{𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 0.1}
NEW YORK INSTITUTE

"One can only heal, when one is lost"
- 𝐮.𝐤

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"BUT WHY?" Christina asked out of frustration "Why do I have to go to the New York institute?"

"Because Christina it is what is expected of you and this family" her mother spat.

"You will soon be running the Los Angeles institute and you need to be prepared.." Christina's mother trailed on. "I am prepared to run the institute Dad taught me" she spoke with a crack in her voice. Christina's father Christopher BlackThorn died over a year ago it was just her , her older sister Roslyn , younger brother Daniel and her younger twin sisters Stella and Amelia and their mother Diana BlackThorn.

"Your father didn't teach you everything!" Her mother exclaimed sternly.

"FINE! I'll go pack" Christina ran upstairs to her room and slammed the door behind her, sliding back down to the floor in tears. The truth was no one took her father's death harder than her; he was her best friend, hero , supporter and dad all in one.

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Before my fathers death life was different...I was different I wasn't being told that I had to be nothing less than "perfect" I was just told to be Chris that's when my life was my OWN when I could make my own choices and deal with the consequences later. The day my father died...he took a part of me with him. I was stripped of my old life,my old self. I've put this "I'm okay" facade on for nearly over a year. My father used to say; "𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈." He trained me to be the best version of myself I could be, some say I'm the best shadowhunter of my generation...what does that even mean? How come I'm "so great" and feel that I've lost everything?

Christina gets pulled out of her thoughts by a knock on the door. I get up and wipe my tears and compose myself to open the door, I open it and its Ros with a slight smile on her face. She pulls me into an embrace and I close my eyes. She started helping me pack for New York.

"What exactly are you taking?"she asked.

"I have no clue...I guess whatever I can carry through a portal" we both laughed. We pack my whole wardrobe considering I have no idea when I'm coming back. Layla, our warlock, was here to create the portal. Before I left I hugged ros and my mom not to mention Daniel and the twins. When I stepped through and was on the other side; an abundant Precinct. I walked into the New York institute which looked almost identical to the Los Angeles institute. I was told the LightWoods were in charge. I walked up to this attractive blonde with these blue golden eyes.

"Hi..I'm Christina BlackThorn. Do you know where I can find the LightWoods?"

"BlackThorn..your a legend back in Idris" He smiles, turning facing her. "Jace Wayland," He introduced himself. "I guess I'm not the only Legend in Idris" I acknowledge cheekily. "Yea I guess not, the head of the institute Alec LightWood is in the sparing room just over there"

"He's your parabatai?" I figure.

"Yea..actually he is..how'd you know?"Jace asks out of curiosity. "Body language..when you said his name your arm curled in a protective brother way" Christina acknowledged informing the blonde.

"Huh you read body language?" "Yep" I smiled "It was nice meeting you Jace"

"You too Christina see you around"

I made my way to the sparring room. As I'm walking up I see this tall raven hair boy who is pretty hot to be honest he is shooting with his bow and quiver.

"A bow and quiver..a very rare weapon of choice for a shadowhunter and even when they choose it they can't master it" I state in astonishment. "You shoot?" He asks.

"Yea..my dad taught me" The dark haired brunette spoke with a small smile. "You wanna uh" He trailed on motioning for me to shoot."Sure" Christina hits the target twice then she does a cartwheel into a backbend and hits the target once more.

I could believe what I was seeing this beautiful girl was "almost" better than me at archery she did miss once I was so impressed by her skill I hadn't even asked her name and she definitely not a New York shadowhunter

"Wow I'm impressed" I say."Why thank you" She smiles slightly "I didn't catch your name"

"Hi I'm—" She trailed on. "—Christina BlackThorn" My mother says walking towards us with Izzy. I turned around to face who was calling my name.
"Your mother informed me of your arrival, I'm Maryse LightWood friend of your mother and father"

"Hi, nice to meet you" I greet.

"I have to say I'm so sorry to hear about Christopher" She states placing her hand on my shoulder. I simply nod. I've heard it so much now I don't really know what to say. I've come numb to the words. "I see you met my oldest son Alec and this is my second oldest Isabelle."

"Hi,"Izzy greeted me as she brought me into an embrace. I was surprised by her actions but soon relaxed and hugged her back. "Well, Christina Alec will show you to your room"

"Sounds great"

"Well I'll catch you two later" Izzy assures as her and her mother walk off. "Sorry about Izzy" Alec apologizes, watching them leave.

"Don't be, she seem great" He smiled. Showing Christina all around the institute then he walked her to her room. "Well this is it '' Alec Informs stopping at a bedroom door.

"Thanks for walking me to my room Alec" I thanked with a smile

"Your welcome Christina"

I looked up at him, a slight smile appearing on his face. I don't know why, but it felt so warm and filled with life. Something I haven't felt or been since my dad's passing.

"Call me Chris," I insisted.

"Chris I like it" He comments I can't help but smile to myself a bit

"Well I'll let you get settled Izzy and I are across the hall if you need anything."

Christina smiles and nod as Alec leaves her to herself she walks into her new room which was different shades of gray with pieces of marble.