It was a cold dark night and the 15 year old Shadowhunter ran away from the crowd of demons while trying to searching for the nearest Institute.
“Where is it?! Running from Idris and finding New York was easier than this!” She muttered to herself.
After a while she stopped at a bookstore and decided to go in.
“Hello? Is anyone here?” She yelled across the room.
“Right here. What do you need mam?” A tall man asked. She knew he wasn’t a ordinary mundane.
“Um I need directions and I’m hoping you could give me directions to the New York Institute.” She asked the man.
“Shadowhunter?” He asked quietly.
“Yup. Do you know a Jocelyn Fairchild? And I know your a werewolf.”
“It’s true I am a werewolf and why do you need to speak to Jocelyn? And may I ask your name and why you are here?”
“My name is Sylvia Lynn Morgenstren. I am Jocelyn’s and Valentine’s daughter. I ran away from Valentine 3 years ago and spent 2 years trying to find my mom here in New York. I need to warn my mom before Jonathan finds me.”
“You’re Jocelyn’s other Daughter.”
“Other daughter? I have a sister?’
“Your older sister is Clarissa Morgenstren and who do you wanna see first your mother or your sister?” The man asked.
“My older sister.” She said proudly.