I had just finished reading Clockwork Angel when I thought of this story. The idea actually began after I read City of Bones. Anyway this monologue has been running through my head, and I figured the only way I would be able to concentrate on other things is to write this. Tell me what you think. I know it's short but if I get enough feedback I'll continue the story.
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Prologue:
"Shadow Hunters; pathetic fools." He smirked. "Chosen by an angel to be the protectors of humanity, well I'm here to tell you we don't need them. Where were they when our families were slaughtered by werewolves, vampires, and demons or enslaved by fey?" He looked at the faces around him.
"They were nowhere to be found. We had to fight on our own. They see us humans as mundane, but we are strong. We have perfected a little trick that is all too human. Evolution." The crowd was easily controlled.
"When things we could not see threatened our survival we developed the sight, to allow us to see through the veil. We were now able to see that which would kill us; we now had the chance to run, to hide, and to survive. Then we saw those who were supposed to protect us, and they decided teach us." He let a bitter tone control his voice.
"How to clean their clothes, and weapons, and how to cook for them. They saw us as servants. We were not good enough to be fighters, so we were beneath them."
"But again this trick that we had up our sleeve continued again. We now had power to protect ourselves. Yet the Shadow Hunters still only saw us as mundanes or some unexplainable abomination."
"These Shadow Hunters are now obsolete." He laughed a cold humorless laugh. "We are the future. We are the protectors of the human race. We are the Psychics."
The psychic idea I have had since I read City of Bones. I think it makes sense. Tell me what you think, I'll probably write this story anyway but the more feedback I get the more motivated I am.