Hey guys. I'm on spring break so I'll be updating a few times this week. Um I don't really have anything to say so let's get on with the story.


Clary: 6

Jonathan: 7


Previously on valentine's daughter

He grabs the whip and walks over to me. I close my eyes and wait for it all to be over. At some point I must have lost conciousness because I wake up on the floor by myself in the dark. Well that's great. My back feels like hell. I can barely move it. I can't show pain. I cant let him know he caused me pain. That is a weakness. I do not show weakness. I am a warrior, a fighter.

He is my father. He teaches me things. He taught me not to love, show weakness, and always hide emotions. Emotions cloud judgement. I don't have any. He is my father and my instructor. What he does is not wrong. He is just getting his point across. He is not bad. He will make me the greatest nephlim ever created. I am ready.


Clary POV

Today my father told me he had a special job for me today. I always favored being called to do a job because it made me feel needed. My father called me to his study and now I am sitting in his chair waiting for my assignment. What he brought in was a surprise. It was a falcon.

"Father why do you have a falcon?" I asked

"You will train this bird to be obedient. Do not come back until he is tamed." with that he handed me the bird and sent me to the training room. I hated this bird. It was completely wild. The bird probably hated me too.

I tried talking to it and even played music to it but it didn't work. This bird was blind and it was really hard to tame a blind bird. all it did was screech at me and try to bite me. I absolutely loathed this bird. Finally this bird started to warm up to me. I had to admit he was growing on me to. I got the bird eating from my hand and when ever I called it, it would come to me and sit on my shoulder with it's beak in my hair. I was satisfied that the bird was tame. I took the bird down to my father's office. I gave the bird to him but when he took it he grabbed it's neck and snapped it.

"I told you to make it obedient" he dropped the bird's lifeless body on the ground, "Instead you taught it to love you. Falcons are not meant to be loving pets: They are fierce and wild, savage and cruel. This bird was not tamed; it was broken."

"What is your point father?" i ask with tear filled eyes

"To love is to destroy and to be loved is to be destroyed. Don't you ever forget that Clarissa."


Valentine POV

The angel blood running through Clarissa's veins will make her powerful but with the angel blood comes angel qualities; emotions. Emotions will ruin her and I will make sure that this never happens. I will teach her to be emotionless and coldhearted just like her father. Me. Over the past few years I have noticed her emotions slowly starting to dwidle. This is good.

She has mastered every weapon and is great with fighting. Now my only problem is her need to help others and to love them. If I can make that stop, she will be a ruthless killing machine.


Clary pov

Today I learned something. To love is to destroy and to be loved is to be destroyed. After everything that has happened I have learned that this statement is true. My mother never cared for me. She abandoned me and Jon. She was a horrible mother and loved to much. My father loved her a lot but mother destroyed him. She left him; betrayed him. Every time someone speaks of her I imagine running a dagger straight through her heart. If she even has one that is.

That falcon loved me and it was destroyed. I loved it and when father snapped it's neck I was crushed. I have a good way of secluding my feelings from my face. Loving something is a weakness, because if that something was destroyed or hurt in some way you too would be destroyed. It would also make you risk lives for others. You wouldn't be able to leave them behind. At the end of the day I know that to love is to destroy and to be loved is to be destroyed. And I will NEVER forget it.


So did you like it? I will be uploading a chapter right after this one because this one was not long at all but I just had to fit this story in and because it happened when she was six, I couldn't switch the ages yet. Anyway next chapter clary will be 11 and Jonathan will be 12.

Please review and tell me what you think.

If I reach 12 reviews then I will add a special twist in. I already know what it will be but yeah. I love you guys!

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