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I'm sitting on Catarina's couch waiting for her to get home when the recent events start to surface in my mind. I'd escaped from my father's house a few days earlier. The maids helped me, and they were no doubt paying for it now. Stop! I scold myself. I can't think of that now. I had to escape; living with him forever would have killed me inside. Besides I need to stick to my story.

After Jace Herondale was taken out of Celine Herondale, and she was left behind because everyone thought she was dead, someone found her. Her breaths were few and her pulse was dropping. The stranger revived her and housed her until she was well enough to live on her own again. At least this part I think as I think as I sigh wishing things were simpler.

Celine started working as a waitress, and she lived above the restaurant with the old couple who ran it. Years later she had a place of her own and now managed the restaurant when she met my father. Also an outcast from the shadow hunting world but for different reasons. she got pregnant, and they got married. When I was growing up they partly trained me as a shadowhunter, so I would be able to protect myself. One night when the house was empty I found information on Jace Herondale my mother kept that told me he was my only relative and half-brother(also a true fact).

I smile at the memory of discovering why my name is Briar Rose Herondale instead of taking my father's last name. I guess my mom wanted me to bear the last name of the man she loved so much, Stephen Herondale. My parents had recently been killed in a demon attack written off as a freak accident by mundane police leaving me an orphan. The ridiculous human officials were going to put me in a orphanage permanately, so I ran away.

From here on the story is true. I went in search of my brother, who is 19 now, because I thought he might take me in. Once I got to New York I stumbled on Catarina, who I instantly recognized as a warlock due to her blue skin. I explained my fake story to her even though I suspect she knew I was lying. She took me in two days ago and said she would talk to the Clave officials about Jace adopting me if he wished too. I can't help but think he won't want a twelve-year-old sister for a responsibility at his age, but he is all I have.

My story has just enough detail to seem true, and I know if further questioned I can play the grief-stricken girl who would rather forget her past. I repeat my somewhat true story in my head like a mantra over and over when I hear the door close and jump up. "Hey Cat, did you hear anything?" I breathe. "How long have you been on that couch?" She says raising her eyebrows. I really wish she would get to the point. "I don't know." I answer which is true. I thought I had at least another hour before her shift at the hospital ends. I guess not. She sighs and puts her bag down before walking over to me. "Jace is 19, and he just got married. The clave is skeptical on whether or not he is ready for a child." "And?" I prompt her. "But I explained you are twelve years old and perfectly capable of taking care of yourself." She continued. "Honestly, you would think they consider you an infant." I heard her mutter under her breath.

"Agh, this is killing me,what did they decide?" I say impatiently. "The Clave and Jace are willing to take you in. You will live with Jace and his wife Clary at the New York Institute and continue your training." "Yay!" I squeal and hug her tightly. She stiffens but then hugs me back and whispers. "When you are ready to tell me the truth about you I'm here." I tense but then quickly relax. "What do you mean?" I say in an innocent tone. She just pulls back and stares at me. "I think you know Briar Rose." I just smile and thank her. After all what could she possibly know about me.

A myterious past but Cat seems to see through her façade.

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