The broken Soul( A mortal instruments Fan-fic) Book 2 of the Broken Series

Chapter 8 - The Walking Dead

Chapter 8

The Walking Dead

You know those people who say death is quick and painless.....yeah their all liars, it was most defiantly not quick nor was it painless. But then again those people aren't run through with a sword by their father, those people aren't me and seriously when has my life ever been painless when that is all I've ever felt...but mostly mentally instead of physically. If someone had told me I would meet my father, look him in the eye and tell him how much I hated him, only to have him stab me with a sword, in front of my sister no less, I would have directed them to the nearest hospital. My life is not a fairytale, it never has been, and it most certainly is not over.

I opened my eyes with a gasp, only to find something covering my face. I reached up and pulled it off to find a sheet. I frowned in confusion before remembering what happened. Looking down I saw that my shirt was covered in blood but there was no wound. I looked around to find myself in the institute Infirmary and quickly got up, I stumbled over to the door before throwing it open. I used the wall to balance myself but my world blurred as I struggled toward the Library where I knew everyone would be. A part of me was thankful they hadn't buried me yet but seriously, I'm part witch and we live forever. I pushed open the doors of the library and everyone looked over shocked to see me, so shocked in fact that even Jace's face had gone paler then usaual. Something launched it's self at me and I opened my arms just in time. I laughed hugging the sweet little kitten of mine. Clary looked at me with tears ion her eyes." Rissa how..."

" did you guys forget that Witches and warlocks live forever" I asked and Alec face palmed.

" thanks for not burying me that would not have ended well" I pointed out petting Ardor who then took up residence in the hood of me jacket." we thought you were dead" Isabelle cried and I smiled before throwing my arms out dramatically" who me, the great Rissa Fray/ Fairchild die by sword, please. I jump off buildings for fun" I pointed out and Clary laughed before hugging me." never ever do that again, Rissa. I can't lose you" she whispered and I hugged her back." I know" I whispered before she pulled away.

" so what happened, where did Valentine go this time"

" no idea" Alec sighed shaking his head before pointing at Clary" but your sister blew up his ship with nothing more then an open rune" he told me and I smiled." nice" I told her before looking over at Simon who smiled innocently.

" seems I'm not the only one who is back from the dead, right Simon" They told me what happened after Valentine stabbed me and I was shocked to find out that Simon could be almost his normal self now. Clary left and I went to go change clothes, since mine were covered in blood, torn and somehow slightly burned which was weird.

Time skip( this is the start of the third book of the mortal instruments, City of glass)

I sat glaring at my closet as I decided what to bring. It had been a week since I had literally come back from the dead and Valentine's escape. I let out a frustrated growl before throwing myself on the bed. Isabelle came into the room with a frown." Rissa are you alright"

" i don't know what to pack" I said into my pillow and she laughed before going over my closet which consisted of mostly dark blue and black, though I did have a random red shirt that I think was actually Clary's. Isabelle helped me pack and I sighed closing the suitcase before looking at Isabelle." are you sure that I'm even allowed there, I mean Downworlders aren't exactly welcome in indris"

" you may be a downworlder but, your still a shadow hunter by blood" She pointed out and I looked at my feet" I feel like I'm walking into something I shouldn't"

" Clary is going to need you if she going to find a cure for your mother"

" I know, but what if something goes wrong"

" it won't" she told me and I sighed before picking up the cloaks that both Magnus and Luke had give me." how am I supposed to be a shadow hunter and a warlock, I wish I was just me, just Rissa"

" well, just Rissa you have to pick, will you be going as a warlock or a shadow hunter" she asked as if she was asking what I was going as for Halloween, making me roll my eyes before I smiled getting an idea. Closing my eyes, I felt a chill run through me. When I opened my eyes, the short traveling cloak of a shadow hunter had mixed with the long buckled cloak of a warlock." nice" she told me and I smiled before slipping it on to see if it fit. When I did Isabelle's eyes widened." wow". I turned to look in the mirror and sighed looking away. I snapped my fingers and the cloak appeared on the coat hook by the door. I sat on  my bed with tears in my eyes. I grabbed my hair and Isabelle came over to me." Rissa are you alright"

" why do I look like him" I cried" why do I have to be the one who resembles that monster"

" Rissa..."

" I hate him" I yelled and the closet doors slammed closed. I put the pillow over my head and I heard Isabelle sigh before the sound of a door was heard." we heard screaming, what's wrong" Alec asked and I whined from under the pillow.

" Rissa is having issues with her appearance" Isabelle told them and I heard Jace sigh" I'd be more worried about her suffocating herself herself"

" it's better then looking like him" I mumbled and Isabelle pulled the pillow off my head." this has never bothered you before, why now"

" I just don't want everyone thinking I'm going to turn into him" I curled into a ball and Isabelle took my hand." I think we can change that" We all look at her and she smiled evilly making me almost want to run away.