Kali POV
I woke up with a sore feeling in my head. The room I was in was grey and plain. My memories felt like jumbled up jigsaw pieces. Images of my dad laughing his sinister chuckle, falling into a shimmering blue portal and two figures, a girl with hair of fire and a man with eyes like a cat staring down at me then pale arms laying me carefully on the bed. "What's happening," I whispered. I got ready to sit up and braced for the pain from my cut yet nothing happened. Surprised, I checked my side but only saw a weird looking mark there. It wouldn't rub of so it must have been a rune. 'My first rune' I thought as I stood up. The cold of the floor woke me up a bit and I made my way out of the dull room.
When I stepped out I immediately heard the sound of arguing voices.
"She too young, we can't abandon her," said a soft female voice. It sounded like it belonged to the red head.
"Clary's right. She may not know of the power she has yet. We could train her to be a good shadow hunter warlock," said a masculine voice.
"No, we don't know what she's capable of," said a mature female voice. "The Clave have new laws against mix breeds since Helen Blackthorn."
"Yes but Helen is a good person and loyal to the Clave. She was raised right and was banished but hasn't made an attempt to get back at the shadow hunters. Plus she's half warlock. Would you rather we abandon her showing her we may be bad people and have her come back and destroy us all?" said Clary. There was silence till the matured feminine voice spoke again.
"We have no clue who she is, were she comes from? It's too risky, she could be a real threat." At this I was mad. How could I be a threat? They didn't know me. They took one look at my wings and rune and thought I'm dangerous.
"I am not a threat!" I said loudly I stepped out of the darkness. Clary, a boy with gold hair, a boy with curly brown hair and a woman with long black hair and a startled expression stared at me in shock. Their stares felt like rays of fire.
"My father tried to turn me evil and when I refused, tried to kill me. Do you really think I would side with him after what he did?" I said sternly. The group still looked at me and the mature lady looked down as if in thought.
"Why don't you sit down, you look tired," said Clary. I sat down in an empty chair opposite the curly haired guy. An awkward silence hung in the air.
"So, what's your name?" asked the curly haired guy.
"Simon, if we want to get answers out of her, we must use the Mortal Sword," said the mature lady.
"No, don't you dare. Maryse, you used that thing on me and the Blackthorn children even when we were willing to tell the truth. The Mortal Sword is for criminals and liars. You will not use it on a defenceless girl!" said Clary with a protective anger. Mayrse shut right up. Clary turned back to me with a gentle smile. "What's your name," she asked. The golden haired boy on her left leaned forward a bit and they all waited for an answer. Even Mayrse looked curious.
"My name is Kali. My father is um, he is uh,"
"The son of Satan?" said the blond boy.
"Evil?" said the curly haired one.
"Merciless," said Clary.
"Bossy. He wanted me to be vile and evil like him but I refused. I hated torture and murder and blood which brought shame to his unholy name. He locked me in my room until he forced me to attend this ceremony that would get rid of all my purity. My father was always very protective of me and said my purity might get in the way of my 'greater cause'. I agreed but escaped through a portal. I don't know how, but I ended up here," I explained. "Oh yeah, let me just repeat the fact that I am not evil," I said looking in Mayrse's direction.
"So who's your mother?" asked the blond one. I was about to answer when the door opened and a pretty girl with pale smooth runed skin, black raven hair and long lashes barged in. She wore a short skater skirt with a big white sweater and spiked heeled boots.
"Hey guys," she said. I bet she didn't notice me until her eyes settled on me. We stared at each other before she asked "Is that her?"
"Isabelle," the curly haired one said in an almost scolding manner.
"Simon," Isabelle retaliated. She sat down beside himand looked at me as if I had a green face and an orange tail. "What's your name?" she asked.
"Kali,," I replied.
"Kali, Kali. Jace, isn't that one of the seventeen names of Lilith?" asked Isabelle looking in the blond boy's direction.
"Yeah," said Jace pouring a glass of cold water and handing it to me. I wasn't desperately thirsty but the freshness relaxed me head.
"She a warlock," said Simon. "Well part warlock, actually half warlock and shadow hunter. Well also human because, you know not-" he said.
"Simon," Clary interrupted.
"Shut up," Jace said as he headed out the door. Simon stopped talking and leaned back against his chair. I smiled a bit.
"So have you had any runes before or done any spells," asked Mayrse talking for the first time. Just from looking at her and Isabelle I could tell they were mother and daughter. They were both pretty and young and it made me jealous.
"My father tried teaching spells but only ones on pain and agony. I never had any runes because they are angelic and could cause ham to some people. My father also thought they would make me even holier so he forbid them." Maryrse cocked her head to the side as if wondering whether to believe me or not. Jace came back into the room wearing a leather jacket and a weapon's belt. The lights made his eye lashes cast shadows and made his hair a hallo. Surely one of these girls were dating him?
"Were are you going?" asked Clary standing up.
"We're taking her to Magnus," he said grabbing a stele.
AN: What do you think. Please comment and I will upgrade ;)