Cast:

Sakura Haruno: Jocelyn Fray

Sarada Haruno (there is a reason it isn't Uchiha for this): Clary Fray

Sasuke Uchiha: Lucian Grayback/ Luke Garroway

Pein: Valentine Morgenstern

Boruto Uzumaki: Jace Herondale

Himawari Uzumaki: Jace's younger sister (that I invented so that Himawari could exist)

Naruto Uzumaki: Stephen Herondale

Hinata Uzumaki: Celine Herondale

Shikadai Nara: Alec Lightwood

Temari Nara: Maryse Lightwood

Shikamaru Nara: Robert Lightwood

Inojin Yamanaka: Simon Lewis

Metal Lee: Eric (member of Simon's band)

Yahiko : Hodge Starkweather

Kimimaru: Raphael Santiago

Karin Uzumaki: Camille Belcourt

Orochimaru: Magnus Bane

Log and Mitsuki: High Warlock's sons.

Tsunade Senju: Madame Dorothea

Ok Important Details that are different from the Shadow Hunter's series!

So Pein(Valentine) will not be Sarada's(Clary) biological father. Sasuke(Luke) is. It will be explained later what the circumstances are, but for that info you have to read it.

Izzy does not exist since I can't think of a character to fill her place.

The picture of "Clary's father" in this is not a random guy, more info will be given eventually lol.

Also get used to who is who! I will post the cast at the top of each chapter, but I will be using only the name of the the Boruto/Naruto characters in the actual story part.

ALSO PERMANENT DISCLAIMER! I DON'T OWN NARUTO/BORUTO OR THE MORTAL INSTRUMENTS. I ALSO AM NOT THE FIRST PERSON TO USE THIS SPECIFIC IDEA OF BORUTO CHARACTERS AS CHARACTERS FROM THE MORTAL INSTRUMENTS!

Chapter 1:

Fifteen year old Sarada tugged her two best friends her as they approached the line that was starting to lengthen over time. Pandemonium, an all ages club had opened and Sarada had decided to drag along her best friend Inojin Yamanaka. Everyone was leaning forward, hoping to see something exciting. The most exciting thing so far was a kid with electric blue dyed hair and bright green eyes trying to convince the bouncers to let him in with his toy weapon. Inojin pulled Sarada out of her thoughts.

"You thought he was cute didn't you?"

Sarada plainly shrugged her shoulders.

"Sure Inojin. . ." She replied, but she wasn't really listening anymore her eyes were focused on the energy all around her. The music was loud and people were on the dancing like nothing else mattered in the floor. Skirts and hair was flying to the beat of the music.

"I. . .I am enjoying myself immensely!" Inojin stated as they swayed awkwardly to the music. Sarada found it highly unlikely that Inojin was actually enjoying himself. Her focus suddenly shifted on a blond haired figure with dark clothes. His Bright blond hair made him stand out like a beacon. The blonde and another figure steered the blue haired boy in the direction of a sign that had the words "No admittance" written on them. He seemed hypnotized by the blondy. "Huh… A gay smurf…" Sarada thought to herself. Suddenly the blonde one reached into his pocket and drew out a long and pointy looking knife.

"A knife. Inojin!" Sarada yelled out.

Inojin was drawn back to reality from his fake story about sleeping with Sarada's mother.

"What?" Inojin asked.

"Do you see those guys by the door? The two of them that were following the guy with the blue hair?!"

"The one you thought was cute?"

"Not really the point Shannaro! The blonde one pulled a knife."

"Are you absolutely positive?"

"Clear as crystal! I'm sure."

Inojin offered to go find guards and scurried off. Sarada knew that at this rate he would be too late so she hurried after before the three figures disappeared behind the door. Quickly slipping through she noticed the blondie from before holding a knife up to the smurfs neck.

"So… any more of you?"

"Any other what?" The blue haired boy spat out.

"Oh come now, you know exactly what I am…" The blonde spoke amused drawing up his sleeves revealing tattoo like marks.

"Shadowhunter…" The blunnette hissed.

"Bingo, Dattebasa!"

Sarada stared at the scene in front of her still concealed. The blonde was pacing back and forth in front of what Sarada established as the smurf.

"You still haven't told me if any more of your kind are around."

"I have no idea what you are talking about." The boy spat back.

"What a drag. . . He means other demons, you know what a demon is? It's really troublesome to repeat everything." asked the dark haired boy whose hair was a dark brown in a pineapple like ponytail. Sarada briefly broke her concentration to ponder how it was physically possible for hair to defy gravity like that.

The blonde continued to antagonize the blue haired boy for a little before the pineapple haired boy stepped in .

"That's enough Boruto!"

"They're crazy!" Sarada thought to herself.

"Do you think I talk to much Dattebasa? Shikadai thinks I talk too much! He says I'm troublesome to be around." Boruto asked the "demon".

He didn't reply at first. "I could give you information instead . . . I know where Pein is."

Shikadai and Boruto exchanged glances before shrugging.

"Pein is long dead, it's obviously toying with us." Boruto muttered.

"Troublesome demon, kill it Boruto." Shikadai replied.

Sarada couldn't take it anymore before jumping out.

"Stop! You can't kill him!" She yelled.

Boruto and Shikadai turned around.

"What is this?" Shikadai asked.

"It's a girl, Dattebasa. Surely you have seen girls before, Shikadai. My little sister Himawari is one." Boruto replied slyly.

"What a drag. . ." Shikadai replied.

"Strange. . . she is a mundie and can see us." Boruto mumbled.

"Of course I can see you! I'm not blind Shannaro!"

"Sure. . . you better get out of here before it turns ugly."

"I'm not moving Shannaro! If I do… If I do you'll kill him!"

Boruto shrugged his shoulders. "Not denying it. . . But uh. . . why would you care if I killed him or not?"

"BECAUSE! You. . . You can't just go around killing people!"

"Ah got you Dattebasa! Key word there, you can't go around killing people." Boruto replied pointing at the blue haired boy.

"That, is not a human, girly. Sure it looks like one, heck even bleeds like one, talks like one, you get the point. But it is most certainly not a human. It's a monster, Dattebasa!"

"Boruto be careful what you say. . ." Shikadai warned.

"You're crazy!" Sarada yelled.

"I called the police. They should be here any second."

Shikadai called her out on lying but felt slight uneasiness.

Shikadai was just about to call out to Boruto but was cut short by the demon breaking free from the pillar and flinging itself at Boruto.

The two rolled together on the floor. The blunete slashing claws at Boruto who used his arms to protect himself. Shikadai quickly slashed at the demon allowing Boruto to roll out from underneath the demon gripping his arm in pain.

Working quickly, the demon began to crumple and disappear in on itself until every trace of its existence was vanquished.

"Stupid little Mundie. You could've gotten Boruto killed!" Shikadai seethed.

"He's crazy!" Sarada began trying to get out of the tight grip the boy had on her wrist.

"Just know, if you plan on calling the police, they aren't interested unless there is an actual body."

Sarada looked around her and sure enough there wasn't any evidence. "Have you had dealings with demons, warlocks, or the night children…"

"My name is not little girl, and I have no idea about what you are talking about Shannaro."

Though a little voice in her head was telling her otherwise.

"Sarada?" Inojin's voice interrupted.

"Are you okay? What happened to those guys, the ones with the knives? And uh, why are you in here by yourself.

Sarada soon realized that Inojin couldn't see them.

"Uuuuhhhh. . . You see. . . I thought they went in here, but apparently not. Whoops?"

Inojin gave Sarada an unsure glance but didn't push further. After that Sarada tried to ignore Inojin's questioning.

She hailed a taxi and headed home to the apartment she lived in.

…. Time Skip to HH( Haruno Home)….

Sarada was lying on her bed attempting to think of something to draw but was finding herself getting more frustrated by the minute. It was moments like this where she wished she could be more like her mother. Everything that Sakura Haruno painted ended up beautiful.

Suddenly her phone rang and Sarada quickly picked up.

"Hello, Is this Sarada Haruno?"

Sarada recognized the voice but couldn't quite pinpoint it.

"Yes?"

"Hi, I'm one of the knife-carrying hooligans you met last night at the Pandemonium? I'm afraid I made the wrong impression on you, so. . ."

"INOJIN!" Sarada burst up cracking up loudly.

"That is not funny. You nearly gave me a heart attack Shannaro!"

"You have to give me some credit. It was a pretty good joke."

"Well you wouldn't be laughing if you were at my house last night. My mom, she freaked out, stuff about making her worry, and that I would be the death of her. That stuff."

"Oh. . . so are you grounded?"

"Not sure. . . my Mom went out to go do something with Sasuke, and they aren't back yet. Where are you? At band practice with Metal, Iwabe, and Sumire?"

"Yeah, we just finished up actually. Actually, now that you mentioned it, Metal is doing a poetry reading over at Java Jones tonight, the whole band is going to support him. Wanna come?"

"Yes… No ….?"

"Indecisive much? Is that a yes or a no?"

"I'm not really sure. . . My mom is still mad at me. . . I don't want to risk facing her wrath from asking for any sort of favors… especially from Metal's Poetry of Youth."

"Oh come on, it's not that bad… besides you can invite your mom if it makes her feel any better."

"Fine.. but I'm not bringing my mom… talk to you later Jin!" With that Sarada hung up her phone. She looked around her room and observed her surrounding.

There was evidence of her mother's artistic tendencies everywhere. Above the fireplace was a picture of Clary's father a man with brown hair and red triangles on his cheek. He was standing proud with a Large dog at his side. According to her mom he was part of the Military Retrieval force and his dog was specially trained for that purpose. However the dog hadn't done Kiba Inuzuka any good when he had his life cut short by a car accident months before Sarada had been born. Sakura had gone back to using her Maiden Name after the accident. She never talked about Sarada's father, but kept a box engraved with his initials K.I. next to her bed. The box also held a few pictures and a fluff of brown dog hair. Sarada found it gross, the dog hair at least, but if it was an important memory Sarada didn't dare speak up. There would be days where Sakura would open up the box and hold the pictures close to heart and cry quietly before putting it back.

Sarada heard the lock click and jumped onto the couch with a book to act less suspicious. Sasuke walked in, his arms loaded with flattened cardboard boxes.

"Oh… Uh Hey Sasuke!" Sarada said. Sasuke smiled at her.

"Where's mom?"

"She's parking the truck!"

"What are the boxes for anyway?"

"Your mother wanted to uh. . . pack up some old unused things."

"Things? Care to specify?"

"Hnn, you know, stuff that sits around and collects dust. Stuff that has no use."

Sarada shrunk herself together on the couch.

"Sasuke. . . If my father had lived. . . do you think he would've been an artist as well?"

Sasuke gave a surprised look, but before he could answer Sakura stalked into the room, her pink hair flying wildly around her as if she had been electrocuted. That's something that Sakura Haruno was known for. Not the electric shock look, but the unusual tone of her hair. It was a bright bubblegum pink, and it gave her quite a few stares at times.

"Thanks for bringing the boxes up!" Sakura said to Sasuke.

"Mom? What are the boxes for?" Sakura chewed on her lip and shared a glance with Sasuke.

"Is this about what happened last night?"

"No. . . Yes. . . Well maybe a little. . . You shouldn't' have done what you did. . . but uh we are not grounding you. . ."

Sarada looked confused.

"Just tell her Sakura. . ."

Sakura sighed and held her head in her hands, her bangle bracelets sliding down her arm as far as they could go.

"We're going on vacation."

Sasuke's face held no answers, completely blank like a concrete slab.

Sarada raised an eyebrow.

"That is what this commotion is about Shannaro? For a vacation?"

"Well, we're going to the farmhouse. . . for the rest of the summer. The boxes are there in case you want to pack supplies. . ."

Sarada felt herself blowing up and stormed to her room.

In hushed voices she heard Sasuke and Sakura hissing back and forth.

"Sakura, you know you can't keep hiding the truth from her right?"

"But Sarada. . ."

"Sarada is not Kiba. . . You have changed since the incident, but I will remind you again, Sarada is not Kiba!"

"It's not like I can keep her at home. . ."

"Sakura! Of course you can't. She is a human being not a pet, and furthermore she is a teenager."

"If. . . If we. . . I can't lose her. . . Not like Kiba. . ."

"Drop it Sakura, talk to Sarada, she will understand. It isn't her that isn't ready. It is you! I know you blame yourself for everything that happened, but it is in the past! Hiding it from Sarada won't help."

The door opened revealing Inojin in that moment startling the crap out of Sakura. Sarada heard and rushed out of her room dragging Inojin out with her.

After arriving at Java Jones, Metal was already on stage wearing a green jumpsuit for the occasion.

"I'll get us drinks, what do you want?"

"Sake, just kidding Black coffee. Like my soul."

Inojin returned back a few moments later with coffee.

Sarada thanked him and chugged it to drown out the poetry of youth. She had been right, it was as horrifying as she thought it would be.

Inojin and Sarada casually talked with Sarada pressing Inojin on the girl he apparently liked. It was interrupted by a muffled laugh.

Sarada turned around to see the Boruto kid from the day before. He wore the same dark clothes that he had on at the club.

"What is it?' Inojin asked.

"I'll be right back." She replied, following Boruto out the door. He was leaving, seemingly in no rush. Sarada rushed through the doors scared he would have disappeared like the night before.

"You're friends poetry is terrible Dattebasa!"

This caught Sarada off guard.

"Huh… what?"

"I said his poetry is terrible, awful actually, it sounds like he is screaming about youth."

"Look, I don't really give a shit about Metal's awful poetry, but I want to know why you are following me?"

"Oh hold on. Slow it down. Who said I was following you?"

"Nice try, do you want to tell me why you are following me, or should I call the police?"

"What are you going to tell them little girl? That invisible people are stalking you?"

"I told you last time, my name isn't little girl. It's Sarada!"

"Ya… I'm aware, interesting name. It means Salad."

Sarada listened to Boruto ramble about something she didn't know anything about and it was evident that he realized it when he trailed off his rampant train of thought.

"You really don't know much do you? You look and act mundane, yet you see us."

"Mundane?"

"Normal folk, like yourself."

"But, you look human."

"Well technically speaking, yes I am, but not in the way you are."

"Hold on! You think you are better! That's why you were laughing Shannaro!"

"No, not exactly. You misunderstand Dattebasa. Your friend, Inojin, is just the most Mundane of Mundanes I've seen. I found him to be. . . amusing."

Sarada raised her eyebrow for what have been the millionth time.

"Let me see your right hand."

"My right hand? If I show you my right hand will you leave me alone?"

"Sure, if that's what you want."

Sarada layed out her right hand.

"Uhhh, nothing. . . you're not left-handed are you?"

"No, why?"

Boruto gave a shrug.

"All shadowhunter children get their hands marked with a Voyance Rune on their right hands- or left, if they're left handed like me when they are young to help them see the magical world."

Boruto held up his left hand. "Your hand is blank?"

"Relax you eyes and your mind."

"You're crazy. . . but okay."

"You've said that a lot to me." He replied through a grin.

Sarada relaxed herself and suddenly saw the design flash out at her. It was black eye-like design that vanished as quickly as it came.

"So, you're inked?"

"I have runes. The majority fade after a while, but a few like this one, do not."

"That's why you aren't inked up today, even when I concentrate?"

"Uh sure. . . yeah let's go with that."

Suddenly Sarada's phone rang. At first she ignored it, but as soon as it stopped ringing it began again. Her mother must've been really worried. After digging the phone out of her bag she held it up to ear.

"Mom?"

"Sarada! Oh my goodness Sarada, Thank Kami!"

"It's alright, Mom, i'm on my way home."

"NO!" Sakura yelled out her voice laced with pure terror.

"Don't come, whatever you do, don't come home! Go straight to Inojin's and stay until I can. . ." Her voice was interrupted by a sound of shattering.

"Mom!"

"Just go to Inojin's, call Sasuke, and tell him that he's found me!" her voice was drowned by the sound of more shattering and splintering wood.

"Mom, who found you? Did you call the police, did you?"

Sarada's voice was cut off by a slitting sound and her mother uttering out. "I love you Sarada." Before the line went dead.

"Mom!" Sarada shrieked into the phone. "Mom, Mommy are you there?" Not a single reply came back. Just the ominous words Call Ended flickering across the screen.

Her hands shook, what was going on? She found herself dropping to the ground tears threatening to spill.

"DAMNIT!"

"What's going on?" Boruto asked. "I can. . . I can help if you tell me"

Sarada didn't know what came over her but before she knew it her hand struck his face before turning on her heel and running down the street towards her apartment at lightning speed.