It's been sooooo long since I wrote a fan fic I never realized how much I missed doing this! Please read and Review and let me know if this is something I should continue with
please check out my other stories a few are still incomplete but I am currently working on updating everyone
A Cold Day In Hell
One Choice
Princess of Darkness
Night World High
Night World High Part 2
Mirror Mirror
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Chapter1
Azreal
I sat on a park bench watching the humans, they were so interesting and I could understand why they were favored by the most high. They love, they live and they die. Their existence is just a mere drop in the endless sea of time. There was one particular being that drew me to her, my brothers blood ran through her veins. Her name is Clarissa I watched her for a very long time from the moment she was born. I never interfered in her life I was just an observer, but there were so many times that I did want to intervene. When Clarissa placed the Mark of Cain onto the child of night I nearly revealed myself, to issue a caution of warning.
"Brother you're here again?" Michael sat down next to me on the bench.
"Yes I'm here I had to see her again." I spoke.
"What is so interesting about this shadowhunter?" he asked.
"Does her blood not sing to you? Does her Aura not stimulate even the most miniscule interest?" I have only but once encountered someone like her.
"Of course but that is the life force of our brother Ithuriel that attracts you nothing more." We sat for a moment then Michael rose to leave.
"I have a feeling that she is more important than any of us realize Michael. Have you been seeing the signs?" I asked him
"Of course I have but remember it is not our job to interfere we must let this run it's course." Michael stated. I watched Michael unfurl his wings. unlike any other Angel his wings burned with the light of the most high and any non-celestial being would be overwhelmed by it's brightness.
"Azreal i just received word from Metatron someone has summoned one of the princes of hell." Suddenly I saw Micheals sword Glorious spring to life, the same weapon that cast the Morning Star from heaven. The same weapon Ithuriel lent to Simon Lewis to sever the bond between Jonathan Herondale and Johnathan Morgensten. the sword when wielded by Micheal burned with the same intense heavenly fire as Micheals wings. I stood up suddenly.
"Which one Micheal?" I asked. The look on Michaels face was not one i saw very often.
"Sammael." He said forcefully.
"No, that can't be possible you fought that traitor yourself you defeated him with Glorious." The fight between them was unprecedented, Sammael almost defeated Michael.
"The Shadowhunters of New York need to stay away from this one, i will handle him. i want you to walk among the shadowhunter and protect them. I have a feeling he will be persuing Clarissa, she's the one shadow hunter that can produce runes that are not in the The Book of Gramarye." Sammael was once an Archangel and knows runes that even i have not had permission to see or use.
"There are an infinite number of possibilites that Clarissa can perform. lock her and the institue down." Micheal Stated.
"Micheal if Sammael has returned what about the other Princes of hell?" I asked.
"Sammael is one of the four horseman and if he is here im sure he is about to usher in the apocalypse." I watched Micheal open a portal to heaven, he was going to gather the heavenly host. This same story played out so long ago when the morning star rebeled with his host of rebel angels.
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