Hush Little Warlock-Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I don't own anything

(3rd Person POV)

Alec Isabelle, Clary, and Jace were all sitting in the library at night, talking about their latest escapade against the demons when, all of a sudden, Isabelle said, "Shh! Do you hear that?" Everyone instantly shut up and strained their ears trying to hear the sound. Hearing nothing they went back to talking but still listened keenly.

Then they heard it, a shrill crying. "Isabelle it's just a baby, some mom has had out to late." said Clary, snuggling up to Jace. Isabelle didn't look to sure and was fidgeting. Ten minutes later the baby was still crying just as close and getting louder.

"I think we should go see what's going on." said Alec finally, to the great relief of Isabelle, who feared the worst for the child. She hurriedly got up and shot to the door, the others followed more slowly.

When Isabelle opened the door she was shocked. The others saw Isabelle just standing there and hurried to see what was going on, and boy were they shocked!

There lying on the porch was a small baby wrapped in, what looked like, a hospital blanket. Its skin was red from its howling and had a long (for a baby anyway) shock of brown hair. A scene right out of a book, one of those things you don't believe would happen.

Isabelle picked it up and cuddled the little person close. "Aww, poor, poor baby! Why would someone do something to such an innocent little thing?" Clary rushed forward and started cooing at the baby too.

"What's with women and babies?" Jace asked no one in particular. Clary smacked him.

Alec took a turn peering at the little child, whose eyes were an unfocused blue, like all newborn babies are. "What are we going to do with it?" He asked.

Isabelle looked horrified, "Take care of her of course!"

"Isabelle you can't just keep it!" Alec said, "It's someone's kid!"

Isabelle looked all huffy, when she said, "Well obviously, they didn't want the poor baby, if they just left her here. Right, Clary?" Isabelle asked, hoping for the other girl's support in keeping the child.

Clary looked conflicted, "I don't know… Shouldn't we ask your Mom or somebody?"

Isabelle clutched the baby to her chest and stormed inside. "If you don't want her, I don't care! She'll die if we don't take care of her!" Then slammed the door.

After everyone was inside Isabelle rushed downstairs with the hastily wrapped baby, in her arms. "Alec, I think you need to call Magnus." Isabelle said slightly frazzled.

"Wh-" Alec started, and then stopped when Isabelle tugged some blanket of the child's shoulder baring a small, brown, downy wing. "I think I need to call Magnus." Alec said.

Everyone was one again gathered in the library, when they heard the heavy thud of the Institute's door opening, "I'm here!" Magnus' voice trilled. When he appeared at the door, he was dressed flamboyantly in a wild array of colors per always; he looked at Alec who blushed scarlet. "You require my services?" he said walking gracefully into the room. Seeing the baby Isabelle still held he exclaimed, "When did you get a baby?" Isabelle glared at him.

"She was left here. We hoped you could help." Clary supplied.

Magnus glanced at her, "As magnificent I am, I don't know anything about babies, I can't help you." The little girl, confirmed now by a changed diaper, gurgled.

"Maybe not but you can help us. She's a warlock."

"Where did you get a warlock child?" he asked examining the baby more closely with his eyes.

"The front porch." Jace remarked drily. Magnus raised an eyebrow at this.

"Yeah, and she already has purple sparks when she cries. What do we do about that?" Jace continued because, during his first introduction to the child, he got an electroshock to the stomach.

"Jace shut up, it's no wonder! You scared her with that ugly mug of yours." Isabelle quipped, showing the mark Magnus was surly looking for as she resituated the little girl.

"Is she wearing a dishtowel?" Magnus asked as he saw Isabelle's impromptu diaper.

"Yeah those numbskulls wouldn't get me diapers for her." Isabelle replied looking pointedly at the others in the room.

"That can't be good for her." Magnus said as he snapped a package of Huggies on to the couch.

"Thank you Magnus, but you know, she will get hun-" she was interrupted by bottles and formula appearing next to the diapers. Isabelle smiled brightly.

"Clary would you-"

"I don't know how to make a bottle." Isabelle sighed and handing Clary the child. She then said something that probably shouldn't be said in front of a baby.

"Hey, little girl." Clary cooed, then thought for a minute. "Guys? What are we gonna call her?

I have no idea what to name the kid. Ideas? Please? Hope you like. :) Sorry if it's not very good, I'm a young writer.