A/N: Hey there :) in case you don't know me, my name is Sarah. I usually just go by Sar, though :P This will be the 32nd thing I've posted on fanfiction :)

So, this is just something I randomly came up with. Not sure where I'm going with it, but whatever xD and I'm sorry if it's messed up, but it's 6 in the morning and I haven't been to sleep yet...:P

Anyways, I won't bore you guys :) enjoy!

~ Sarah Ozera ~

DISCLAIMER: I, Sarah, do not own The Mortal Instruments or its characters. I only own this very random story.

Valentine Morgenstern hadn't always been bad. In fact, as a young boy, he'd been far from it.

But then, his father was killed, and everything changed.

He became emotionally distant, though you wouldn't know it if you hadn't known him before. But if you had, then you could see how cold he'd become.

He'd truly loved Jocelyn, and he'd been overjoyed to find out that she was pregnant with his child. But then he got carried away—got caught up in his crazy ideas.

He'd made Jocelyn hate him.

He could see the horror in her eyes when she looked at her son for the first time. She knew that he wasn't normal. She knew that Valentine had done something to him. So he'd secretly given her Ithuriel's blood to try and make her happier. That's all he ever wanted to do. But he hadn't known that she'd been pregnant at the time.

When she and Lucian had shown up and betrayed him, he'd been furious. So furious that he killed Jocelyn's parents, burned their home and faked the deaths of his son and himself. That part was easy for him, since Michael Wayland had an infant son. All he had to do was kill them and make it look like he and Jonathan had died.

He'd wanted to kill Jocelyn, too, but she'd already left.

Meanwhile, Stephen Herondale was dead, and his young wife was preparing to kill herself. Valentine knew that he had to get her baby, because he'd also been feeding her Ithuriel's blood to see what effect it would have on the child. So he ordered Hodge Starkweather to cut the baby from her dead body.

The child had been indescribably beautiful. He had hair as gold as the sun, with eyes to match. Valentine raised him as his own in the Wayland Manor, passing himself off as Michael Wayland.

He was careful to keep his sons apart. Jonathan knew of the other boy, but Valentine couldn't tell his golden boy about Jonathan. He was good; compassionate, caring . . . everything that Jonathan wasn't. Jonathan was a killing machine—the boy was a human being, with real feelings and emotions. And Valentine couldn't bring himself to change that.

Years later, he faked his own death for the second time. The boy was sent to New York to live in the Institute with the Lightwoods. It was the best thing to do at that time.

Valentine plotted in the years that followed. He'd never forgotten his original goal, nor did he forget his hatred for Jocelyn Fairchild and Lucian Graymark. He searched everywhere for them, needing his revenge. Especially on Jocelyn—it was her betrayal that hurt him the most. After all, Lucian was nothing but a filthy wolf, and he'd been dead to Valentine ever since.

He found Jocelyn hiding in New York, nearly sixteen years after she'd betrayed him. She had to have known he was coming, because she'd had the time to take the potion.

And then he found out about his daughter.

Finding out that Jocelyn had hidden Clarissa from him made Valentine that much madder. His fury grew, and he hated Jocelyn more than he'd ever hated anyone else in his life.

And so he took Jocelyn, prepared to torture the Mortal Cup's location out of her. But she wouldn't wake up, no matter what he did, thanks to the potion she'd taken.

The events that followed were ultimately what killed Valentine. His need for revenge left him blind to everything else. He'd become so obsessed with his quest to rid the Earth of what he believed was bad that he himself embodied the very evil he was sure all Downworlders possessed.

But he'd never take it back. Not for anything in the world.

Because Valentine Morgenstern was not a man to regret something.

You know, I really love that ending xD I dunno why, but I do.

So, I need help. I don't know who to do next. So I need you guys to tell me who you want to see next. It can be anyone, living or dead :)

Please take the time to leave a quick review. It would mean a lot to me :)

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Well, I'll go now...don't forget to review! ;)

~ Sar ~