"Go!" Clary cries as she gestures to the portal opened as downworlders and nehpilim alike run threw the to fight Valentine's demons. I hate the thought of leaving Clary and the lightwoods but she insisted on my fighting, when I reach threw the portal onto the brocelind plain my instincts kick in I feel izzy beside me, tho she was not my parabatai we always fought like one. I still sometimes feel Megan next to me in battle like when a limb is gone but you still feel it. As the world melts into us and the demons my vision focuses on an incoming attack of a long scaly Dragon looking demon, my seraph blade comes slicing threw it's skull on almost one swipe spining around and meeting it's chest right were it's heart should be, if demons had hearts. Just last night I stood in front of my very own demon admitting my heart to him and him to me, is it possible for my jonothan to have a loving heart if he also had demon blood? I believe so. My blade thrashed against a ravener demon beside Isabelle lightwood her long black ponytail swaying like here electrum whip. Jace had run off late last night I assume after finding the note I left for him from Jonathan. I couldn't bring myself to read it, I cared for jace tho we had our problems I fear that I sent someone who was like a brother to me off to his death, I push the thought from my brain is I duck under a swooping tail of another demon, rolling quickly and meeting it's neck with nakir.
"Iz swipe left!" I scream and she moves swiftly wrapping her electrum whip around a demons throat and I throw a quick sweraph dagger towards it hitting it in one of its many eyeballs. I think of Clary, creating a rune to temporarily bind shadowhunters with downworlders and I truly feel regret for the way I treated her, I was just so angry because of my broken heart but it was ni excuse I promise if I make it out if this battle I will apologize. I turn to find izzy and notice she is gone, my heart sinks and I see a glimpse of her heading to the brocelind forest. Izzy what are you doing? I hear my inner monologue speak and I take off after her slashing demons along my way.
"Izzy!" I soon loose her among the trees of the dense Forrest and curse under my breath, a low growl surrounds me and a pair of red eyes comes out from the shadows attached to a think black body. It charges and I run up a tree kicking off and landing behind it on my feet bringing my blade down slicing at its frame, it shoots around with a wild angry groan I smirk and it leaps towards me I stick malik out towards this mindless demon and it connects with his skull, not before it's teeth meet my arm. The body falls limp turning to ash and crumpling in on itself. I'm back on the case trying to find izzy, why would she have run Forrest like this? I hear the faint call of a river, I run forward finding the water knowing where I am, I look around and take off east up the stream. When I see the faint outline of bodies moving in the distance I run almost to fast stumbling over a few rocks, I see the pale glow of sebastians hair and serapg blade on seraph blade as I draw closer I realize it's jace, jace fighting jonothan, losing against. Jace falls to the ground joghan above him seraph blade in hand about to strike down the blonde boy beneath him. The thought of it reminds me of when jace would read exerts of the bible to me, the story of Cain and able always stood out to me and in this moment I saw it Cain striking down his brother Able. A flash of silver wakes my thoughts and Isabelle whil connects with jothans wrist, slicing it off the blade falling along side his hand.I run forward as jaces seraph blade meets jonthans body, A scream tears from my soul and tears burst from my eyes, my legs taking me as fast I can but izzys arms meet me body and hold me back from them, Jonathan falls limp into the low crystal stream, jonothans blood mixing with the water. My throat cracks with screams and I thrash and pull from the arms around me collapsing over jonothans body, my tears and sobs landing on his still warm skin his black eyes open and blank. The voices around me inaudible from my own cries, my gaze falls up to the lightwood and then to find jace but he is not here.
"Where is he!"
"Tess..."
I place a kiss on jonothans forehead closing his eyes promising I will return for his body. Reaching down to his hand taking his Morgenstern ring and placing my very own bracelet onto his wrist, when we were six he gave me this bracelet as a birthday present, it's a silver chain with a metal plate in the middle that reads "if I cannot move heaven I will raise hell" It was all I had of him. I put the Morgenstern ring around my neck and take off towards lake Lynn, knowing jace he would go after Valentine next.
I reach the lake and see Clary on her knees the look of pain and sorrow on her face but silence from her mouth... A silence rune... Runes and markings written in the sand and the mortal instruments on a marble podium, what caught my eye the most was Valentine was holding jace in a hug... But it wasn't a hug a blade stuck threw jaces body like scissors threw paper, before I reached the sand the angel Raziel had risen and valentin was talking. jace laid limp eyes closed and blood pooled around him, images of jonthan flashed my mind and I reached the sand Valentine paid attention to only the angel and his own sick plains and Clary wrote her name in the sand commanding the angel to talk to her, I felt utterly useless I didn't know what to Do. in a quick motion an arrow sent by the angel flew threw Valentine leaving a massive hole where his heart should be. Everything went fuzzy and I hear the angel say goodbye and accend back to heaven seconds later Clary has her arms around jace and he's breathing... It's not fair how come he gets to live when he killed the man I loved. I go to run to him but I feel faint and collapse the world Turing to black... The demon bite! In my blacked daze I see the images of the dead around me jonthan, Valentine, max, nephilim, downworlders.
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A Morgenstern Queen
FanfictionMy name is Theresa starkchild and this is the story of how I, one mad shadowhunter, falls for the most twisted, sadistic, loving monster ever. Jonathan Morgenstern