Idris, 2005
Birds flew from the trees surrounding the Black Forest as the screams of a little boy and girl can be heard. In a cabin hidden behind the trees is a man and his army. Valentine Morgenstern, commanded his second and third to grab his children.
"Grab them!" Valentine watched as Emil Pangborn and Samuel Blackwell take hold of his children.
"Father! Please." Cried the blonde child. Johnathan Morgernstern grabbed for his sister Clarissa, but was dragged away before their fingers touched.
Valentine watched as both his children cried. Turning away from them he grabbed a chair and some chains he found on the floor next to the chair, and ordered his men to tie Johnathan down.
"Dad, he said he was sorry." Clarissa struggled in Pangborn arms. "Johnny didn't know what he was doing."
Ignoring his daughter, Valentine drew a pentagram around his son. After drawing the pentagram he stepped back and grabbed his daughter from his second.
"Father?" Johnathan questioned in fear.
Valentine chanted in an unknown language, smoke started to rise from the pentagram before it caught fire.
"NO!" Clary started fighting in her father arms. "Dad stop!" Holding his daughter he said.
"I'm sorry Clarissa I can't." Valentine winced as his only son started yelling. "I told you to watch yourself boy!" He backed up as the flames grew higher and warmer. "I knew after you killed that boy, that I should've sent you to your mother then!" After Johnathan came to him eyes black and serph blade in his hand, blood on the blade, Valentine knew his son could draw attention, attention he does not need if he wants his plans to work.
"But.." Clary started confused. "You told us mother didn't want us, that's why she left us."
Valentine glanced at his ten year old daughter and sneered. "The bitch did." Valentine growled thinking of Jocelyn. "But who said I was talking about her?"
The four watched as Johnathan screamed before suddenly disappearing. The chains fell since the boys body gone. Valentine blew sleeping dust into his daughter face before picking her up.
"Pangborn! Blackwell! Clean this up!" He walked up the stairs shouting. "And speak to no one about this!" Walking out the door he said. "Lilith can deal with him now."
Valentine had a plan, and it included his ten year old daughter and the ten year old boy in the Wayland Manor. Hours later after Valentine paid the warlock to wipe his daughter memory, he stared into the fire in the old home that belonged to the generation of Morgensterns.
9 Years ago
Valentine walked down the hallway in the Fairchild manor, checking on his wife making sure she was asleep. quietly opening the door, he glanced in and glared at the sleeping figure facing the wall. Closing the door he went into the room next to his wife and smiled as her heard the cooing of his sleeping twins.
Looking into the crib, he saw Johnathan and Clarissa holding hands. But both children weren't sleeping the baby boy was awake. Valentine watched as his son with black eyes glancing around the room.
"My boy." Valentine whispered. He watched as the black eyes fell on his own. Valentine was proud of his work. Both his children and what their mother doesn't know, was he was injecting her with the demon he summoned, Lilith. Hearing a sound Valentine turned and watched as the flowers his wife placed in the room withered and died. Smiling at his son knowing it was his doing. He placed a finger to his lips and said. "Go to sleep, don't wake your sister."
What the man of only 19 didn't know was that his wife wasn't sleeping and Jocelyn seen what her baby boy can do. What he also doesn't know was that his wife was planning to take her husband down, any means necessary and the secret she kept to herself that's going to rock the shadow world.