Disclaimer: I do NOT own the rights to the Mortal Instruments series…sadly :( The only thing I own is the plot!
PROLOGUE
CPOV
I looked outside the window of the car that was leading me to the worst possible place on earth…an adoption center. My name is Clarissa Morgenstern but you can call me Clary. I'm 11 years old and now officially an orphan. My parents were dead and so was my brother. I don't know how they died all I know is when I got home from my best friend Simon Lewis' house they were dead. I remember the night like it was just a few hours ago…because it was.
FLASHBACK
I gigged as Simon stuck a cupcake in his sister Rebecca's face. That was how the food fight had started. Simon threw one in her face so she threw one back but he ducked just in time and a mini pie hit me in the face. We kept throwing food at each other until Simon and Rebecca's mom came in.
Her eyes were huge and she stared at us for a while but she didn't get mad no instead she got a camera and took pictures of us. We all started laughing when we looked back at the photos.
Then it was time to go home I said goodbye to Simon and Rebecca and got into Mrs. Lewis' car. We were driving around the corner when I heard it. A gunshot being fired. Little had I known it was a murderer who had shot my parents and brother. Mrs. Lewis' stopped the car in case we ran into the psycho on the loose. After about 5 minutes we continued our way to my house.
I rang the doorbell with Simon's mom next to me. No one answered. I rang the bell a few more times but no one came. So Mrs. Lewis and I went by the garage. I punched in the code and waited patiently as the garage door opened slowly. I screamed bloody murder when I saw three dead bodies. The three bodies of my mother Jocelyn, my father Luke, and last but not least my brother Jonathan Christopher. I fainted as I heard Simon's mom calling 911 explaining that a murder had just occurred possibly only a few minutes ago.
The next day I was being taken to an orphanage.
END OF FLASHBACK
The car stopped and the driver killed the engine and opened my door. We made our way inside the orphanage and the lady that was in charge showed me to a room.
"Don't worry Clarissa. Everything will be alright." The lady said stroking my face gently like my mom used to when I got hurt or was sad.
"I sure hope so. I just find it so hard to believe that my f-family's d-dead." I replied tears forming in my eyes.
"Clarissa look at me." I looked up at her "When I was 6 years old I lost my father in a car accident. My mother had died while giving birth to my sister. I was 3 at the time. I know how it feels to love your family. To lose everyone and everything you have ever loved. I went to an orphanage to but when I was young things were different in orphanages. We got abused and cops never did anything about it. Heck, some kids died. There are still orphanages today that do that. I opened this orphanage because I didn't want these kids to have to go through what I did, I didn't want them to be afraid or wake up every morning thinking why bother getting up? These psychos are probably going to kill me today or no one is going to adopt me and get me out of this hell whole. I know how you feel sweetie and I promise you will be safe and a loving family will adopt you and treat you like their own. You won't be scared. I will make sure every one of these kids here are safe and nothing bad ever happens to them. You understand?" I nodded and she gave me a gentle, loving, caring hug.
2 weeks later
I woke up and got dressed. I joined the other kids in the rec room and sat down at a table with some paper and coloured pencils. I loved drawing. It calmed me down and helped me forget about all the bad things in the world.
"Hello. Are you Clarissa?" a voice said from behind me.
I looked at the person and said "Yes, that's me."
"Clarissa my name is Maryse. I was a friend of your mother's back when we were in high school." The lady –Maryse- said.
"Oh. Um…" I replied. The lady seemed nice yet stern.
"Don't be scared Clarissa. I'm here because I'd love if you would be part of my family. I've known you're mother since we were little girls. We were great friends. I also knew Luke. Your parents were very nice people and I'm so sorry about what happened."
"Oh thank you. I would love to be a part of your family but can I m-meet them f-first?"
"Of course they're all in Mrs. Jones' office."
"Ok." I said giving her a weak smile as we made our way to the office.
Once inside the office
"Hello you must be Clarissa." A man said "My name is Robert."
"Hello. Please call me Clary. Clarissa sounds like an old person name." he chuckled.
"All right then Clary. This is my eldest son Alec." he said motioning at a boy with black hair and light blue eyes.
"He looks like Adam Lambert." I said.
The boy Alec just smiled and said "I get that a lot. Nice to meet you."
"You too."
"This is my daughter Isabelle." He said motioning to a girl with black hair and midnight blue eyes. She smiled at me and said " Nice to finally meet you Clary. My parents have been talking so much about wanting to adopt you. I think we'll be great friends."
I smiled weakly " My mom used to talk to me about you guys all the time."
"This is Jace." He motioned to a boy with golden hair and amber coloured eyes. He reminded me of an angel but his face looked scary.
"Clarissa. I'd say it's nice to meet you but that would be a lie. I don't think we need anyone else in this family." He said glaring at me.
"Jace! Don't you dare talk to her like that again. Clary I am so sorry about him." Maryse said.
"I-it's o-ok." I stuttered.
"And this is my youngest son Max." Robert said motioning at a little boy with glasses and brown hair. I gave him a sad smile.
"Hi Clary! It's so cool to meet you. What's wrong? You seem sad." He asked.
"Oh it's nothing you just look so much like my best friend Simon."
A few hours later I was packing my stuff and leaving with my new family.
That was the last time I saw any of the kids from the orphanage and the first time I was nervous being around these people. It wasn't that the scared me far from that. I just felt like I didn't belong.
Well that's the prologue.
Me: What did you guys think?
Clary: I think it was sad.
Jace: Clary it's just a fucking story.
Clary: That's what you think. But people actually go through this shit for real! You could at least try and be compassionate.
Jace: Unless you've forgotten I went through something like that! (Narrows eyes at Clary)
Me: Oh shut up you two. Anyways please review!
Jace: Or else…
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