PART ONE
FALLEN STARS
"That is not dead which can eternal lie,
And with strange eons even death may die"
-Princess Resurrection
PROLOGUE
The dark of the night blankets through the skies of London. On a night when the stars fell from their place in heaven, a woman was running for her life, with a small bundle in her arms. "Margaret!" She called, the brown haired woman, with a curvaceous figure turned, with rage imminent in her blue eyes.
"What do you want, Minerva Morgenstern?" The brown haired woman said as the woman removed her hood. Black hair tumbling down her shoulders, beautiful pink lips, with icy blue eyes graced with long lashes.
"Please, Margaret, my son, your nephew." She said, fear in her voice as she held out the blanket. "Gabriel Morgenstern."
"So, after you had me banished from Idris, stripped of my marks, you want me to take care of this... This..."
"It would be only a few moment till he finds me... The members of the Circle-"
"Of course. You married Valentine's cousin. Why would I be surpirsed if the Clave gets you! You might as well leave now." Minerva's hands stopped Margaret's door from closing.
"It's not the Clave. Margaret please... Take my son... I won't live long enough to take care of him." Tears welled up in her eyes, and Margaret took the baby from her arms, with one last look of hate. "Leave now, Minerva. Before I forget you're my little sister and tribute your son to whatever is chasing you.
"Take care of him, Margaret." She cried, and the door slammed on her face. She walked away, casting one last look, and welcomed in the strong arms of a man. She collapsed in his arms. She looked up and saw him. Vladimir Morgenstern. The boy who was set aside by the enormous shadow his cousin casted, everyone forgetting about him.
"Vladimir..."
"It's my fault, Minerva. I should have not messed with my cousin's books..." The man said, his golden blond hair and eyes as onyx-black eyes looked timeless in the moonlight. He reached for her, and kissed her passionately. "We'll see him again. I promise. We have to keep him away from danger. Away from Abbadon-"
"Don't speak his name, Vlad. Names have powers. You know that." She said resting her head on his chest, tears running down from her eyes.
"We'll see him again." He promised.
Together, with their seraph blades, they ran away, swallowed by the blanket of the night, leaving the baby crying in his aunt's arms.
Abbadon chased through the night, his growls and laughter sending waves of chills through the dark.
Two years later, Minerva Morgenstern, walks to her sister's house, Abaddon having abandoned chasing them off. Margaret opened the door, with feigned sorrow in her eyes. She hugged her sister tightly.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Minerva! Your son... He..."
"What happened, Margaret!?" She cried in alarm.
"The demons, they came and killed him... I'm not a shadowhunter anymore, I can't protect him..." She said, with tears on her eyes. Minerva knelt, her hand clamped over her mouth. She began to cry and yell. Margaret held her back.
"Where is he?" She said, minutes after she calmed down.
"The demon... Took him away." Margaret said, covering her face with her hands. "I'm so sorry, Minerva, I can't do anything... We're leaving London, my husband, he got work in America..."
"I bid you good luck on your trip, Margaret. I'm sorry for... You know..."
"It's not your fault. I'm the one who fell in love with a mundane." She said, with obvious feigned sorrow in her words. She stood up and hugged Minerva, before turning back and leaving her sobbing sister alone.
To be continued...?
Disclaimer: I do not own Mortal Instruments, or Infernal Devices, or Dark Artifices. They all belong to the Queen of Fantasy, Cassandra Clare
A/N: Hello everyone! This is my first fanfic. It will contain some major changes, like Michael Wayland's brother, Simon staying as a vampire, Valentine's missing cousin, and a new branch of the Lightwood family tree. I hope you like it and review. Thanks for spending your time here and reading. :D See you next chapter