The night was cold and dark; the only sound was that of a baby crying and cars rushing past. Maryse Lightwood runs down the steps of the New York institute carrying her newborn daughter. To the right of the steps a portal opens and Valentine steps out into the streets of New York. Maryse begins to wonder what she is submitting her daughter too, and if it is actually a mistake. However it was too late for her to turn back now.

"Maryse, is this the prized child?"

Maryse begins to shake, "Valentine what do you plan to do with her?"

He laughs, "that is none of your concern now Maryse, you decided to give her to me. I will do with her as I see fit, but fear not, you will see her eventually."

Valentine hold his hands out to Maryse signalling that she needs to hand the child over. After she hands over the child Valentine walks over to the portal, but before he walks into it he turns around.

"Maryse, I hope you understand the immense power this girl will hold when she is older, and I hope you understand how thankful I am that you presented me with her."

With that message ringing in Maryse's ears, Valentine spins on his heel and walks into the portal, it closing with a snap behind him.

11 years later

Sweat drips into my eyes as Jonathan continues to press his training staff against mine, no matter how hard I try I can never seem to get out of this position once he's put me in it. I swing my staff up over his head and turn my back to him, jabbing the end of my staff into his stomach. He groans and steps back, an angry fire beginning to burn in his eyes. I feel anxiety pool in the pit of my stomach but try so hard not to show it that never ends well in this house.

"You are such a bad fighter, the second you leave this house you are going to be murdered." Jonathan sneers.

I smirk, "you've been saying that to me since the moment we started sparing. And look at where we are now."

He looks as if he is about to say something else when Valentine walks in, "Elle you will come with me at once."

I nod and follow him out of the room. We walk down many of the long hallways in this mansion until we finally stop at a set of doors. These doors are familiar to me; this is the room we get punished in. Valentine opens the doors and throws me into the room.

"You have trained enough, your fighting skills are unparralled by all those but Jonathan and Jace. You will remain in this room until further notice, I will have one of the maids slip food under your door when you need it. Goodbye."

He walks out of the door, closing them both with a bang. As I jump I turn around and begin to look over where I will be staying, it is a small room, with a bed against the far wall and one single bookshelf. There is a smaller door on the left wall that I assume leads to a washroom. I decide to lie down on the bed, not knowing what would have happened while I was sleeping.

10 hours later

I awake in the arms of a Shadowhunter, we are on the steps of some church, I have no idea where we are and I begin to squirm in his arms.

"Do not fear child, you will be safe with these people, they are the Lightwoods. They will take care of you."

My vision is hazy and I cannot remember anything, no ideas about who I was with, or how old I was, not even who raised me.

I look up to see a family standing on the top of the steps, 'they look like me' is one of the first thoughts that run through my mind.

"I found them both in the remains of the Wayland manor. This boy remembers his father, the girl does not seem to remember anything, and I do not think she is related to the Wayland boy at all, she bears no resemblance." The man next to me presents me and another boy to the family on the steps.

"We will take them both, and raise them as our own. Thank you for bringing them here, you are dismissed."

That was the moment I met the Lightwoods, only I had no idea what would happen with them in the future, and what I would bring upon them…