A seraph bow coated in dust sat neatly on the cupboard shelf, the only one that I know of in existence.
With it are three sashes of seraph arrows.
Where did mum get this? It's just been locked up here for the past ten years.My eyes rest on the dreaded timetable sitting innocently on the bench, my gaze switches then to the front door. Stuff it I'm not staying here, I think it's time I started fighting demons.
Besides mum could probably use a hand with the demon anyway.A smile spreads across my face as I carefully pull the bow and sashes down from the cupboard.
I run to the training room and load my weapons belt with a seraph blade, two daggers, two knives and my stele.I swing two sashes of seraph arrows over my shoulders crisscrossing my chest and back then swing the bow over my shoulder.
I jump down stairs four at a time flinging myself out the front door. I break into a full sprint towards the stable where Pandora my horse stands sleeping in her stall.I gently wake her and tack her up. I lead her out the stall and heave my self onto her back, I retrieve my stele from my belt and draw a glamor rune on my left arm. I nudge the old mare into a steady gallop.
I have no idea where mum is but I am about to turn into the park at the end of my street and start there when I hear a scream. Not just any scream I immediately recognise it.
"MUM!" I am about to scream then immediately shut my mouth.
I have to be quiet if I am going to help her. I pull Pandora to a trot and turn her towards the direction of mums scream. When I reach the street I freeze in horror. My chest tightens, I feel like I can't breath. I want to call out to her but I know that will do no good.
I nudge Pandora behind some bushes. I slowly take my feet out of the stirrups and lift my legs up to kneel on the saddle, I heave my self up and balance standing on Pandora's back so I can peek over the top of the bushes to see what's going on.
Pandora shuffles sideways in surprise and I wobble. Luckily my years of shadow hunter training save me from falling.
I steady my self and focused my attention back on mum.
Mum is on the ground, hands binded behind her back with the binding rune and her noes bleeding. Blood was running into her long, fine light brown hair staining it a deep red colour.Three men are with her, I recognise them, they are members of the clave. Mum has told me time and time again how horrible and cruel the Clave are. One man is standing next to her telling her to stay down, the other is about five meters from her pointing a bow at her and the last is near the men's horses.
It takes me a sec to realise that the men are about to kill her. My shadow hunter instincts come into action, immediately making everything slow down into slow motion.
I load my bow and release an arrow into the man with the bow then another into the second into the man closest to mum.
To my surprise the seraph arrows go straight through each mans chest then stop mid air.
They turn around like a missile and come flying back in my direction, blood dripping off the pointed ends.I start to panic but they slow down and gracefully slide back into the sashes with the other arrows.
I stare in shock for a moment but then snap myself out of it and leap off Pandora.
I sprint over to mum landing on my knees beside her."Oh my god, mum!" I scream "what do I do?"
"Run! Get out of here now! It's not safe!"
At that very moment an arrow flies through the air and sinks it self into mums stomach, it was the third man near the horses. Dam it how could I have completely forgotten he was there.
With in half a second I have loaded a seraph arrow and shot it into the last mans chest, killing him instantly.
I curse loudly as mum cripples over, the arrow buried deep in her stomach.I gently pull the arrow out.
I take my jacket off to bind her stomach and pull her head onto my lap."Mum?" I whisper.
She is trying to say something but it's too soft to hear, her face goes sickeningly pale. I don't know what to do.
I take a tissue from my pocket and try to clean the blood away from her nose but her hand reaches out and stops me. She opens her mouth to say something.
"New York inst-" she tries to say.
"What? Mum what is it? Please!"
"New York institute" she whispers.
Then her hand falls to her side and her face goes blank.
She dies in my arms."MUM! New York institute? What? What about New York institute?"
I scream. I don't know what to do.
After crying over her for what feels like hours I force my self to stop and actually do something useful.I gently reach around and removed her weapons belt and take the contents from it, I take her stele and hold it in front of me.
Memories flood into my head back to when I was little and I was playing with mums stele, drawing runes on my self when mum caught me, I expected her to be mad but she just laughed and said one day when she dies the stele will be mine.
I place her stele in my belt then place her weapons belt beside her on the ground.
I slowly lower my self to the ground next to her limp body and bury my face into her neck."I love you" I whisper.
"Always"
I hear a crunching sound, so faint don't notice it at first but when I move I hear it again and I looked down, there is a piece of paper half hanging out of her pocket.
I reach down and pull it out, it is a photo of a man.
He has short dark brown hair and green eyes just like mine. He's standing out side an institute.That's it, that could be the New York institute, and that man could be a friend of my mothers.
I lay my head against her chest listening to her silent heart begging it to beat again.
If only she could explain.
I don't know how long I stayed like that but after a wile it started to get dark, I didn't want to move but I knew I had to.I slowly pull myself to my knees then my feet.
Pandora is over the other side of the street eating grass.
I jog over to her, mount her and squeeze her into a thundering gallop.
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