Anabell smiled pleasantly as Harriet and Logan Morgenstern came into view and made their way over, their two children tagging along. The little boy who she presumed was Ian for she had received a letter from the two earlier that week bounced along beside them,<span style="font-style: italic">"I'm sure he is their prized child."</span>She thought to herself, there was always one child that parents praised more, especially when dealing with shadowhunter family's. She also noticed the quiet girl, she looked tensed and ready to spring, she reminded Anabell of herself when she was younger, she always hated these adult parties as well.<span style="font-style: italic">"One must get used to somethings."</span><br/><br/>She sighed to herself then nodded in greeting. "It's such an honor to have you all here. The Seattle institute is very pleased to make any accommodation for you. If you'd like Harlem I can have one of our shadowhunters show you to your room? He's a very nice boy, or even possibly Isabelle...Though I don't seem to see her, she's probably hiding." She said mostly to herself then returned her attention to the older shadowhunters.<br/><br/>"You did receive my letter stating that we had more than enough room for the four of you here in the institute before you made your way to Alicante?" She asked, she was a little hurt that they decided to rent a room in a hotel not that far away, it seemed strange to her that they wouldn't want to be close to their own kind, especially where they wouldn't have to hide who they were, but she wouldn't question their decision to much. In that instant she spotted Kye and waved him over.<br/><br/>"Here we are, Kye this is Harriet and Logan Morgenstern and their daughter Harlem and son Ian, Harlem and Ian will be staying with us here at the Institute for a little while. Their parents have some business to take of, I believe I already told you this. But I was wondering if your not to busy would you mind showing Harlem the room I had arranged for her?...By the way, have you seen Emma around? I figured I'd introduce her to Ian, they are about the same age, and would probably get along fantastically." She gave a sweet smile at the two children then looked back at Kye.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FF00">Kye greeted the Morgenstern's with a slight bow, and a curtious smile. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you all. I'm Kye Murphy, and No Anabell, I haven't seen Emma since earlier today, I wounder where she ran off too... Any way, Harlem if you would like I can escort you now or after the party, which ever you prefer." He said coolie. </span><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Nathaniel made his way into his nice up kept mansion. It was stowed away on top of a very high hill, where he could see anyone coming, not to mention he had the whole place surrounded by camera's which were monitored daily by a thuggish downworlder security team, ran by the meanest demon around. The mansion had a 9ft high iron gate surrounding the property encase someone decided they would mess with dear old Nate. He didn't get a reputation for nothing, he earned it and he'd be damned if he would just let anyone walk into his lovely abode. Despite his lovely security his house was usually housing many downworlder guests. People who followed his cause, and or just didn't want to caught in the cross fire and were saving their own asses. Either way he didn't care, he had bigger plans that didn't quite involved them..dieing anyway.<br/><br/>The foyer that followed the grand mahogany doors was a grand parlor line with red wood, and oak. He had an exquisite taste and loved to show it off. He especially loved the look of wood, in almost every area in his home there were at least one piece of furniture that would be wood based. It had an earthy feel, and he loved it. The walls were usually adorned with entr'acte paintings that people often stared at just to try to convey their message, or were just in a trance by their eerie beauty. Velvet lined furniture often takes the other wall space, making leisure places for his guests to just lounge about, which he doesn't find offense.<br/><br/>The girl began to stir in his arms just as he heard the ending conversation of Cyrus's phone call. Cyrus was one of his most trusted Hench men, which he was more like a right hand man, but Nathaniel thought his self better then most and would never openly admit thus. A whimper came from the girl as Cyrus drew near, he didn't mind that she was scared, for he had a feeling Cyrus would end up getting her like his other test subjects lately. He just wasn't having any luck finding the right bloodline. He would probably have to do a little more digging on the original family's that started the whole nephilim bloodlines.<br/><br/>"Sure. She'll probably come out negative like the others. I wish these 'informants' would do their jobs a little better." He said dismissively. Then made his way down to his torture chambers. He strapped her to the steel bed and he could hear her breathing begin to rise in a panic.<br/><br/>"Don't worry little nephilim this will only hurt just for a moment." He cooed to her, he wasn't lying he would only be taking her blood, it was Cyrus she had to worry about. He was a little surprised that he liked to play with the girls so much considering his precious little girl.<br/><br/>"Hello Aslyn." He said with out looking up from prepping a needle as she came in nosily. "I don't see who you can get around so much without anyone knowing your their, your so noisy aren't fairies suppose to be silent or something or other." He said giving her a hard time, a small smile on his face as he turned the to the girl in the steel bedding.<br/><br/>"Now what is your name darling?" He said the needle resting in his hand as he swiped her arm free of germs with a alcohol covered cotton ball.<br/><br/>"Emma....Emma ..Strongglad." She said and then yelped as the needle pierced her skin. Metallic crimson filled the vial as it shot strongly out of her vein.<br/><br/>"Thats a good girl Emma. It will be over soon enough and then you can go play." He said and he wiped away the excess blood that dripped down her arm. He immediatly began testing her blood with a few other liquids placed about in vials. He put a little of her blood in each one and stirred them, then took them under a microscope. He often shook his head and finally he was done with his testing.<br/><br/>"Cyrus... she's all yours. Just as I thought No good. Better cross off the Strongglads as a gene pool." He said mostly to himself then left the girl in the iron clad room and made his way to his own study were he could hopefully think is peace and maybe get some real information he would need.