Carry On Darling

by Fairchildgirl

Clarissa Morgenstern is not one to be messed with. Known as the daughter of the most famous rebellion leader, she strikes fear into anyone who sees her. When a order from her father to kill everyone in the New York Institute backfires, Clarissa ends up captive to the Lightwoods and unable to escape. Everyone see's her as a threat. Except for the golden boy who wont seem to give up

1. Kill them all

Clarissa's blade hit the dummy with a bang. right through the eye, she smirked to herself. Clarissa knew she was good. Hell, Clarissa knew she was freakin fantastic, and she made sure everyone around her knew too.

Clarissa Adele Morgenstern was not one to be messed with. She was known all through the downworld, and she was feared and Respected, for Clarissa that was all she needed. The only person she knew who was more feared than herself was her father. Valentine Morgenstern. Leader of the most dangerous rebellion group in all of the shadow world.

Clarissa barely ever got to go on hunts with her father, sometimes she would be sent to go deal with the low lifes her father just didn't have time for. Clarissa did this often, just trying to get the tiniest bit of gratitude or admiration from her father. However. even after all the missions she had done. no matter how hard she trained, it was never enough.

Wiping the sweat from her forehead she took a large drink of water and sighed.

" ?" a small voice called from the entrance of the training room. Maia, was a young werewolf her father had kidnapped and made Clarissas maid. At first her spirit was tough to break, every time she disobeyed and her father took her away she would scream "Jordan is coming for me! he'll find me!" But like every other girl and boy they had taken they were never rescued, left for dead.

"Yes, Maia?"

"Your father wants you"

"Very well" Clarissa turned back to the training room and gathered her things, when she looked back Maia was still standing there emotionlessly staring at the wall

"You may leave" Maia, obviously in a daydream ignored Clarissa and continued staring at the wall. sighing Clarissa picked up her blade and flung it across the room towards the absentminded maid, purposely missing her head by centimetres.

"YOU MAY LEAVE" Maia scurried away, murmuring curses beneath her breath.

Clarissa grabbed her bag and walked through the dark, empty halls to her fathers study.

"Valentine?" she asked

"Clarissa i need you to deal with a problem"

"what is it?"

"I need you to get rid of every living soul on the New York Institute"

AN: I know its a short chapter guys! but unlike all my other stories i have a brand new laptop to write it on! so it will be way easier now! sorry for the delay!

-Mel :)