Origin - Malia S. (ebook reader 7 inch .TXT) 📗

your car? Or are you just going to stare at the building like an idiot?” Jerry asks impatiently.
I open the door and climb out just to be dragged into the institute by Jerry. “Why are you dragging me like a little child?” I screeched.
“BECAUSE you are acting like a little child. How many times do I have to tell you not to go out in the city by yourself?” he demanded.
“Well, lets see…I’m guessing a lot. You haven’t been listening to me either! I’m almost eighteen, and I can definitely take care of myself. You should know that, you’re the one who trained me.”
“You are under my roof and will abide my rules! Do you understand? I told you that you couldn’t go out at night after midnight! Oh and don’t think I don’t smell the alcohol!” He screams at me.
“Fine!” I walk away from him stomping up the stairs and slam the door of my bedroom. I was practically a prisoner in this house! I had no time to myself, and I for sure didn’t have normal teenager life. Even other shadowhunter teenagers didn’t have such strict rules on them. They were free to do what they wanted most of the times.
With that thought I went to my chest of weapons and pulled out a couple of guns (we didn’t use guns often) and daggers. I went to my closet and grabbed some black skin-tight jeans and shirt. I got dressed into that and wore a black leather jacket over with a gray scarf. I shoved my feet into my black combat boots and tied up the laces. Then I pulled my midnight black hair that reach the midsection of my back into a ponytail. Good to go, but then I thought better when I looked at myself in the mirror. Oh god, is that what I looked like? I removed the make up I had on before and replaced it with fresh eyeliner and mascara. I didn’t think too much of my appearance. People have told me that I’m beautiful often, but when I looked in the mirror I didn’t see it. The only thing I like about myself are my electric blue eyes with a black ring around them and my height of 5'7''. Other than that I’ve always thought my black hair and caramel skin made me look plain.

I went to my bedroom window and quietly slid it open and looked down. I was on the second floor and it was about a 20 feet jump, not bad. Being a shadowhunter made me stronger, faster, and I would argue a little smarter than humans. We had angel’s blood in us making us half angel and half human, and we didn’t age as quickly as humans did. I adjusted myself onto the windowsill, and as gracefully as I could I jumped onto the street below. I smirked when I barely made a sound knowing that no one would catch me. I climbed onto my jet-black Ducati motorcycle not wanting to risk Jerry noticing my car was gone. Chapter Two Stranger Danger

I was in a dark alley when I heard a quick shuffle behind me, and too late to react somebody tackles me off of my motorcycle and pins me to the ground. I look up and see blood-red eyes staring down at me lustfully. Not for me, but for my blood. Then I start to recognize the leech from the little fight from earlier. He grins realizing that I just noticed who he was, “I told you I would come back for you, and with more people this time.” I look behind him and see a cluster of the same motherfuckers behind him.
I grin back up at him, hatred filled in my eyes, “You dick, you’re going to pay for my now broken bike. You know that?”
“You wont even have to worry about you’re stupid bike bitch because after tonight you won’t even be here to ride it. Even though I have to admit you did look pretty hot on it, and if you didn’t have such a big sassy mouth I might have even kept you as a pet, but no. I have something so much more fun planned for you…or I mean for me,” he chuckles deeply.
I spit in his face and growl, “You disgust me.” Without responding to my insult he grabs my hair and rakes it upward until I’m off the ground. I hold in the scream in my throat not wanting to show any weakness in front of these bastards.
I just laugh and whisper, “You think you can control me? I can kill all of you guys in a minute. The only reason I’m staying is to show you that I’m not afraid of you.”
“Good, because you are coming to our covenant with us little girl,” a random guy informs me. Shit, once I’m trapped in their house there probably wont be a way out. I was planning on escaping, but I hear a gun click right next to my head.
“Don’t even think about it, I can read every single thought in your brain so before you make one slight attempt to escape I will know,” a blonde vampire smiles threateningly down at me.
“Good, so you are hearing all my thoughts about how much I hate your kind then?” I retort. The guy holding me yells at the other vampires to shut up and hits me hard. All I see is black.
I wake up in a room with cement everything; walls, floors, and even a cement door. In the corner of my eye I see an object rotating around. I look up and see a camera facing my direction, I feel like I’m in jail. Maybe I should have listened to Jerry, too late now. Getting frustrated I start punching holes into the cement wall. Unfortunately none of them deep enough to escape me from this hell. Just as I was pounding the wall like my own punching bag I hear a big thud and screams. I listen closer and hear howls. Werewolves. This night honestly can’t get any worse.
More and more screams continue and I prepare myself for the werewolves to come into the room. If I die I want to die with a good fight. They had left me unchained in the room, probably figuring that I couldn’t escape anyways. I looked around the room to find anything sharp I could use to fight with, they had taken all my weapons away. The camera was oscillating on a metal frame. I jumped up and ripped it out of its bolts. I stepped on the metal with all my force to make sure I got the piece nice and straight. Looking at my final product I was quite proud of my creativity. Just then the door gives a loud bang, and continues to be pushed with much force. I hold up my weapon ready to attack the intruders.
Finally the door gave in and fell with a loud thud and a big black wolf with forest-green eyes came snarling in. For a moment I see his eyes almost soften, but I can’t take the risk of dying and I don’t hold back. I launch myself into the air and thrust my weapon into the wolf’s back. I hear him snarl out in anger more than pain, but he doesn’t fall. I expect him to attack me and finish me off, but before he could about ten other wolves come into the room looking pissed. Just at that moment I realize he’s the Alpha. They growl at me and are ready to attack me, but to my surprise the black wolf steps in front of me and lets out a low, terrifying growl.
All of the wolves’ eyes were on me, and for the first time in my life I didn’t know what to say so I dodged between the wolves and escaped out of the room as fast as I could.
My luck must not be good today because I meet a group of vampires on my way out. I quickly glance around me and see an old sword on a mantel and swiftly take it into my hands.
“Get your filthy little hands off my grandfather’s sword, bitch,” the guy who captured me before basically hisses at me.
“No, it will be so much more ironic killing you with it. But before I do that, do have some decency and tell me your name,” I reply in a sweet voice.
“Gabriel Walker, just so you know the name of the person who kills you.” My anger was building inside of me, and I couldn’t hold it in any longer. With his last smartass remark I slash the sword through the first three vampires necks. The others look at me in horror and look at their master to get the order to retreat, but he gives none.
“What are you idiots doing? Kill her NOW!” He screams at the top of his lungs.
At his command they all come rushing towards me, and before they can reach me I flip backwards into the air. I land perfectly on my feet and swing at their heads like a tennis racket. All five of their heads drop within seconds, and I look at the remaining two that stand before me.
“Finish her off Michael,” was the last thing Gabriel commands before he flees. I knew Michael was one of the better fighters, judging by the choice of Gabriel to leave him last. He lunges towards me and grabs on to my neck thrusting me on my back. In response I give a hard kick into his chest that makes him go flying backwards. I didn’t want to use the sword just yet; I wanted to see how long he would last. He came back towards at full speed wrapping his hands around my neck. I wrap my hands around his wrists and pull back on them as hard as I could, and he screams out in pain. I knew I had just broken his wrists, and I decide to let him out of the pain. So I swiftly jump on to his shoulders and give a big twist of his neck. I could hear his bones cracking, and once I felt his body collapse to the floor I let out a big sigh out of exhaustion. Then I hear a big applause from behind me. I turn to see all the wolves, but in their human form. I snatch the sword up from the ground and hold it up.
“Don’t you dare come near me or else I will cut your heads off,” I threaten at them.
“Calm down, we aren’t going to hurt you. We just watched you kill nine vampires including their master’s second-in-command; like it was a piece of cake. We aren’t going to try and fight you,” a guy informs me with a husky Australian accent. I look at him and recognize his forest-green