Secrets and new homes

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The messy haired man from before walked up to clary gently taking her by the arm and leading her off the stage to the first row to watch as her old brother was trailed. Clary's heart beat rapidly in fear for her brother, after feeling what the mortal sword could do to you, the last thing she wanted was for her brother to go through the same thing.
"Okay so like with your sister we will start with asking you your full name" said the woman.
"Johnathan Christopher Fairchild Morgenstern" Johnathan replied.
"Okay good now we will start where we left off with your sister, did your father ever hurt or attack either of you?" Clary could see his fight against the sword on his eyes but after a minute he gave in
"Yes." Clary's heart dropped into her stomach as the crowd began to buzz with whispers, her father, dead or not, was still her father and she didn't want him to have a worse reputation than he already did. Yes he hit her and her brother but he did it to make them stronger, he loved them, she knew that. The tall woman's face became stale.
"I see." Was all she said.

In Clary's mind the trail had gone in for hours, but in reality it probably hadn't even been one, every question had made her breath catch and every answer had made her heart stop, all she could do was sit and watch as all her fathers secrets, all of her secrets and all of her brothers secrets, were revealed to a packed room of strangers, that were no doubt judging her and her family.
"Thank you for your co-operation Johnathan, that'll be all the questions we have for you"
Clary let out a breath of relief, it was over, finally, now she could go back to her room get anything she had, if anything, together and her and her brother could leave together. That however was if life was simple or kind, unfortunately for Clary, life was neither.
"Clarissa, could you please come up here" the questioning woman asked, although clary could tell it was an order not a question. Slowly the small red head made her way on to the stage giving her brother a concerned look as she approached him.
"I am aware of how much you children have been through in the last 24 hours let alone your entire lives, but for now in order to keep you safe, we must house you in an institute away from idris" The speaker turned to the crowd.
"We need a volunteer family to take care of these children whilst we take care of certain situations." 'Certain situations?' Clary thought, what the hell does that mean?
"Will any family step forward and take in these children?" The woman in the front row who clary had assumed was Isabelle's mother stood up with a stern face.
"We will take the girl, but not the boy, he looks too much like his father" she announced. The small girls blood began to boil, how dare she!
"Very well, will anybody take the boy?" The woman on stage asked into the crowd.
"What?! No I will not, I refuse in fact, to be separated from my brother!" Clary yelled at the woman, clary turned to look at the audience and gaged some of their reactions, some people's eyes were wide with her sudden out burst, others were glaring at her probably thinking she was selfish and inconsiderate for not being thankful for the woman's offer, but she didn't care 'stay with each other, you need each other' the last words her father had said to her rang through her head, she would not leave Johnathan, the woman next to her gave her a cold stare about to say something when,
"I will take the boy" a man, one of her fathers followers, Pangbor, stood from the forth row of the audience
"Valentine may not have been the best man but the was a time when he was my friend, but even if he wasn't, his children are not to blame for his actions"
"Thank you Pangbor, now it is settled, Clarissa Adel Morgenstern, you will take refuge with the Lightwoods in the New York institute, and Johnathan Christopher Morgenstern, you shall go with Pangbor to the Tokyo institute, thank you all for meeting today and thank you to the volunteers, everyone is dismissed" Clary's heart stopped, this could not be happening...
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Hello lovelies! Yes I am alive I know it's a miracle, so I am sure it's nearly a year if not been a year yet since I last updated, and I am so ashamed but I just completely lost my creative flow for this story and I couldn't continue, as I've mentioned before I live in England and the time here right now is 1:40am and for some reason I thought 'hey this would be a great time to try and get back into this story' I know that this is not the best chapter I have ever written but I was reading all of your comments and you were all asking me to update so here I am, i will try my absolute best to try and get back into my writing and make this story everything I wanted it to be, so thanks for ready guys will update soon ❤

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