Origin, Malia S. [read out loud books .TXT] 📗

to save me. Rules that the shadowhunter community swore on and gave us permission to kill downlorders if they broke these laws.

I ran up to him and grabbed his arm pulling him to a stop. “You got to be fucking kidding me. You expect me to go in there and look for your sister when I’m going to be the main target? Downlorders hate shadowhunters, God I’ve probably killed half of their kind!” I cried out.

“Please, I need your help. I have seen you fight like no other person before. She’s the only sister I have left and these people can tell me where to find her. Please,” he begged.

“I’m in debt to you, and I will do as you say.” I responded back, not having the heart to tell him no. I might not have any blood related family, but I did know what it was like to love people who were like family.
He continues to walk towards the door and when he reaches it he pulls out a knife and cuts his hand open. He squeezes his blood into a fountain like thing right before the door, and with his blood the bars start to open and a man appears at the front door.

My face must have had a dazed look on it because Jere interrupts my fascinated thoughts and says, “They need blood to confirm that you’re a downlorder. If anyone puts pure blood into the bowl, like yours, they imprison you and most likely you become a snack or a slave. Horrible, I know.”

My hand clutches the gun in my leather jacket much tighter now, and I can feel the man’s eyes at the door staring at me. I look up to meet yellow eyes of a man who looked like he could be a grandpa. His skin was shriveled up and his eyes sunk in to his face. He gives me a slight smile and turns to lead us into the mansion. As we walk further in I get cold glares from everyone. They can smell that I am not one of them, but not human either and that leaves only one option: a shadowhunter. Other wolf pack’s bare their teeth at my, showing off their sharp white canines. Vampires with blood red eyes breath in my scent and give me a mischievous smile. I can feel invisible faeries stroking my back up and down; they were all toying with me because they could. My face remained emotionless because I didn’t want them to enjoy my discomfort.

A man, no more than twenty years old came over with an amuse smile on his face. He stood more than two feet taller than me, and he wasn’t stick thin but built with hard muscle. Looking at his cat-eye pupils I knew he was a warlock and a very powerful one because the others around us stop talking and waited for him to speak.

“Hello, werewolves and might I add the beautiful shadowhunter you have brought here with you today. Really, you didn’t need to bring me a gift to retrieve your sister, although her beauty is quite breathtaking. I haven’t seen anything quite like her, and her eyes.” He says as he assesses me.

“And I would prefer if your eyes remained elsewhere. I’m not a gift for you, and I can reassure you that you will be thankful for that. I don’t play nice,” I bite back.

“Feisty. Just how I like them” he winks at me.

“Alamar, stop this nonsense. I came to find m sister, and I know you have her so give her back to me,” Cole demands.

“Now, now boy. I know you have great power, but not as great as mine. I could break your precious face into a million fragments and snap this beautiful girl’s neck into two. I would enjoy that too. So what exactly makes you think I will give you back your sister without something in return?”

“You took her away from me! I did not do anything to you before this. I don’t deserve this from you!” Cole’s voice ripped. Everyone’s attention was focused on him now because his eyes were blazing gold, so I took this opportunity to swiftly slip behind Alamar’s back. Click. I get ready to shoot him if I have to.

“Now don’t move or I’ll shoot you right through your precious brain so the only magic you’ll be able to do is play dead. If anyone moves I will blow his brain all over the place, and don’t think I won’t do it because I will. I’m not like most shadowhunters, I don’t follow rules.” No one moved and everyone’s eyes were on me and Alamar; waiting for me to make my proposition. “Now here’s what you’re going to do. You’re going to get his little sister and give her to us without harming her or any of the wolves. If anyone does I will simply shoot him.”

“Now darling, what does this have to with you? What do you get in return for doing this? You will just go back to your institute and by the time they find out what you have done they will just through you back onto the streets like your mommy and daddy just left you,” Alamar chuckles.

“How do you know that?”

“Oh I knew your parents, and you aren’t just some pure shadowhunter either darling. You’re parents did some unimaginable things, and I was there.”

“You’re a liar! Just tell them to get his sister and I wont kill you, which I’m really close to doing,” I ordered.

“Get him his little sister, she wasn’t any use to me anyways. She may be able to see the future, but she’s to weak to be of any use.” Two vampires go downstairs to retrieve Cole’s sister, and the room stays quiet. “So you don’t want to know the dark little secret you’re parents have held from you. I’m surprised you haven’t found out yet; then again you haven’t opened up all your powers. Such a shame you don’t want to know, you could be so much stronger and I could help you,” he shakes his head.
I could hear whispers in my head: Just imagine what you could do with more power. You wouldn’t have to follow shadowhunter’s rules anymore. No. They would listen to you, and you would have the power to control downlorders. Even me.

“GET OUT OF MY HEAD!” I screamed at the top of my lungs. I shove the gun closer to his head and say into his ear, “Does it look like I am weak right now? Who’s the one holding the gun to your head? Hmm? I am! Even if you tried to escaped right now you wouldn’t be fast enough and a bullet would be lodged into your brain.” When the words come flying out of my mouth I realize how insane I sound, and I just waited for them to bring back his sister.
The two men bring back a ten-year-old girl whose eyes are a bright blue, unlike the girl I had seen in the picture in the album in Cole’s room. Maybe he has two sisters I didn’t know about.
“I’m going to walk you out to the front of the house, and when we leave you better not do anything to us or I’ll come back and kill you all for fun,” I threaten and I can see by the looks on their faces that they were intimidated.

The fragile girl jumps into her brothers arms and embraces them both, “I thought I wasn’t going to see either of you ever again. I missed you guys so much, and I will never go out without your guys’ permission again.” Tears roll down her cheek while she pleads for their forgiveness, but how could you be mad at this small vulnerable girl?

We all went outside to our vehicles, and before hopping on to my motorcycle I knee Alamar right in the gut as hard as I could. I didn’t want him trying to pull anything while we left, and I swiftly jumped onto the bike pushing off as fast as I could. Chapter 3 Don’t Go

When we arrived home all the boys hugged me and thanked me for getting back their little sister in the pack. I guess all of them viewed this girl as their sister, and I couldn’t blame them. She was the cutest thing I’ve ever seen, she was so small and dainty she could be a doll.

“Now I think it’s about time we relax and celebrate for getting back our lovely sister who is now safe and sleeping in her home. Thanks to Melis,” Jere announces. He turns around and grabs a bottle of vodka from the table and pulls out a bunch of shot glasses and wiggles his eyebrows “Who wants to start it off?”

Tired of thinking about what Alamar told me I raised my hand, “Someone needs to teach you pups how to drink.”

“Woah, there little girl. We aren’t pups. We are big beasts that even you couldn’t tame. And last time I checked you were only seventeen,” Cole says taking the shot glass out of my hand.

“Hey! You aren’t the boss of me, and last time I checked you are only—what—nineteen?”

“Fine, but when you wake up with a huge hangover don’t cry wolf to me,” he hands back the shot glass.

“Why aren’t you the best gentleman out there,” I raise my eyebrows and down the shot in one gulp.

“Damn! You drink like a boss! I say we all take a shot to give praise to Melis who saved our asses in that scary house!” Aiden raises his shot glass and all the guys join, “To Melis!”
About four shots later…
“Let’s play a game cause I’m getting bored,” Christian says.

“Well I’m leaving to go talk to Adrianna,” David gets up to leave.

“Uh-huh, talk. Yeah I’m sure you’re just going to talk with her at twelve in the middle of the night,” Jere sarcastically adds.

“Not all of us can have mates Jere, don’t worry I’m sure you can find some girl who will tolerate your perverted mind. Goodnight boys,” and then turns to me, “Come get me if they don’t play nice.” I just nod my head as he walks down the hall to Adrianna’s room, who I am sure is going to be surprised to find him tipsy.

“Well now that the old grownup is gone, let’s start the real fun,” Cole slurs out. Who would have ever guessed he would be the one to want to have fun.

“We should play truth or dare,” Noah suggests.

“What are we in like in middle school?” Denis asks and that’s when I notice he’s in the