Young Aislynn's mother was on a walk with her two-month-old in her arms when the vampires showed up out of no where. She was forced to leave her pure bred Shadowhunter daughter on the steps of the Institute that she once called home.
The young woman ran, running from the rogue vampires that were chasing her for the little babe in her arms. The little baby cried and cried, only signaling the vampires where they were, the mother stopped in front of the Institute that was her home and laid the baby's basket on the front step, a note tucked tightly in the blankets that kept the poor little baby girl from freezing. She started to cry, but Celine shushed her gently.
"Shh honey, mama's gotta go. I love you, okay?" She let a tear fall onto the infant's face before waving her arms around to get the vampires attention. The young mother ran off, leaving her poor child on the steps of the Institute which she once called her home.
Granville Fairchild walked to the door of the London Institute, hearing the summoning bell. He looked left and he looked right, only to find nothing, but when he looked down, he couldn't believe his eyes. There was a little baby girl with a little curl of brunette hair on top of her head lying in a basket on the doorstep of his Institute.
"Charlotte, call your mother down here please."
"Why daddy?"
"Don't question me and just do it please Lottie." Young Charlotte obeyed her strict father and ran up the stairs to wake her mother. Granville lifted the babe out of the basket as she started to shiver in the cold London weather. A note fell out of the blanket and he picked it up, unfolding it and carefully reading it.
Dear Granville,
This is my two-month-old daughter, Aislynn Youngblood, the vampires and demons are becoming a serious threat to her young life and I am leaving her here because the Institute was always a place of sanctuary for me when I lived there. Please take care of her and make it so that she gets the proper treatment for a babe her age and that she is safe.
Sincerely,
C. Youngblood
Granville gasped at the signature and closed the doors after grabbing Aislynn's basket. He ran up the stairs to his room and woke his wife.
"What is it Granville?"
"The Youngbloods house is unsafe, so she left her little girl on our doorstep." His wife sat up and took the little girl from him and Charlotte climbed up to see the new arrival.
"What's the poor baby's name Granville?"
"Aislynn." Aislynn started to shiver in Mrs. Fairchild's arms, so she covered her up with one of the blankets covering her.
Sooooooo sorry for that slip up, thank you for noticing that two month olds cannot speak. Accidents happen.
