➰Cecily (TMI FANFIC)➰

It's Only The Beginning

The events were a blur as I remember feeling my heart soar as Andrea propped herself up on her arms to squint at her surroundings. However, then came the gut wrenching pain that forced me to double up making my father come to my aid once again.

Heat raced up my spine as I felt a pain as if I was being torn in half. I let out another scream as I squeezed my eyes closed only to have the pain increase.

Everyone's voice was mumbled, but I could recognize those speaking.

Isabelle spoke frantically,"Jace, we have to get her to safety. She's burning up, maybe the Silent Brothers..."

"They can't do anything for her."

"Jace, they can at least try and...."

"Isabelle they don't understand what she is!"

There was silence until Isabelle spoke softly,"So she is an angel." She paused,"Jace, this has to do with her friend coming back to life. We must tell the Clave."

"Maybe," I felt arms pick me up as my skin still burned, but the person didn't even flinch at the heat. I kept my eyes closed as I rested my head against the persons chest and only when he spoke did I know for sure it was my father,"But, the clave and everyone else will not lay a damn hand on her." He began walking away and only then did he whisper,"Ever."

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I felt my father carry me away from the institute to what sounded like a plane, and that's when I sank into the pain which happened to be the color black.

Hours, maybe days passed as I swam in darkness and only then did I begin to see the horrible nightmares. One happened to be too vivid for my liking and it occurred too frequently for my preference.

The scene was cloaked in blood and shadows which shifted to show demons talons and sometimes glowing red eyes. Shadowhunters form elders to young children littered the ground coating the black tar ground in scarlet and deathly pale white corpses.

Posed up on the hill above the scene I stood in a billowing white dress making myself a beacon among the scene. As I watched myself from a distance I saw Carter coated in blood without a shirt approach me and I did not flinch away from his touch. His bloody hands ran up the length of my arms trailing red up my arms as he smiled.

"Oh, Cecily, isn't it beautiful?" He kissed my neck and I only stared at the scene,"Our new era will rise soon, my dear queen, but first," He pulled a dagger from his belt and slid it into my hand. Slowly he turned me to face away from the scene to show a new horrific one. Five figures sat on their knees gagged and staring at me with mercy pleading eyes.

Only then did I see my expression change into one holding back tears. His voice hissed in my ear,"You must finish them off."

I slowly shook my head no, but that's when he gripped my arms,"Cecily, you are under my control, do NOT refuse my orders!"

The rune burned on my stomach with a fierce heat and that's when he pushed me forward to the first person. Kneeling there was Isabelle, cloaking in her gear and blood dripped from a cut on her brow. I shook my head as my hands were no longer my control and in a sharp snap the knife cut her throat.

I choked back a sob as I felt the tears pour from my eyes,"I'm....I'm....so sorry."

"Next one, Cecily!"

My feet moved down the line as I came to slash Andrea's, Zane's, and my own fathers throat. But, as I looked at the last only jade green concealed me from the world.