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Hey mate! Thank you so much for clicking on this story! So I know I have a lot of unfinished stories, but I just read the Mortal Instruments (BEST SERIES EVER! AM I RIGHT!?) and i'm going through that time of life where my every move revolves around Shadowhunters, so here I am, with a brand new story, and a brand new idea! If you are reading this (which you are XD) then I want to thank you for your support! It really lifts my spirit when I see someone enjoying literature just as much as I do! Enjoy!

I do not own any of the characters. All rights to to Cassandra Clare

Okay sorry, ON WITH THE STORY!

Prologue

It was raining heavily outside the Gard. Grey clouds were rolling across the sky, and the wind echoed throughout the Council Halls. The Members of the Clave sat around the room, arguing, and making very little progress in their discussion of the murder. Tension was in the air more than ever between the Shadowhunters and Downworlders seated for the council.

"I can assure you, Consul. As far as my knowledge goes, we night children had no involvement in the murders."

"And neither have the Warlocks. I can vow that much."

Jia Penhallow sighed. "Anselm Nightshade, Magnus Bane, please be seated." The warlock and the vampire took their seats, and Penhallow stood to speak.

"You all have heard the children of the night and the children of Lilith deny the blame. For now, both parties will remain without blame. I call the matter abstained until further investigation."

The silence broke around the room, as everyone stood to their feet, protesting.

"Silence!" Penhallow cried, and once more, the halls took an eerie quiet as everyone took their seats. Someone stood up.

"Consul, all evidence points to the vampires and warlocks. The Morgenstern Manor was surrounded by dark magic. The bodies of Valentine and Jocelyn were drained of blood. And they are not the first! They cannot remain innocent. They have broken the accords, and must be dealt with accordingly."

"With all due respect Rosales," the consul stated, "that is the only evidence we have, and unless the parties claim guilty, we shall assume otherwise."

"But they are merely downworlders! We can't take their word!" Rosales cried.

Lucian Graymark stood, his teeth clenched and his hands in fists to control his anger. But when he spoke, his voice was calm. "To say we are merely downworlders is to revoke our seat on the council," he said. "Your distrust to us downworlders has led to disaster before. Is that not why we are here seated among you today? To make the same mistake so soon, Rosales, is the way of a mundane. Not of a shadowhunter."

"Point taken. Please be seated Mr Graymark. I understand you have close relations with the Morgenstern family, and for that, I'm truly sorry," Penhallow said. She turned to the other Shadowhunter. "Thank you for your input Mr Rosales, but as of now, vampires and warlocks shall remain innocent. We now have more pressing matters to discuss. Treason, committed by nephilim."

More cries were heard, and chaos broke out once again. Jia held up her hand for silence.

"The murders have given evidence of demonic acts, whether it be a downworlder or a demon. Both cannot enter the walls of Idris. Only a shadowhunter could have let them in."

A female voice spoke, "What do you suggest we do?"

"Nothing," was her reply.

Diana Wrayburn, the owner of the voice, stood. "I suggest we keep the information within these halls. If there is an enemy living among us, perhaps he is not seated in the council, and therefore, we must not feed him more information. I say no one hears about what we have discussed today, about the investigation of these murders. No one is to know what happened."

The consul looked grim.

"That is not recommended Wrayburn. The people must know about these murders, so precaution can be taken. As Rosales mentioned before, this was not the first murder, and i'm willing to bet it won't be the last. Are you willing to take these measures at the expense of the safety of fellow Shadowhunters?" she asked.

"It is not the perfect option," Diana said, "but it is the only choice we have."

"And what of the Morgenstern children?" Someone called out.

"We will have them believe their parents were killed in a demon attack. As far as anyone is concerned, Valentine and Jocelyn were sent on an assignment outside of Idris, and were attacked by demons." Diana said. "A warlock should be able to convince them of that." She gave a pointed look to Magnus Bane.

Jia looked thoughtful. "I do not like this. The clave does not operate on deception and concealment, but Diana is right. It is the only defence we have. May Raziel forgive us all for what we are about to do, especially to young Jonathan and Clarissa. What shall we do with the children? They can no longer live in the Morgenstern Manor, and have yet to reach the age of adulthood."

"They can live with me," Lucian offered. "As a former parabatai of Valentine, and as a friend, I am willing to take their kids in. They are comfortable with me."

"If you are talking about that old Chinese restaurant in New York, then I would highly disagree," Jia said. "It is hardly honouring Valentine if you plan to raise them up in a werewolf lair. They must be trained in the ways of a shadowhunter. If no one is willing to accommodate them in an institute, they will be sent to the Shadowhunter Academy."

"We can accommodate them," Maryse Lightwood's voice rang out. "Jonathan and Clary are welcome to live in the New York institute. They shall be trained well. The institute is within a few miles of Lucian's werewolf pack. "

Jia nodded. "Very well. It is settled then."

The council stood to their feet, and offered light clapping. As the representatives dispersed, Magnus approached Jia, his face set in a look of uneasiness.

"You know this is wrong, don't you Jia?" the warlock said. "You're asking me to replace their memories of their parents. Surely you know this isn't right, especially so close to their death. If they ever find out-"

"They'll be crushed, I know. They'll lose all their trust in the Clave. But surely you know Magnus, we are at a dead end. If they ever find out, I will take full responsibility," Jia said. "I'm sorry, but there is no other way. I'll bring them in shortly."

Magnus looked troubled. "And what if we are doing this for nothing? For all we know, the traitor could have been seated on the council. What then?"

"Then God help us all…"

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