Hey guys this idea came to me in a dream, oddly lol. IDK, it was a weird dream. So yeah enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN THE MORTAL INSTRUMENTS. THE CHARACTERS AND EVERYTHING BELONG TO CASSANDRA CLARE. THANK YOU.

Chapter One: First Dream

I stood in the middle of a clearing, surrounded by trees. I slowly spun, listening intently for any demons lurking around. I know this is a dream, but you never know what demons are capable of. Angel knows there are Dream Demons. I stop suddenly. In front of me is a boy, partially hidden by trees. He was tall and lean, with a little muscles. His hair was snow-white, eyes pitch black. He's a demon, demons have weird colored eyes. He was wearing black clothes: shirt, jacket, pants and boots.

He was staring at me. I looked at him wearily. This can't be anything good. Boy, was I wrong. "Hello, Clarissa." His voice was smooth velvet. My eyes narrowed. "Who are you and how do you know my name?" I asked cautiously. "I am the Dark Prince, or Prince of Demons, Jonathan Morgenstern. I have been watching you for some time now." He smirked. "OK. What do you want?" My hand reached for the dagger I knew was in my back pocket. "I want you, of course. I have taken an interest in you."

"Why? There are plenty of other girls out there." "Those girls bore me. You are more interesting." "So, you only want me because I interest you, correct? And if you get bored with me, so you would then kill me." "Is that what you think?" he cocked his head to the side. I nodded. "It's exactly what I think." "Well, why don't you see for yourself what I would do. Give me a chance." "No." I laughed cruelly, "You are a demon. Demons have done too much shit for me to even consider your offer. Sorry." My hand gripped the hilt of the blade as I pulled it out. It didn't faze him. Damn.

It was true. Demon killed my family, now I'm living with my best friend, Simon Lewis, whose family has gladly taken me in. I am thankful to them for everything they have done.

"Oh? That's a pity. I know I didn't tell them to. That was probably my father." He explained. I didn't believe him. At all.

"You don't believe me." His tone was amused. My grip on the blade tightened. "Well, yeah. Why should I? How would I know you are not lying to me? I mean, demon lie all the time." He walked over to me, slowly. "Let me show you I am not lying. This meeting is Destiny." I snorted. "Here. See?" He pulled the sleeve of my shirt up, baring my shoulder. I looked and saw a tattoo of a symbol of vines in random designs with JCM wound through it. I stared, confused. "And look." He pulled his sleeve up, showing me his shoulder. The same design was on his shoulder but wit my initials, CAF, wound through it. Weird. "What are these?" I asked, voice rising with fear. "They are the marks someone gets when the have a Beloved One. A Prince of Light has one, just like mine. We are to fight over you. On your other shoulder is the same mark with someone elses initials.' I looked and saw he was right. The same mark was there with JCH wund through it. "Who is JCH?" "I am not sure. We will find out in time. For now, I have transferred to your school." I gulped. "OK."

"Well, I must let you go now. It is morning." I nodded. He surprised me by pulling me into a tight, possessive embrace.

He let go and I woke. I took some time and thought about the dream.

Little did I know, was that the Prince of Light was closer than I knew. He attended my school.

Hey, so, how is this? I bet you can guess who JCH is XD.