And I finished another chapter today. I don't know why, but I just can't stop writing at this story. I really like it to present my version of Emma and Julian. I hope you like it too and don't think that it's boring because I'm describing many things so detailled. It will get more interesting soon, I promise. But first I have to introduce Emma to the others and the institute, I think. I hope you're not mad at me for that. I would love to hear what you think about this story so far!

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Chapter 6 – First training lesson

Emma

In the afternoon, Emma got to know Diana. She came to the institute to train with the others. She wasn't living at the institute and Julian had told her that they didn't know much about their tutor. Emma was surprised at that, but Julian just shrugged.

Of course Emma hadn't known personal things about her teachers at the Academy as well, but shouldn't it be different with a tutor? After all, he didn't teach you just in one thing, but in nearly everything a Shadowhunter needed to know.

Diana entered the gym, where Livvy and Ty were already talking about the weapons they would use today. She looked around and when she saw Emma and Julian standing at the window, she headed into their direction. Julian wore a grey t-shirt and loose pants, while Emma had taken out her clothes she had been wearing for training at the Academy – a tight black top and tight, dark blue leggings. The clothes were of a special material, which prevented them from being ripped during the training. When Emma had left her room to follow Julian to the gym, he had looked at her surprised. The intensity of his gaze had made Emma blush. She didn't know why. After all, it was normal to wear those things for training. After four years at the Academy, she had gotten used to it. But Julian had looked – and was still looking – at her as if it was something special. Even if Emma doubted that she looked good in those things. The girls at the Academy had always complained that it looked so boring – although Emma had never cared for those things. She didn't care about what she was wearing, the only important thing was how good she was with the sword. Or the dagger. Or any other weapon.

Diana smiled at Emma widely. "Hello Emma, it's good to finally meet you! I've heard so much about you. I'm Diana." She held out her hand and Emma shook it with a smile. Even though Julian had tried to describe her as good as possible, Emma hadn't been able to imagine how Diana would look like. Or how she would be.

"I hope only good things." Emma laughed and wiped away some hears that had fallen into her face.

"Only the best." Julian assured her and when Emma turned towards him, he was smiling. She would have liked to hug him right now.

Diana looked at Emma closely. "The Academy has sent me a letter with your results." She started. "You've made top grades in every discipline. According to them, especially your skill with the sword is impressing."

"No wonder, since she took Cortana with her." Julian threw in and Diana nodded thoughtfully. She turned around to look at the sword which was leaning on the wall close to the door.

"Yes, it was mentioned in the report as well. And that you are skilled with the dagger." Emma nodded. She had practiced throwing knifes and fighting with them very often. Sometimes, Cortana was too obvious – for example on secret missions – and you could hide daggers easily. "Not to mention seraph blades." Diana went on. "And many more things. They had a very high opinion of you."

Emma noticed that all the Blackthorns were looking at her curiously now. Apparently, the others had listened to Diana's report as well. Emma didn't know what to say, so she just shrugged. She had never thought about the impression she would have on others later. Or that the Academy would document everything she had done in the training lessons. Back then, the only thing she cared about was becoming as good as possible. She just had to be good, for her parents. So that one day, she could find their murderer and avenge them. Of course she had never told that to anyone except Annabeth. And Julian, in her letters.

"I would like to see how good you are on my own." Diana now said and Emma nodded again. She had expected something like that. Of course Diana wouldn't let her train with the others before she knew what Emma could really do. After all, she couldn't be sure if the teachers at the Academy hadn't exaggerated. At Diana's words, Dru had made an excited sound and now Diana turned to the other Blackthorns. Julian was just looking at her patiently, while there were pleading looks on the faces of the younger Shadowhunters. With a sigh, Diana turned to Emma. "Do you mind if they watch you? I would have liked to give them tasks on their own, but I know they won't concentrate on it as long as they haven't seen you."

"Of course they can watch me." Emma said and looked from Diana to Julian and his younger brother and sisters. Somehow, she had known that this moment was going to come. She didn't know why she felt a little nervous now. She had been watched during her training lessons thousands of times. However, this weren't other students or teachers. This was her family. And she had to admit that she wanted to make a good impression on them.

Concentrate, Emma. She told herself and took a deep breath. The smile from her face vanished and Emma felt herself cooling down. A trick she had learned during her first months at the Academy. It was very useful to be able to calm down whenever you needed it.

"So how do we start?" She asked Diana, who seemed to be surprised at the sudden change of her behavior. From the corner of her eye, Emma could see that Julian was surprised as well. He had sat down in front of the window with the children and when Livvy turned to look at her older brother, the surprise vanished from Julian's face immediately. Emma couldn't blame him. As a child, she hadn't been able to control herself very well. This had to be new to him.

"Why don't you show me what you can do with the dagger?" Diana asked and pointed at them. Emma walked towards the wall and took a few knifes into her hand. The first ones felt wrong, she couldn't balance them well. But then she found three that felt good. She took a belt that was also hanging on the wall and put two of the daggers in there. The last one she kept in her hand.

The target on the other wall was very big and Emma took a few steps back. Now she was standing behind the mark on the floor which was the distance for archery. She remembered Julian and herself as children, they had tried to throw knifes from here at the target, but it was too difficult for them. They hadn't hit it a single time. Now the target seemed far too close for Emma. In the Academy, the distance had been nearly twice as big. So she took a few more steps back.

"Um, Emma…" Julian started, but she raised her hand to make him fall silent. While doing that, she didn't look at him. When the distance to the target was big enough, Emma looked at the knife in her hand again. And she threw it without looking at the target once more.

The surprised cries from the others told her that she had hit it right in the middle. And when she looked at the target, she saw that the knife had hit the red point. With a grin, Emma turned towards the others, who were looking at her with wide eyes. "What number next?" She asked, referring to the numbers on the target which marked the other lines.

"Three!" Dru said and at the same time, Julian told her to hit number six.

Emma took the two other knifes and looked at the target again. After a few seconds, she threw the knifes. The left one hit the three, while the right one covered the number six now. Now Dru and Livvy were clapping their hands, while Julian grinned at her. Ty nodded once and Emma thought it meant something like "Well done.".

After the training with the dagger, Emma had to get Cortana and showed the others a few moves with the sword. There were many moves she had learned at the Academy and the others didn't know them. She promised to show them later. After she had finished training with Cortana, Diana nodded. "I see no reason to doubt this report." She said and after looking at Emma for some more time, a smile appeared on her lips. "Well done. You're really good." And suddenly, she turned around to the others again. "And now get your weapons! You've been sitting there far too long now. We're here to train, not to let Emma do everything alone. Dru, I'll show you a few more moves with the blade. Ty and Livvy, you'll be throwing knifes. Julian, you can go on training with Emma."

At those words, Julian's face lit up and Emma couldn't stop herself from smiling widely as well. The others were already searching for weapons, while Julian walked to her slowly. "You were great." He said, but Emma shook her head. She definitely wasn't.

"That was nothing." She protested, but he held up his hand to make her fall silent.

"No, it wasn't. You are really good, Emma. You have learned very much at the Academy." She wasn't sure if she imagined the bitterness in his voice at the end of the sentence.

"Everyone who works hard can get good results." She said simply and knew immediately that he was going to protest again.

"You didn't just work hard." Julian whispered and before Emma knew what was happening, he stretched out his hand to touch a few of the scars on her arms she had gotten during the training. Emma wanted to say something, tell him that she didn't plan to get them. That she was sorry for it. There was this sadness in his eyes that made her heart stop for a few moments. Was he feeling like this because of her? Did the fact that she hadn't been careful made him sad? And then she remembered again. The day before she had left, they had been on the beach together. And Julian had asked her to be careful. He had asked her not to take too many risks.

She had disappointed him. She had always been risky. In some parts, the Academy had taken that from her. But in others she was still the same. Emma remembered the few times they had been on a tour. For training or sometimes for real demon hunting. She hadn't returned without wounds very often.

"Julian…" She began, but the words wouldn't leave her. He looked at her surprised, as if she would have ripped him out of his thoughts. "I'm so-"

She didn't get a chance to finish that sentence. Diana called their names impatiently and asked why they were still standing there. Emma turned to Julian again, she wanted to apologize for all those things she had done. But he already nodded, an understanding look on his face. "I know." He whispered and took her hand to pull her towards the wall with the weapons.