This is a filter chapter, It's horribly written but it gets to the point where I can continue the story fairly easy afterwards. Comment things that you want to happen, and I will (most likely) include them. You can even come up with new characters and their names if you wish. This is as much a story for you guys as it is for me :) When I get 2 comments and 3 followers I will update. Enjoy,!
I take my bike off the bike rack and go to the central park. I run towards the tree behind the restrooms. I climb the tree, scraping my hands in the process and I grab my stuff that I had stored there, you never know when someone will try to steal something, I always take precautions. Following the address Allison gave me, I arrived at a tall building that looked like a castle, it was beautiful, nothing like a church like she said, but how would I know, I never go to church. My heart starts to frantically beat, someone is looking at me.
I slightly glance over to see a policeman staring at me, he has a notepad in his hand pretending to write something down. Something was really wrong, he didn't even have a pen or pencil in his hand.
"Is there a reason you're staring at me officer?" I say as politely as possible
He blinks, his eyes turn black then blue again. Something is most definitely wrong.
"Yes There is" He proceeds towards me.
"Wh...what do you mean?" I stop breathing, and I freeze up.
"You know exactly what I mean. Natalie Fairchild" He grins.
"Ok, well it wasn't a pleasure meeting you, if you don't mind I think I will be going." I speak monotone.
"You aren't going anywhere" A woman walks out of the institute. "You won't be taking her anywhere"
The man looks amused "And why is that?"
"Because. I said so." Her determined voice never wavered.
"I won't let a shadowhunter get in the way of f…" An arrow goes through the police mans head.
"Now that's how you shoot arrow!" A guy shouts, startling me to death.
I feel something cut into me, I look down and see the police man with claws as hands slice across my leg like it was made of butter.
"No!" The woman screams. I start to loose balance, and I fall into darkness.