The Missing Herondale

Chapter 1: The Call

My name is Annabelle Herondale, a very special person, part of a very special people. The people I am talking about are Shadowhunters. What are shadowhunters you might ask? We are part angel part human, Jonathan Shadowhunter was given the Mortal Instruments by the angel Raziel. There are three of them being which are The Mortal Sword which makes you tell the truth (only if you're a shadowhunter), the Mortal Mirror which is a lake located Right out of the City of Idris, where most shadowhunters live, and the Mortal Cup, which is used to make shadowhunters. you mix human and angel blood drink it and walla your now a shadowhunter, but sometimes it goes wrong and you get forsaking (their kinda like zombies) We have a book that can explain most of it to you, called The Shadowhunter's Codex.Back to me now. I am a Herondale, my family is a legend in the shadowhunter world. My fathers name is Stephen Herondale and my mothers name is Celine Herondale. My father was killed by Valentine Morgenstern, as well as my mother. He cut my soon to be brother out of her and took him. I never got the chance to even meet him. Theres 4 years difference between us. I'm 21 so that must make him 17. I wish that i could just meet him, and get revenge on those wretched Morgensterns. Kill 'em all off. I WILL GET MY REVENGE, not only for my parents but for my little brother too.

I woke up in the institute I helped my husband run, which was in California. I went down to the library and we had received a fire message from the New York institute. I opened it, my husband right behind me. It read

"TO: The California InstituteFrom: The New York institute Dear Mr. & Mrs. WaylandWe are in dire need of your assistance at the upcoming enclave meeting at our institute. It is required that both of you are their. This is not a small meeting it is with all institutes and we were asked to hold it. Please send a fire message back that you have received this one and when you're departing and planning to get hereSincerelyMr. & Mrs. Lightwood P.S. Please come as quick as possible"

We looked at each other with horror. We ran to our room and Hurriedly packed so we could catch the next flight to New York. We ran out the door and to the airport, and caught the closest flight we could get. After we got settled down in our seats, i remembered "crap we forgot the fire message." I told Michael. we wrote one while on the plane and sent it. with a small flame lit in a special box. We brought enough clothes for about a month in case we had to stay there for a while. This included our fighting and training gear. For some reason this reminded me of my brother going missing. I could feel the hatred running through my blood. The wanting to kill. The smell of fresh blood. All of these evil thoughts running through my brain. I then heard " Belle, Belle, Annabelle!" in the middle of my thoughts. I lost my concentration to that manner of talking and looked at my husband, who i assumed said it.

"Are you ok, you looked horrified."

"Im just fine, Just thinking about my brother is all"

"Its been 17 Years belle, you need to get over it." I gave him the most disgusted look i humanly could, "He is my brother Michael, i will never get over it, He is my blood and i was supposed to be his protector. Would you like me to kill your brother and see how you feel about it? NO? thats what i thought." I started to cry. The rest of the flight was ridden in silence.About Two hours after the flight we had made it to the new york airport. There was a sign that said "Mr & Mrs. Wayland" on it, held by a family of shadowhunters. We walked over to it and we saw the Lightwoods and their two children, A blonde haired boy that was holding hands with a girl with deep purple/black hair. God that blonde boy looked like my mom. I just pushed the thought out of my head and talked to the lightwoods. We eventually got in the car and drove to the institute. They did introductions, starting with the Lightwood children which were Isabelle, Though she liked to be called izzy, Then their was Alec, he seemed... very odd but he was kind of funny. then came the blonde haired boy," My name is Jonathan Wayland, but i prefer Jace" we had not yet introduced ourselves so i asked who his father was, "Michael Wayland" he replied, i looked at my husband. he looked back at the boy and said,

"Jace that is impossible."

"no its not how can it be"

"because I'm Michael Wayland, and i have no children, and this is my wife, Annabelle Herondale Wayland"He gave my husband a look of 'you're joking'. we just said hello and went on with the introductions. The girl was next. "my name is clarissa Fray." She said. she looked like a morgenstern. i automatically felt hatred for her though i had no proof of her being one. "is your mother Jocelyn?" i asked her and she nodded. Jocelyn was pregnant at the same time my mother was with Jonathan. This was with Valentine Morgenstern's Baby, unless she had an affair that i didn't know of. I just tried my best to be nice to her.We went on to talk about how i grew up and how my mother got killed and that my brother who was also named jonathan got cut right out of her. They seemed horrified. I showed them a picture of my mother, gosh how Jace looked like her they must have been related somehow. I decided to ask him, "Jace tell me everything you remember or you've been told about your childhood." he said that when he was 10 years old his father sent him to the New York institute, he was taught how to fight at an early age. he said some other things but I only payed attention to bits and pieces of it. I started to wonder if it could be him, but pushed the thought out of my head.

    Later that night we ate dinner which was a very fancy steak.

"That was the best steak i have ever eaten"

"yes quite indeed" my husband and I told the lightwoods. izzy was just being snotty about the whole meal and about Clarissa being jaces girlfriend and such. she eventually just left the dinner table.

    We finished dinner and everyone went to bed. We have a big day tomorrow and Michael and i had jet lag extremely bad. Right as he lay down he fell asleep. i sat there for a minute and realized what tomorrow might bring.