AN: Few things to say. One, yes this fanfiction is based on the musical Wicked, mixed with the Mortal Instruments. I didn't tag it as Wicked fanfiction, because the characters aren't the Original characters from Wicked, I changed some of them, and changed their names. Second, English isn't my native language. If mistakes bother you, tell me about it, I can learn from it. Third, I'm new to this site and I find it quite complicate. Fourth, I have written a part already, and I'll post everything I have already, and after that you'll have to wait for updates sometimes. If anyone reads this, anyway.
Prologue
Evangeline Thropp had always been able to see the shadow world. Some mundanes were just born that way, and there was nothing Evangeline could do to stop seeing them. She saw the fair folk, when she walked trough parks. She saw werewolves, where other people saw street dogs. She saw vampires after the sunset. Warlocks, whose strange marks other people didn't see. Sometimes even shadowhunters, the protectors of this world. They fought demons, they were stronger and swifter than people. Part angel. Demons were the worst things she could see, terrible beings, with no capability of good. Then she was raped by a demon. Evangeline was sure it had been a demon, a very powerful one. And she had gotten pregnant, and when the child was born, she just knew the baby was a warlock. The girl had a green skin. Evangeline knew it was a warlock mark. A year later, she was raped again. Evangeline was getting closer to insanity, and she knew it. It was very hard, being able to see the shadow world. Demons felt attracted to mundanes who could see them. Who could acknowledge their excistence. Again, she had a warlock baby. This girl wasn't green like Sawyer, but there was something wrong with her legs. It turned out, Rosaline, her second daughter, would never be able to walk. Evangeline spoiled her a bit, and so did Sawyer. They both felt sorry for the girl in the wheelchair, who had only weak powers, and who would live forever without being able to walk. When Sawyer turned twelve, Evangeline lost it. She couldn't stand the shadow world anymore, and she went insane. She was taken into a hospital for mental diseases, and Sawyer and Rosaline were adopted by a downworlder society. Sawyer had told her she was a very powerful warlock, she was going to help her mother. She had told her the Wizard, who was the head of the organisation, needed her, because she was special. And special she was.
