'm Logan Lightwood and this is Jason Lightwood" Logan responds with a wicked and charming smile " And you are at the institute"
" Stop trying to hit on you she's obviously not interested" Jason rolls his eyes with a tired sigh " Well girl you better start answering questions" He turns back to me his eyes brushing over me
" I don't have to answer to you, I want to leave" I demand stubbornly " And I have a name"
" You're not going anywhere and if you don't answer to us, my father will arrive shortly" Jason threatens " If you told us your name I wouldn't have to call you girl" He mutters
" Well aren't you just so clever?" I mutter crossing my arms across my chest
" Yes thank you" Jason replies with a smug little smile
" The disguise because I'm hiding" I finally explain with a small sigh. I glance over to my wig. I carefully remove my colored contacts revealing my beautiful blue eyes. I hear a gasp escape from Logan's mouth.
" You're Makenna Bellefleur!" He exclaims with a little clap. It was like he saw Santa or something.
" Who?" Jason asks in a bored tone, his eyes studying me carefully
" She's an actress, famous" Logan nearly screams like a little girl " Can I have your autograph?" He asks with a grin of anticipation.
" Honestly Logan you are such a Mundane" Logan responds with irritation
" Makenna hm" Jason contemplates for a moment " Pretty name, what are you hiding from? I suppose paparazzi or drooling male fans" He mocks
" My old life" I mutter shaking my head " I'd rather not talk about it"
" Well you have explaining to do" Jason replies reaching over to pull my sleeve up. I flinch at contact, but surprisingly his touch sends warm sensations up and down my arm " You are a shadow hunter" He concludes. I look down at my permanent runes of Strength and swiftness are etched into my skin.
" Was" I correct him " I was a shadow hunter"
" I would've never guessed Makenna Bellefleur was a Shadow Hunter" Logan responds with a grin
" I actually prefer Leigh, my middle name" I respond tiredly, allowing a yawn escape my lips
" Jason mom's in the library she wants to talk to you" A girl appears in the doorway. She's obviously Jason's sister. She has big curly red hair, but dark blue eyes. She wasn't exactly stunning but beautiful in her own way. Her eyes flicker to me and then back to Jason.
" Can I come?" I ask sitting up in bed instantly the sharp pain returns to my arm but I do my best to hide it
" No you're still hurt" Logan argues getting up along with Jason
" If you don't bring me along I'll drag myself out of bed" I threaten " Just give me a stele I can try to do something about this"
" Are you insane?" The girl at the doorway snaps " We've tried everything, you almost got Jason killed" She shakes her head
" Sam I can take care of myself thanks" Jason responds " Just stay here"
" Get some rest" Logan adds before they all walk out, Logan shutting the door behind him. I let out a sigh taking a moment to glance around at my surroundings. It was a small room, on one side there was a window with forest green curtains. My bed was the only one in the room. I was back in my old world, the world of shadow Hunters. I promised myself I would never be here again, and yet here I was. After the incident I promised myself I would never walk back into this part of my life and yet I was here. I lean back into my pillow letting sleep fall upon me.
" Makenna, Darling" a sweet familiar voice calls as the world comes into focus I see my mother, with her long silver hair, warm eyes.
" Mom?" I question clearly confused. She walks over gracefully putting her arms around me in a hug.
" It's me" She whispers into my ear " Look how beautiful you are" She grins proudly running a hand through my hair
" Why, how are you here?" I ask incredulously
" I came to see you" She grins " Darling you're about to embark on a journey, I wanted you to have this" She holds out a Stele for me to take
" I don't understand" I ask taking the stele in my hand
" I love you" She whispers before turning and disappearing into the darkness
" No mom please come back!" I scream running in the direction in which she left " Mom!" I shriek tripping over something landing on something cold and hard, but I keep running. Someone's calling to me now.
" Leigh wake up" I feel a shake and with a jolt I'm up.
My eyes open in an instant. Jason stands above me his hands tight around my wrists. He was dangerously close to my face causing me to flinch back.
" Let go of me" I mutter ripping my arms from his grasp
" You" He catches his breath " You were screaming and thrashing around and you punched me" He raises an eyebrow glancing at my hand " Where did you get that?" He asks as I look down at my hand holding the stele my mother had just given me.
" My mother" I whisper setting it on my bed stand
" Your not a very good liar, did your mother jump through the window because there's no other way she could've gotten in" He smirks leaning lazily on the dresser
" No you asshole my mothers dead" I reply coldly my eyes lingering on the stele
" Oh I'm…" He goes on but is interrupted by the opening of the door. A man rushes in followed by Logan and Sam.
" Makenna is this your house?" The man asks. I study his face for a moment taking in the resemblance to Jason. They looked the same except for Jason's eyes. My eyes flicker to the picture.
" Where did you get that?" I ask with a frown. The man chuckles
" Miss Bellefleur you forget that I'm a shadowhunter" He responds his face turning back to a very serious look holding up another newspaper for me to read. The title read " House of Makenna Bellefleur, actress reportedly burned down earlier this morning, Two fatalities one reported to be her manager and adopted father Tony Hodges" I feel myself go pale. My hand goes to cover my mouth as force back a scream.