Magnus Bane awoke once again finding himself in the heart of the New York Institute. He had gotten an emergency call from Alec Lightwood that they needed to save this girl from the mundane world. The girl, Anessa, is in Paris and they say she is in danger because she is different. She has ferocious lion eyes that stand out too much where she is so she has no way of being accepted into her society. Even though we are in 2016, she lives in an old village where they are more old fashioned, so there was no way to mask her eyes as some type of get up. Sadly, she doesn't know how she got those lion eyes. She doesn't know that she's a warlock, a half breed between human and demon. When Alec called him and told Magnus of the girl he couldn't help the misery that overcame him. He knew this still happened and he knew she certainly wouldn't be the last. But he has gone through it. The hate and the rejection he got for his cat eyes was so hard. He doesn't wish this type of life for anyone. He got up and entered the washroom and looked in the mirror. It reflected his messy black hair and caramel skin. It also reflected his gold green cat eyes that he has not only grown accustomed to but fond of. He wouldn't be who he was today if it weren't for them. He washed his face and started getting ready. Magnus wore a pair of his flashy clothes and poured onto himself a light touch of glitter. He then began spiking up his silky black hair and started to make his way downstairs.
``Come on, Magnus. We have to go.`` Alec called.
``Alright I'm coming.`` Today they were going to be accompanied by Alec's friends; Jace Herondale, Isabelle Lightwood, and Clary Fray, his favourite biscuit and an adorable red head. Though she's a bit short tempered she is actually very kind. They were all dressed in their gear and waiting for him at the front gate. Magnus joined them and started on the portal and hoped that they would make it in time before any real damage was caused.
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Where am I, thought Anessa. So, after they attempted to trap me, I got away and now I'm in this abandoned building. She decided to look out the window and she found an angry mob carrying torches, telling her to come down. One of them was holding a pale, unmoving figure in their arms and she realized it was her younger brother, Tavor.
``Okay,I'll do whatever you want, just let him go! Please let him go!`` Why was this happening? All this because of my eyes, because I'm different! It's not my fault, it's not as if I have a say in it. These thoughts were racing back and forth in her head daring to make her lose all her sanity.
``Come down, you demon!`` The man continued taunting her by flinging Tavor's pale body like bait. As if she were an animal he was trying to catch. Anessa, feeling panic take over all her senses, dashed down the creaking stairs and stumbled in front of the crowd. Desperately hoping for his safety, she pleaded.
``Please, let him go!``
``Of course we will.`` The man held Tavor as if he was dirt, afraid he would dirty himself if he held him closely. He was holding him lightly, a distance away from his body, between his index finger and his thumb. An evil smirk split his ugly face into two. He had disheveled brown hair and dark brown hair with a small but bulky body. The fact he was truly enjoying this made Anessa shudder and goosebumps spread all over her body despite the brilliant heat the sun was giving. She never understood how people could bring themselves to be this cruel but after years of living in this village she could no longer be surprised. The man proceded to throwing Tavor on the ground like a used up rag doll and crossed his arms, waiting for something. But Tavor didn't react, he didn't move, didn't get up and he was as white as an unpainted canvas.
``TAVOR!``Anessa jumped forward and kept calling for her little brother over and over again, hoping to see once again his beautiful emerald eyes but he wouldn't respond. She checked his pulse but found nothing. Not the heartbeat that had always steadied her, but a terrifying silence. He was dead, she thought.
``NO!`` She screamed repeatedly, not accepting the fact that her brother was gone. She believed that if she kept wishing and calling for him, her little prince would come back to her. But she knew it was of no use, yet she couldn't stop, couldn't give up. ``It can't be, it's me you want! NO! WHY!`` She shrieked and looked up at the man but she found him laughing. She had never wanted this much to show them what a demon she could truly be.
``Don't worry, you'll soon join him, monster!`` The man said in between laughs.
Wissame looked around and found her mother, who had an amused look on her face.
``You aren't honestly trying to make me believe you feel something from this loss. After all, you are just a monster and they feel nothing. Just misplaced pleasure and cruelty.`` Her mother spat.
``Mother, how could you do this to him, to me!? You said your love for us was unconditional!`` She glanced at her mother, searching for anytype of regret or remorse, but she only saw eyes filled with hatred and disgust. Anessa held back her sobs with all her might. She would not let them see her cry. She got up with Tavor in her arms and her eyes were blazing, orange sparks crackling around her.
``How dare you!`` She growled. The tension grew and she fixed the man from before with a hateful gaze. The sparks grew in number but Anessa couldn't see them, she was simply just so angry. Then, all of sudden the man from before was lifted off from the ground and was sent flying. He suddenly hit the brick wall of the building she came from with a loud crack. She knew he was wounded from the head for there was blood dripping down his head. People started screaming and panicking, not understanding what had happened. Yet neither did Anessa. But her anger was still like a bonfire inside her and she found herself not caring. She had no idea that she was the one that had sent him flying. The villagers backed away from her and three went to check if he was alive. After a couple minutes, the man started to slowly arise but she stood her ground and held Tavor firmly.
In the corner of her eye, she saw a blue sea like swirl popping out of her nowhere and people coming out. Reinforcements, she thought to herself. How could they strike me while I am like this. She saw a man come out of the ocean sphere and beckon her. He looked harmless, she thought, but she didn't care.
``You drowned me , burned me, showered me in holy water, made me say prayers till I could no longer speak. And now Tavor. I'm a monster, is that it? Well listen to me, I'm never coming back. I have nothing left to live for!`` She said between gritted teeth trying to hold back her anger. Noone answered her, they were all too scared of what she could do. Anessa had no idea how that man flew but that was not her priority right now. With that she ran as as she could while still holding her brother, the last thing keeping her from going insane.
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``There Magnus, let's go!`` Alec yelled and they began chasing rapidly after her. They maneuvered their way through the villagers and stormed after the girl with the lion eyes. The New York Institute and Magnus had just arrived when they saw a girl about their age, carrying a small pale boy in her arms. He looked dead, Isabelle thought. Just like Max had been before we burned his little body. Remembering the sorrow and devastation she felt, a connection was formed towards this girl. Magnus, Isabelle noticed, had a look filled with unmistakable empathy and anger. He waved toward the girl but when she noticed her reaction was one that resembled fear. What on earth must she have been through so that a stranger's wave is considered a threat? Isabelle desperately wanted to know.
The shadowhunters followed the girl into the woods. Anessa, still running at full speed, heard hurried footsteps after her and she picked up the pace. I am not going to die before burying Max, she promised herself. But Magnus finally caught sight of her and yelled for her to stop. At the last second, Anessa skittered to a stop and faced her pursuers. They were going to be a bother if she let them follow her any further. She was confident of her fighting skills and agility but when she saw all the weapons they had on their body her eyes widened. Whip, knives, bow and swords decorated their shielded uniform. She was outmatched and outnumbered that she knew. Magnus, seeing fear mark itself on her face made to reassure her but it was too late. She had already started running away again. Magnus couldn't afford losing her so he launched a spell towards the girl, making her unable to move. Anessa kept pushing against the invisible force, but her efforts were in vain. With this weakness, she felt an uncontrollable rage blossom inside her.
``What do you want, you want your turn to torture me, or whip me, or maybe you want to drown me?! Whatever, I don't care but you won't have me! Not before I bury my brother.`` She said while tightening her hold on Tavor.
Magnus simply stared at the girl before him. She reminded him of someone. Strong and fierce for others, put down for something she can't even change, and so broken that she just wishes to end it all. Magnus slowly realized that he was seeing his history repeat itself but in a much worst way. He never thought he would ever feel lucky for the things that had happened to him or the help he got but he sure did now.
``We won't hurt you, we're just here to help you.`` He said in a soothing voice.
``Yeah, so you just chased me down the forest and threw some type of powder on me so I can't move and you guys are literally a walking armory of weapons. Now you want me to trust you?`` She snorted.
Powder, huh? So this girl really is clueless, Magnus slowly started to understand. Well this make everything so much worst.
``After all, I may be a monster with no soul but I am no fool. Get away from me and what's left of my brother.`` Anessa continued ruthlessly. She was still heartbroken from her loss but she knew she had to stay strong. She stared down Magnus and his companions with a fierceness that would make a lion cower.
``Please, just listen to us. We can keep you safe and help you control your gift.`` Alec responded with a reassuring tone. Anessa turned her attention to the black haired boy and analyzed him. He was the second tallest out of the group, after the cat eyed fellow, and had a lean figure. He had ocean blue eyes but that was not what bothered Anessa. It's that he was looking at her with pity, and no matter how down she may be, she hated the fact that her sadness was so clearly written all over her face. She stared at him defiantly with her chin raised high, recollecting whatever was left of her dignity.
``GIFT? GIFT! I have lion eyes. I am not human, I am a monster. And this so called gift got my brother, the only thing I love in the world, killed! I shouldn't live, I am a curse, no good will come from me living.`` With that she turned away, conquering Magnus's spell with orange sparks of her own. But she was so blinded by loss that she had not realized she had used felt naked, as if these people could read her pain so she turned around and tried to escape.
But Jace, known for his swiftness and agility, ran with ease and caught up to the girl. He grabbed her by the shoulders and turned her around gently. What he saw broke his heart and made him step back. A girl around his age had eyes that were rimmed with red from rebellious tears, and long brown hair with traces of blond was looking at him. She had big bright eyes and cheekbones that would come out if she only smiled. She had full lips and a small nose. She looked so small, Jace easily towered over her. But he felt intimidated by the look of raw determination on her face while she tried to keep herself from crumbling. This young girl was fighting back tears, holding a dead boy. Those small specks of light, her lion eyes that were more strongly shown than Magnus, pierced through Jace's soul. The girl glanced down at the boy in her arms and said.
``He got poisoned, I think. He got killed and I couldn't protect him. They killed him because he's my brother. He was innocent and pure. Now here I am holding his lifeless body and looking at him with inhuman eyes. I was stolen everything from me, what more could you possibly want from me!?`` Orange sparks decorated the air while multiple tears rolled down her cheeks, despite her strongest efforts. She glanced at the people surrounding her. A flashing golden boy, a man with raven hair and blue eyes, a girl with red hair and green eyes, a taller girl with flowing black hair and finally a man, with eyes so similar to hers. Despite their differences in looks, they all had one thing in common. Staring at her right now, we're pairs of eyes and they were all filled with an endless sympathy. Anessa despised it.
``What do you want!?`` She screamed feeling herself weaken by this odd encounter, by these strange people. ``How come you have not attacked me yet?! I am helpless and you easily outnumber so you don't need to use tricks or traps. What are you waiting for?!`` She was so confused, for people could not be so kind without a personal gain. Jace was shocked by how she could be expecting an attack from people that she didn't even know. That she had been so wronged before that she believes everyone just purely wants something for themselves and not for others.
``We want to help you. We won't attack you, alright? Look at yourself, you need our help.`` Jace tried once again but to no use.
``I do need your charity. I need no one. Stay away from me before the villagers think of you my friends. If they do you will be hunted. Now, let me leave, I have wasted enough time! `` She said coldly.
``Please, just come with us, we'll bring you to safety and help you bury your brother, for the last time please, just come with us. We won't hurt you, I promise.`` Magnus attempted a final plea and he searched the little girl's face, thankful of the secrecy of the woods. He would hate the fact that these villagers saw her like this. That they got the satisfaction from her loss. Anessa held Tavor with one hand and wiped her tears with the other. She opened her mouth to say something but was stopped as she heard a familiar shrill voice from behind.
`` NO! Don't do it!``Magnus, startled by this unknown voice, turned around and found a woman, carrying a pitchfork and a torch. Anessa, realizing the woman's presence, closed her expression like a book snapping shut and turned her gaze filled with hatred towards the woman.
``Mother, what are you doing here? Go away, I told you all that I am leaving.`` Anessa emphasized the word mother with a sneer and spoke with such a dryness she felt dead inside.
``Shut up, demon! You are no daughter of mine so don't you dare use that foul mouth of yours to address me again.``The unknown villager then turned towards Magnus and the shadowhunters, without waiting for a response from her daughter. Anessa's eyes filled with sorrow.
``Listen to me. This creature,`` she nodded in Anessa's direction with distaste ``is not worth your time. It is disgusting, it has no soul, for God's sake it is impure. I have tried everything to purify her. I drowned her in holy water, made her say prayers until she could no longer speak, but her eyes stayed the same, mocking me! It is my duty to get rid of her! So I used her brother as a noble sacrifice to break her from the inside. Yet she is so heartless she has not shed one tear.`` The women turned towards Anessa and spat. ``Look at her, her brother is dead in her arms but she only thinks of saving herself. Help me, we must eliminate her for the greater good of this village, of the world.``
All of the shadowhunters, except Magnus, were shocked at those words. After all, how could such cruelty come from the one who gave you life. But Anessa looked as if this was usual, as if it were the daily greeting. However, Anessa's facade broke and her unknown saviors could see her begin to shake.
This is true, isn't it? Anessa thought. I'm a monster.
``NO! That's not true!`` Alec said as if he could read Anessa's thoughts. He spoke with such a ferocity it surprised her. She couldn't seem to understand why these people cared so much of what happened to her, of what people said to her. It was bizarre.
``How dare you, woman?! You say these acts you have committed to your own daughter as if you have done her a favor. Drown her, you say. And you insist that she is the beast. Why do you think her brother is dead, because you murdered him! Noble sacrifice, are you kidding me? Oh if there weren't any Accords what I would do to yo-``
``STOP!`` Anessa couldn't take it anymore. Tavor's dead, these stranger say they want to help her while her mother wishes her dead. For the first time in what seems like forever, she has never wanted more than to let her mother have her way and kill her, quick and painless. But with all these thoughts clouding her head, she felt Tavor fall out of her arms, her knees buckle underneath her and the last thing she saw was that strange man with beautiful feline eyes gazing at her with concern and something else she could not identify while she felt a black sea conquer her vision.