I don't own the mortal instruments or infernal devices which is obvious, it would be sick of I did though ...man I'd be rich...just imagining all the Oreos I could buy…..

Just to let you know this is my very first fanfic, I'm a newbie but I'm open to any criticism, please feel free to review it would help me a lot! Thanks! Enjoy! :D

The world has changed, there's no denying it. Some of it for the better some not so for the better. It is a difficult thing, to decide whether the world I know now and the world I knew so long ago is better then the other. I would feel a certain amount of guilt to choose, almost like I have betrayed a friend. It has taken awhile but I have grown to love my new home, I love the people, I love weather I love the little things. I love how the light of the moon seems to bend and reflect off the mystical waters at night. How the birds chirp in morning. How the flowers in my garden smell during the summer. All the little things make it, if not almost perfect.

It is not a home I would have once wanted, but time has shown me that people change.

Tessa was tired of it. Tired of everything, and that's why she needed to get away.

You see when you live so long, the little things that once seemed so simple and you just didn't notice, become the things you notice the most. Living in the same place for too long, it gets tiring, repetitive and to be honest, depressing. She lived in a small town, in a small community, in a small house. At first when she visited the town she couldn't have wanted to leave more. The secluded areas, open spaces, nature anywhere you turn was so uncomfortable. For awhile she'd gotten used to it, come to love it almost. But the feeling of unease had started to return, and all she could think of was getting out.

She tried to love places like this, really tried. She lived in a beautiful town, where most people would kill to reside in. The people here were wonderful, as was the scenery, she didn't understand why she despised places like this so much, and all of a sudden.

This would have been something Will would have liked. Tessa thought to herself absent mindedly. Ice seemed to be seeping through her veins, and passing over her heart; she gasped in pain and tried to control her breathing. She squeezed her eyes shut, and put the thought of William Herondale in a heavily locked box and threw it into the deepest and shadowed corners of her mind. She didn't know where that thought had come from; Tessa so rarely let her mind wonder to such places.

She stuck her arm out the window of her truck, and let it sway in the breeze as she rode by fields of wheat and corn. At times like this Tessa felt so vulnerable, the land without its tall buildings and people breathing down your neck everywhere you turn seemed so, naked. That's how she felt right now, just naked. Retraining herself from wrapping her arms around her shoulders, she yanked the wheel, and turned down a dirt road she didn't recognize. Last week she had walked into a car dealership and bought the first vehicle she had seen, it felt strange to know that she had never owned a car before that day. The first thing she had laid eyes on just so happened to be a huge ford 150, and she fell in love.

With its sleek red coat and massive tires and tan lather seats, she felt protected whenever she was inside it. The sales women however seemed hesitant to sell it to her, she had asked whether she had a big family, because those were the type of people that bought these sort of things; people who needed the room. The lady had also asked her repeated amounts of time, (she might add) if she had enough money for the purchase. Tessa, at the time feeling annoyed by the persistence and stubbornness of the woman, snapped, that of course she had the money, and she could easily go to another dealership if the woman continued to be difficult. The lady, who had looked heavily offended, pasted her the paper work at once, and didn't say another word.

Tessa understood the suspicion of the woman, and why she had asked her if she couldn't afford it. A lonely women purchasing a huge truck, meant for off-roading and naturey people. That would have made anyone ask questions, but Tessa was tired of questions, questions were meant to be answered and sometimes the answers are too lost inside ones head to recollect.

The cool breeze filled her truck, she leaned forward and turned the radio full blast, not caring what song was playing only caring that it was loud, and would stop her from thinking. She yanked the wheel again hard but this time it was not to turn down another road, but to avoid hitting a person, a person who was standing along side the road, waving their arms madly. Usually Tessa didn't stop for hitch hikers but this person looked extremely desperate and Tessa was feeling brave, so she stopped.

"Are you alright, Miss?" Tessa asked, slowing the truck to a stop and peered down at the young lady. She looked no more then 15 with long blonde hair and a pretty round face, and soft brown eyes. She looked at Tessa, gave a slight moan and to Tessa's dismay, collapsed over backwards and into the ditch. The sight would usually have been a tad funny, and it was kind of she had to admit, but she was shocked never the less.

"Oh my god!" She yelled, hurling herself out of her truck and down to the ditch. Her sandals slide in the dark mud pooling down and around the sides of the ditch, but she came to a safe stop next to the girl, without falling "Miss?" Tessa whispered, hesitating over the girl, unsure of what to do. The girl stirred gently, Tessa rested a hand on the girls shoulder. "Are you okay?" The girl shot into a sitting position and started babbling like crazy.

"I d-didn't know what t-t-to do! He just c-c-came at me!" The girl trembled, grabbing Tessa's arm with her hand.

"It's alright, here let me help-"

"It happened so f-f-fast! I-I-I..." The girl not able to finish, broke into a rage of sobs, tears mixing with the mud. Tessa waited patiently until she was done, (and dried out) helped her up the ditch where she plopped down next to Tessa's truck.

"What happened to you?" Tessa asked the girl, who was very short in comparison to Tessa. The girl shook her head madly back and fourth, her hands trembling. "Please, just clam down." The girl leaned forward looking just about ready to vomit. "Put your head between your knees." Tessa muttered. "Deep breaths...it's alright...no ones going to hurt you." The girl gulped and glanced toward the forest and with a sickening grimace, she shuddered. Tessa turned her head to the forest as well, half expecting someone to come bursting out. "Why are you out here by yourself?" Tessa asked hesitantly.

"I live here." The girl whispered. Seeing the funny look Tessa was giving her she quickly corrected herself. "Well not here! I don't live in the road, I'm not homeless." Tessa noticed the girl spoke in a thick British tone, that only brought up more memories.

"I live back there." she said pointing toward the woods with a shaking finger. "My parents have cottage here. Its few miles back." she said clutching her stomach in pain.

"Are you-." Tessa didn't finish her sentence, she was a bit startled when the girl flung herself on to the ground and threw up into the ditch. Tessa grimaced standing there awkwardly and waiting until she stopped vomiting.

"I'm sorry." The girl said tears streaming down her face. "I have a weak stomach, after what I saw in there, I can't help it."

"What happened?" Tessa asked, handing the girl a rag from inside her truck for her to wipe her face.

After a few minutes of calming breaths, the girl finally calmed down enough to tell Tessa what happened. She took a shuddering breath and started to talk.

"I went out for a walk you see. As I'm coming back I noticed my neighbours son playing out in the yard, I didn't see his parents or nothing but I didn't think nothing of it, their not the best parents, they let him do whatever most of the time." She paused as if trying to remember exactly what happened. She opened her mouth again, and words seemed to shoot out in every direction. "But as I'm walking away, I hear him screaming so obviously I go back and look, and there's a boy standing over him, I didn't recognise him, but he looked kind of threatening so I told him to back off." She said shakily, and then brushed beads of sweat from her temple, and continued "The boy just looked up at me and his eyes, you wouldn't believe his eyes!" She grabbed hold of Tessa's shoulders and shook them a little.

"They were as cold as ice and black they were, and his skin, white as a sheet! Never seen anything like it! He just smiled at me and said in a raspy voice."

"I would take you, but my master has told me only to take the young ins." The girl paused for a breath; Tessa could understand why she would need one. "There will soon be a new world he said, or something like that, and my kind will be free to do and k-kill as we please. Then he hit the little b-b-boy over the head, and I don't know if it was a trick of the light or...but I swear...I thought I saw his teeth, I swear he had fangs."

She looked up at her as if hoping Tessa would tell her that what she saw was impossible. Tessa knew of course that what she had seen was entirely possible, but didn't say a word; she just slid down against the truck and seated herself next to the girl.

"Then what happened?" Tessa asked.

"Well he turned to the boy and he…he bit him." She said looking sick again.

Tessa's eyes widened, a vampire she thought, so long had it been since she had seen one. This was serious, this vampire might be a rogue out on a killing spree.

She glanced back at the girl, for a moment forgetting she was there. "I couldn't just let him take the little boy, god knows where his parents were during all this. Anyway so I-I-I took this rock that was lying on the ground, and chucked as hard as I could at his head."

"You chucked a rock, at his head?" Tessa said slowly, how was this girl still alive? "Of course I missed, but it was worth a shot." She said embarrassed, smiling sheepishly. "Anyways he turned towards me and I thought he was gonna have a great laugh at me but he looked angry, I don't know why, it's not like I hit him! It was like how dare I try and stop him like that, like I wasn't worthy or whatever, you know?" She babbled.

Tessa did hope she would get to the point; she was getting irritated at this girl's constant chatter and habit of getting off topic.

"Then he dropped the boy and started coming at me! She exclaimed. "It was crazy! One second he was standing about 50 feet away from me, and then he was as close as you are to me. I tried to run but he grabbed me and threw me against one of the great bloody pines. I think he was just getting ready to finish me off too, when someone saved me." She said and looked down at her hands.

"Who saved you?" Tessa asked urgently. "Did you see who it was?"

"All I saw was a lot of blue light, and the monster was blown off me." She said, biting her lip. "Although, I do remember seeing a pair of the most beautiful eyes! Then I woke up in this ditch and flagged down the first vehicle I saw. Which just so happened to be you." She said sighing, and then looked at me as if startled.

"I can believe I just told you all that, you must think I'm nuts!" She said her eyes wide. "My names Cora by the way, actually its Corvette, but everyone calls me Cora! I don't know what my mother was thinking naming me that, I was just a shoe in to get beat up at school. What's your name?" Tessa paused for a moment, confused, trying to process what Cora had just said.

"Um, I'm Tessa."

"Tessa, ouh that's pretty! Is it short for something?" She asked excitedly, forgetting her recent trauma.

"It is short for Theresa." Tessa said. "Please Cora, can you remember anything else about who saved you?" Cora's smile faltered.

"All I remember seeing are those eyes, before I blacked out."

Tessa didn't know what to make of this, obviously the thing that attacked Cora had been a vampire. What had the vampire said? Something about his master, vampires usually didn't work for anyone. That was suspicious; Tessa had never seen a vampire since she moved here, what did Cora say he said about a new world? As for the person who saved her...

"You must remember what color this persons eyes were."

"I don't actually." Tessa stared at her in dismay. "Well I was under a lot of stress! It all happened so fast. That thing that attacked me…it was a vampire wasn't it?" Cora said.

Tessa looked down at her feet. Cora grabbed Tessa's shoulders. "Please tell me vampires don't exist and that I had a stroke or got bite by a poisonous spider and started hallucinating." Cora pleaded, tears forming in the corners of her eyes.

"I won't deny that there are monsters in this world, some are different then others but I cant explain right now, just try and remember more about this person that saved you."

Cora was quiet for a few minutes

"All I know is, I saw a lot of light, and I think it was a man who saved me, the figure looked more masculine. I think he might have had black hair…" She said. Tessa froze. A man? Beautiful eyes? Black hair? Could it be…?

"Oh shut up." Tessa muttered viciously.

"I beg your pardon?" Exclaimed Cora, looking at Tessa with fearful eyes.

"Oh no, not you! I was just, uh…talking to myself." Tessa said embarrassed, but Cora hadn't seemed to hear what Tessa had said, she had she shot to her feet, and was gasping.

"Oh my god, I completely forgot! The little boy! Please I have to go and see if he's okay!" She exclaimed moving ahead.

Tessa grabbed her arm.

"No you stay here!" Tessa handed her, her cell phone. "Try and see if you can get a signal and call this number alright?" Writing the number down on Cora's hand. "Tell them Tessa needs help, and that she thinks there might be something…something wrong." Tessa looked at the forest and back at Cora. "If anyone shows up tell them I'm in there, you might not be able to get a hold of anyone, and if you do, they might not…be able to come." She said hesitantly. Cora looked a little over whelmed but determined, and started to dial the number. "Stay here." Tessa warned, marching down the ditch and into the dark woods; half hopeful half fearful, of what was yet to come.