Austin's POV
I walk along the streets of New York. My parents sent me on a patrol for shadowhunters who might have survived the war. For those of you who don't know, my parents are Clary and Sebastian Morgenstern. My mother was once a hero of Idris, but she followed her love for my father, who was focused on destroying Idris. Their love held great power. This destroyed Idris. My parents believe several shadowhunters may have survived the war. So yeah. Me? I'm Austin Valentine Morgenstern. I'm 16but this probably isn't about me…..so let's move on. I was walking along the streets of New York. Unlike my parents, I don't hate downworlders. My best friend is a werewolf. I pull out my phone from my pocket and text him. I don't watch where I'm going and bump into someone. "Sorry" I say. The stranger lets out a chuckle. She has blonde hair, almost similar to mine. She has dark eyes. Her facial structure in near perfect except, for the little dent on her nose. "It's alright." She says, "I'm Camila Herondale. Who might you be?". I look at her arms. They're covered in runes.
"You're a shadowhunter!" I exclaim.
"Yes I am, but so are you. You have a rune on your neck." She says.
"I'm Austin Morgenstern." I say, "You probably hate me now.".