Wow! I even have a song for the Prologue.
Professor Green – Monster feat. Example (Camo & Krooked Remix)
Prologue
"Father, we have had enough. Please, have mercy." I begged.
"I have never heard of Shadowhunter's mercy."
"Mother." I whispered, just loud enough for him to hear.
"Hmm, good point. But she's dead now, isn't she, dear daughter and son?"
"Because of you."
He laughs. "Yes, because of me, the merciless werewolf that is your father."
"Please don't Turn us, father." Me and my brother say in chorus.
"Do you plan to do good to the Clave? Ridding the world of 'us'? If the Clave will ever succeed, I want you brought down with me."
"We already have enough werewolf genes. You are our biological father."
"Of course I am. But don't you know, your Angel blood ridded both of you from your werewolf blood."
"Why?" I ask.
"Downworlders do not need Shadowhunters." He said, in a firm tone as he slashed two long gashes along both of my arms, and did the same to Gray. I winced, but Gray kept every piece of pain inside.
"Congratulate yourselves. You are Downworlders." He said, as we began to feel the battle taking place inside us, demon versus angel.
"Father, you have just created 2 half-breeds. Not 100% Downworlder." Said Gray.
"Very nice maths, son. Since you both have more than the usual amount of angel blood, just like that Jace and Clary from New York. You will stay as a hybrid, instead of Turning completely."
"It is a full moon tonight. We are cursed. The Clave will make it their sworn duty to track us down and kill us."
He smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes. "That's what I want. Feel the pain. I have been in hiding for long."
"Father, tell us the story before we have become numb from the constant amount of pain."
"I used your mother as a chance. She saw me as a weak and helpless werewolf. She decided she would help me. She fell in love with me, and we married. I wanted to show the Clave that Downworlders are meant to live. My plan built up, and this is where it had got me. Your mother is dead, you 2 will suffer just like I did. And if you live through the pain, you will join me in my army, against the Clave."
"You were a Shadowhunter before." Croaked Gray, I could hear the pain in his voice.
"I understood the meaning of Downworlders when I was Turned. Vale."
"Vale." I whispered as our father, the traitor, disappeared. My vision blackened, and I fell to the ground.
Do you like the story guys? Should I continue it? I love the Latin language, so I'll be using a lot of it in this story if this story will live.
Translations
Vale. – Goodbye.
Reviews are better than getting Turned into werewolves, and left to go crazy on the first Full Moon.
