I do not own the Mortal Instruments
~Christopher's POV~
I was standing in a field, and in front of me was the guy who looked like me, and just then, another me appeared next to him. I walked closer to see that instead of my emerald eyes, my eyes were the color of blood. He looked back at the other guy and they both grinned evilly, next thing I know, everything around us burst into flames. Then I stood on top of a building, I looked down to see a massacre happening, people being ripped apart by creatures. I hear laughing and looked up to see it was the other me and the other guy standing on top of another building and laughing as they watched what was happening. "Our mother is proud of all the blood that we have spilled." the other guy said and everything went black.
I sat up gasping, that's when I realized that the room I was in wasn't even my room. I looked around a bit and notice something on my arm, a faint scar. 'When did I get this?' I thought to myself. I got out of the bed and put on my shoes that were next to the bed and walked over to the door just to see that it was lock. I looked around the room again and see a window and walked over to it, the window wouldn't budge when I tried opening it. Great, I'm in a some weird place, my mom and I probably got kidnapped by that weird guy, and Clary doesn't know where we are. Clary. I haven't realized yet that she is probably freaking the hell out about what happened to me and mom. I checked my pockets to see if my phone was still there, nope. Just then I hear the door clicking unlock and I was getting ready to fight, the door opens to reveal the man that attacked us. "Christopher, so good to see you're awake. I hope your arms is better." he said and I realized that my arm was broken before I got knocked out, but yet my arm doesn't even have a scratch.
"Ok, you have five seconds explaining yourself before I throw you out the window." I said.
"We can talk in the dinning room, you must be hungry." the man said and that was when my stomach decided to grumble loudly. "Follow me." the man said and he left the room, I hesitated at first but followed. "Can you at least tell me who you are? At least telling me your name?" I asked trying to get some answers. "My name is Valentine Morgenstern." Valentine said. 'Who the heck has a name like Valentine?' I thought to myself. I mean, I heard weird names for people, but Valentine was the first person I met that has that name. "Ok, so can you tell me why you know my name?" I asked and Valentine looked at me for a minute. It was weird looking at him, I seriously wouldn't be surprised if he was my father, actually I'm pretty sure he is my father.
"We're here." Valentine said as we walked into the dinning room and sat at the table. "Matthew, make some breakfast for our guest." Valentine said to a short man and the man nodded and left.
"So now you're probably wanting to know who I am?" Valentine said and I nodded.
"Well, I should say firstly, that I'm your father." Valentine said.
"Not surprised really, I mean I look a lot like you." I responded.
"Anyways, you were born into the Shadow world, where Shadowhunters were created to kill Demons and Downworlders." Valentine said.
"Downworlders?" I asked.
"Those disgusting creatures. Werewolves, warlocks, Vampires, Faeries. They all deserve to be killed." Valentine said bitterly. The short man walks in and hands me a plate of eggs and I said thank you and the man left. "Why do you hate them so much?" I asked. I spent my life watching monster movies, weird thing that I now know that they actually exist. "What's not to hate? We were created to kill demons and they are their own versions of demons." Valentine said getting more angry. "So now that I know that my father is actually alive, what else has my mother hid from me?" I asked and Valentine looked at me for a minute.
"You have a twin brother." he said and my eyes widen at this. "A twin?" I asked shocked. "His name is Johnathon, would you like to meet him?" Valentine asked. 'Could it be the same guy that's been in my dreams?' I thought to myself. "Yes" I said and Valentine nodded. "So, is it true that you have a sister? Clary if I remember correctly? It's short for Clarissa I assume, a name I wouldn't have chosen." Valentine says. I don't want to tell him, but then again, he could probably kill me or mom at any time. MOM. I forgot about her. "Where's my mom?" I asked. "She's in a comatose state right now, but she is being taken care of so don't worry." Valentine said and my eyes widen. A coma? How'd she get into a coma, we've only been here for a day I think. "Well when you're done eating, I'll take you to meet your brother." Valentine said and I finished eating a few minutes later. He leads me down a hall and we walk by a open door, I looked back in it to see my mom was in there, laying in a bed and is asleep. "Mom.." I whispered it out and was about to go in the room when Valentine says to follow him. I looked in there for a minute and catched up with Valentine.
He leads me to a door and stops there. "You ready to meet your brother?" he asked and I nodded. He opens the door and leads me into a huge room that had a variety of weapons on one wall, had practice dummy's and targets, I guess this was the training room. I see someone throwing knives at a target, and man he was good at it, he got all bullzeyes. "Johnathon, your brothers here." Valentine said and the person stopped throwing knives and walked over to us. He was the guy I was dreaming about.
"So you're my twin?" Johnathon asked when he walked over to Valentine and I. "I guess so." I said. "Well I'll let you two catch up, I'm going to check on your mother." Valentine said and he left the room. I looked around the room trying to see if there was a way out, there were windows and at least one looks like you can open. "Going through one of those windows will lead you to your death." Johnathon said and I was surprised. "You don't know it but we were bond at birth by our mother. Not the one that is in a coma, but our other mother." Johnathon says and I looked at him confused. Our other mother? What is he talking about? "Father hasn't told you?" Johnathon asked and I shooked my head. "Our blood is more different then the others, more so then you think, and being twins, this might be more of an advantage when we plan destroying this pathetic planet." Johnathon said as he walked over to a chair and sat in it. "What makes ours different?" I asked. "We have demon blood within us." Johnathon said and I stood there completely shocked.
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