Who... Who am I ?

The city of ever silence

They took me there , in a car , well at least it sounded like it , the jump of the car every once in a while as we hit the bumps. The car stopped , I would say it was quiet a good car , not too much a bounce on the bumps and slowed down evenly , but it took a while to slow down , so either it was a really good driver driving or an older model repaired. My blind fold rendered me useless in the way of sight , but slightly sharpened my other senses. They roughly took me out of the car , I figured my invisibility spell had run out , as they had no trouble finding me in the car , I heard and old creaking metal door open and shut. I heard people talking then I was being pushed down a stair way , it seemed to go on for all eternity , the. I heard another metal door open , they ripped my blind fold off and pushed me inside. "Enjoy your new home! " , they laughed , " the inquisitor is not normally so welcoming to many people " , laughing again. Foot steps and then silence . I looked around , a small rough bed , a bucket of water and a toilet , "wow , so hospitable I might fall over " , I screamed. I then rolled over and tried to break my restraints with magic , it hurt like hell , I felt tears falling on my face but didn't wish to cry , I tried harder and it just hurt more. I finally gave up , then I tried to at least get move it to my locked hands to my front so I could lie on my back. At least this worked , I got up and lay on the bed , it was probably one of the worlds it itchest blankets , no pillows and the bed was made of steel and was very hard. I finally was able to move , I turned and sat on the bed , wiped my wet face of it tears , that I had not know had fallen. I thought of what I'd heard of the silent city , with the terrifying silent brothers and their records , records I thought. I looked up and thought , well I have nothing to do and they sound interesting. I read about the 18th century records , yea , yea , I like old things. Get over it , then I decided to try some thing new , I have almost half way through how some one called Clary Fray had made the new clave , that I heard some one coming down the stairs. I cursed and rolled over on the bed , so I was facing the wall , who ever it was , they were taking their sweet time. They were on the bottom step , I heard there foot steps stop at the cages door. There were no more foot steps to indicate their departure...so as they say curiously killed the cat? Well that was one of my weaknesses , I was terribly curious. I couldn't help it any more , my head wiped round staring at the hooded figure , they appeared to be studying me. I prepared myself for the worst , the sown shut lips and eyes , the bald heads and sometimes runes marking the skin. I looked , what I saw was different though. Silver hair , silver eyes were just peaking out from under the hood , this was probably stupid but , he looked , if I say so myself. Almost beautiful , he looked as if he was about to talk , I waited wondering , that's when the buzzing started in my head. Driving me mad and giving me the worst head ache , I clutched my head and screamed , my scream came out like a howl , the buzzing started to recede and all that was left to prove I was in pain were my tears and my sobbing. It racked my body , I haven't cried in a long time. It felt good , when I seized crying and there were hardly any sniffs or tears , I looked up. The silent brother , well I guessed he was , looked at me with confused and almost...curious. He then turned and left. I decided to read records again , I barely noticed the pain this time , I was too busy thinking about what could have happened during the war , some one called Valentine died , he was an evil , diabolical man. The records claimed , then they went on to telling how his son , who must have been his apprentice in his dark , made an evil mortal cup [ wait , is that like the mortal instruments they talked about? ] I was making connections on some of the history I had learnt , when I must have fallen asleep , my imagination is rather wild and while the history was amazing to read about , it was so much so , deadly to dream about being in it , I dreamt I was at a clave council with Tessa Grey , then I was fighting I war , but the I was at the lake with Valentine and Clary. I was watching them as she scrabbled her symbol in the dirt , then then the angel Raziel rose and shot Valentine through the chest , then talked to Clary with a voice of thunder , but , just before he sunk beneath the waves of the lake...he looked right at me...right at me