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The noise of chattering woke me up. My mind woke up first, so I keep my eyes closed as I try to analyze my surroundings. I'm lying down on a bed and there are people close by, talking in whispers. The pain on my hands and my neck is gone, but there is a warm burn on my left forearm, it feels like someone put a hot cup of tea against my skin. A large whooshing sound forces my eyes open and I jump out of bed, ready to defend myself from the strangers around me. I trip over a pair of legs but strong arms grab me before I fall on the floor. I look up to see the same people from the shipyard looking at me with curiosity and the man that sits on my bed smiles. He is of Asian descent but his eyes were yellow, like a cat, and blue fog is coming out of his fingertips. He must have noticed my gawking because he laughed and shook his head towards me.
"If those big eyes become any bigger, I swear they will swallow us all. My name is Mangus Bane, I'm here to help you remember your past. Now sit, before you trip and hurt yourself again." The man extends his hands and I take them willingly, his eyes seem trustworthy enough.
"Where am I?" I ask as I look down at myself, I'm wearing new clothes and they certainly aren't mine, I don't wear this much black. My attention is drawn to the burning sensation on my forearm and I look at it, someone had tattooed my forearm without my consent.
"What the hell?" I yell angrily while trying to rub the mark off my skin. "You tattooed me? Is this some kind of cult?"
"Relax biscuit. This is...sort of a cult, but a very interesting one." The man smirks and winks at me as he traces his index finger along my forearm. I feel a tingling sensation in my blood and my veins start to glow white. Then everything happened at once.
I was suddenly standing in the middle of a flower field, there was a young woman in front of me, holding a baby and rocking it back and forth as she hums a lullaby. I recognize the song as being Lavender Blue, my fathers used to sing it to me when I was little. I am then pulled backwards and I am now standing in the same field, but this time a little boy with blonde hair was carrying a toddler on his back, they were running through the flower fields. The scene changes again, the two children were a bit older now, and they were sitting under a tree. The boy was holding a long-chained necklace and was placing around the girls' neck. I recognize the necklace instantly, the amber was unmistakable, it's my necklace, the one currently in my purse. I fell back on the bed and stared at the mark on my forearm.
"Are you alright?" The girl with long black hair looks at me.
"Ever since I was a child I've been seeing strange things. People with other faces, flying creatures. My parents took me to see a psychologist and they diagnosed me of a delusional disorder when I was 8 years old. All my life I've been thinking I was crazy."
"You're not crazy. You just have the sight. You're one of us."
"I....This is all too much.Take me home please. I want to go home."
The last time I saw the Shadowhunters was three weeks ago, when I demanded them to leave me alone. They have been true to their word, but I sense that they never really lost track of me ever since the events at the shipyard. Someone has been watching me, I can feel it.
"You'll like him. He's a really nice guy." Julia, my coworker says as she sits in front of me, eating her club sandwich.
"What did you say he does?" I look down at my bowl of soup, stirring it mindlessly.
"He's doing his doctoral residence at the New York Hospital."
"Why would you think he'll like me?"
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BOOK ONE | jace wayland imagines
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