Hello,

This is my Mortal Instruments FanFiction, Missing Angels.

The plot has been dancing around my head for weeks. It was dancing the quick step! :)

My idea originated from thinking what if Clary was half demon and half angel. More angel than demon? And what if she was missing and very powerful? And it went from there.

A helpful tip: Emielziela is pronounced Em-me-zee-ella. And Azasarella is As-ar-re-ella. :)

Disclaimer: I will never own Mortal Instruments the talented Cassandra Clare does. No matter how much I love her books. (I only do one disclaimer per story. I'm very forgetful!)

Chapter 1: Missing Angel

My name is Clarissa to some people. To others it's Clary. But my real name is Azasarella. I'm the daughter of Emielziela an Angel and Asmodeus a demon who happens to be a Prince Of Hell. So that mean I'm a Demon-Angel hybrid. Two species who loathe each other have something in common. ME! When I turned one thousand. I had a party. As you do. All my friends and family came. They were all angels. None of my demon relatives are allowed to see me and I never got to meet them. Guess I'm unwanted in the demon realm. During the party, I was allowed to leave. I needed some air.

I sat on my favourite cloud, spread open my wings. I got bored of sitting. After that I remember nothing. Apart from a few hours later I was captured. I never returned home. My mother and my over protective uncle, Raziel probably were very scared, angry and uncontrollable. They let me leave. No one to protect me. I'm the angel of Happiness, pure happiness. Whenever I see sadness. I have to set it right. With my special angel magic, I make sure it turns happy. That's my duty.

Since I never returned I got some adopted brother and sister. Jonathan and Eliza. My adopted parents were Jocelyn and Valentine Morgenstern. They gave me a new name. Well. It was really Valentine. He wanted a test subject. Something out of this world. Why not try a demon. Oh wait he had a demon son. I just had to fly at that exact minute. I'm so stupid. I'm very high up in angel royalty. I'm a princess. I needed protection. Bodyguards or something. Or that's what my mother told me. I just chose to believe her.

Clarrisa Adele Morgenstern. I hated the name. He wanted to experiment on a non-human creature. Why not demons? Valentine has a demon son. Why not pick him? I had to take a breather from my party. He just had to pick me! Fate obviously meant me to be his test subject. I had to fall out of the bloody sky. At the exact minute.

When I didn't do as he wanted me to. He tortured me. So I would do "The right ways" but their Valentine's wrong ways of life. Not the right ways. He whipped me with a whip brandished with demon blood. Not knowing I was half demon. Even to this day. I have the scars. Weirdly, it should effect me. But it did. Valentine hid me away like a sore thumb. Never letting me see sunlight.

For the first few weeks of me being on earth. Valentine locked me in his underground "prison" as I called it. I was my prison. There was no better word to describe it. Valentine had dug it out. Just to lock me away. Or his "test subject". I didn't meet the rest of his family until the two weeks of torture were over. They may have known about me before meeting me. My screams were very loud...

Valentine forced me to drink from the Mortal Cup he stole from Raziel himself. My poor uncle! He didn't deserve it. The blood tasted disgusting. No offense Raziel. Well this what happened.

Valentine asked me to drink it.

Then he started to whip me.

Then after 10 minutes of painful torture.

He asked me again.

This repeated for ten times.

Then he grabbed me by my precious long frizzy red hair.

And forced down Raziel's blood down my throw giving me extra Shadowhunter powers which I already had.

I had to lock away my demon secret. So I will not die. If Clave finds out I'm half demon they'll kill me because I could be a threat. But the only other demon I've met is Jonathan. He wasn't dangerous at the time I first met him. He was very nice and a great big adoptive brother. I was an only child. I never knew about sibling love. If the Clave finds out. They will kill me. The worst possible way. As soon as they find out, they will kill me the second after. I'm so afraid.

I don't look it. I don't look half angel, half demon. I have long frizzy red hair. I have sparking emerald eyes. I am very short. Jonathan teased me for being short. It's not my fault I'm small. If I wanted to look like a demon I would have to show my tree like horns. They grew naturally. I have pure paper white angel wings. Since I'm a hybrid, I have horns to show I'm a demon and wings because I'm an angel. I have never heard of another demon-angel hybrid before. I guess I'm alone on being different. I am proud to be different. I stand out from the rest of the Shadowhunters. They are all so same, in and out routine. Never changing. I change my routine daily. I never know what's happening. Always changing. I'm different from the them and I am proud. *I was captured a thousand years ago. I am two thousand years old. And wanting revenge on those have hurt me. There are many. I am very old and very powerful. I am indestructible.

I hoped you liked it.

If you want chapter 2, reviews make me write quicker. I love 'em! If I don't get many reviews, chapter 2 will be up when it's passed my okay test. :) Which could takes ages, but since its the summer holidays. It will be quicker!

If you like this. Then check out my other story: The Fire's Fire. It's Twilight. I love Twilight and Mortal Instruments. Hence my name TwilightMortal! :)

Also, SlightlyStrangeGirl's story 'If you had nine months' it's incredible. Reviews and Views are very much welcomed and appreciated. :)

-TwilightMortal