DICLAIMER: I'm only going to say this once I don't own the Twilight or City of Bones characters, they belong to their wonderful creators, which is sadly not me
The history of the shadow hunters is not owned by me either
"Bella you're a shadowhunter."
"I'm a what?" I said in a shocked voice. I was shocked because for some reason I believed Charlie was telling the truth.
"Bella, you should sit down before I tell you about your past." Once I sat and composed myself, Charlie began to tell me about who I really am.
"A thousand years ago, the Angel Raziel mixed his blood with the blood of men and created the race of the Nephilim. Human-angel hybrids, they walk among us, unseen but ever-present, our invisible protectors.
They call themselves Shadowhunters.
The Shadowhunters obey the laws set down in the Gray Book, given to them by the Angel: their mandate is to protect our world from the inter-dimensional parasites they call demons, which travel from world to world, razing and destroying everything in their path. They also have the task of keeping the peace among the warring Downworlders: the human-demon crossbreeds we know as warlocks, vampires, werewolves, and faeries.
In their duties, they are aided by the mysterious Silent Brothers. Their lips and eyes sewn shut, the Silent Brothers rule over the City of Bones, the necropolis below the streets of Manhattan that holds the dead bodies of slain Shadowhunters. The Silent Brothers keep the archival records of ever Shadowhunter ever born. They also watch over the Mortal Instruments, the three divine objects the Angel Raziel gave to his children. One is a sword. One is a mirror. And the last is a cup.
For a thousand years, the Nephilim have protected the Mortal Instruments. But that was before the Uprising, the civil war that almost tore the Shadowhunters' secret world apart. Though Valentine, the Shadowhunter who started the war, is long dead, the wounds it left behind have never healed.
Fifteen years have passed since the Uprising. Rumors run rampant through Downworld that Valentine is back, at the head of an army of Forsaken warriors.
"And that is the history of the Shadowhunters." Charlie said after he finished.
Ok now I really think that I am going crazy because I really believe that this is the history of my people. "Um, dad" I said, swallowing "that still doesn't explain on how I am just suddenly developing the sight."
"Well, I was a Shadowhunter but I gave up my powers when your mother left with you all those years ago." Charlie said looking down at the end.
"Dad, did mom leaving have anything to do with you being a Shadowhunter?" I asked, but I already new the answer.
"After your mom married me, I told her about me being a Shadowhunter, and I thought she was okay with it. But when you started talking to faeries that used to live in the yard she lost it. She told me to put a spell on you so that you couldn't use your sight until you were 18. Then, your mother just got up and left me here without you and I wasn't sure you would ever come back to me."
"Dad, I'm so sorry she left because of me." I said looking down, feeling guilty.
Charlie walked over and put his arm around me. "Bella she didn't leave because of you, she wanted to leave for a while but she wasn't sure how you were going to turn out."
We stayed like that for a few moments.
"So, what happens now?"
"Well Bella, you are going to go to New York."
"Why?"
"So you can begin your training as a Shadowhunter with your cousins."
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