Nephilim ↠ Shadowhunters

Chapter 6 -Run-

'Sage'

"After darkness, it was like being in a dream like state but being able to see and feel everything."

Sage was alone in darkness not sure of what to do. The last thing she remembers is feeling like a drill  was being used on her head, it was painful and was able to hear what Clary was hearing she guessed. Slowly she started walking allowing colourful swirls to irrupt around her, finally making an image, it was Sage. She was  10 years old, it was 5 months after the whole incident with her father and that dreaded room, she had come to and had asked where she was and what happened not remembering much of anything that happened before or during.  Her father replied with she was ill and he had treated her with medicine.  

5 months now Sage has started to pay attention more to her surroundings, having weird dreams about angels with black wings and one in the middle of them all with white wings, gold laced through making them glow he was facing downwards her his golden locks shadowing his face, she would step forward to try and reach him but her dream would always change she was in the woods and she would be running from someone, their voices taunting her "Sage run I'm coming" "Sage his coming, kill him" One Voice now stood out to the almost 18 year old, stuck in this state "Sage run! his coming! Sage run its Valentine" Turning Sage was faced with a young boy his golden hair acting like a halo, he was holding a bloody knife "RUN". The image around her started to shake.

 She wondered why she was remembering all this and how come she had forgotten it.

It was six months now. Sage was now in the middle of this new house her father had brought her, he was meeting with this guy that her father had explained "Was the new Era of the Nephilim and that he would cure the world" Sage was waiting outside of the wooden double doors their voices muffled, she was about to enter, when a voice from behind her spoke up "I wouldn't do that if I was you" the voice spoke making chills run through her, turning the almost 18 year old was faced with a boy that looked around 11-12 years old.

 Sage eyes winded for a moment then remembered that she was in his eyes 10. "And why is that" she voiced automatically, taken in his features, his hair was almost white and  his eyes where a haunting black, Sage then had thought it must have been the light, surely no-ones eyes can be that dark. "He doesn't like to be interrupted, in meetings" the boy spoke doing his own scanning of the ash blonde little girl in front of him. "and who's that?" Sage said curiosity laced in her voice. The boy smiled almost in a wicked way. "Valentine well of course " He stated as it was the most obvious answer.

 Sages blood run cold, her father was meeting with Valentine.

The picture started to shake again everything crumbled away and different images flashed in front of her, Images of her and her mum they where smiling and picking flowers from her favourite meadow, another one of her 5th birthday it was filled with butterflies and a big cake, one with her mum she was watching her talk with her dad they seemed to be discussing something serious, another one after another one it was like her life was flashing before her eyes, One of her and Jace seating up in her safe place and one of recent of her talking to Jace about being sure about something which Sage couldn't really put a finger on. 

Then as Sage thought it would finish more flashed, blurred this time, she could sort of make them out, it was with Clary holding a shinny object, One with Simon it was like darkness was surrounding him, a cold feeling washed over her, Another one with Izzy and like handcuffs over her wrists, One with Alec he was holding hands with a male figure, and lastly one with Jace he was facing away from her he was standing next to someone and they where looking over an army. Much more images flooded her head making it hurt raising her hands she covered her ears

Brightness burst through, the last photo making her flinch back, It was this figure with angel wings floating closer to her their face blurred, outstretching its hand it touched her shoulder where her birthmark was its shaped much like angel wings, but wings that have been damaged. Sage was about to ask what that figure was doing but a feeling of burning rushed trough her shoulder where its hand was placed and it suddenly coursed through her body making her knees give in. "Protect them Sage" the voice was kind of familiar to her. "Protect Jace." it had spoken again. "Jace?" she questioned almost as she had forgotten him. Blinking she repeated his name and everything seemed to cave in on her. "Jace..." 

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