My Golden Boy
Clary sighed as she turned around in the bed. To find it empty ruined her peaceful mood. Every single night it was empty. Jace didn't seem to want to spend the night with her. She could hear him coming out of bed in the middle of the night(when he thought she was sleeping ) and creap out of the house. Clary leaned up, rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand. Why was it like this every single night. She was sick of it and frankly she ought not to care anymore.
"The demon you captured. Did you kill it?"
Clary stopped, her eyes wide. They were outside her door. The voice that first talked didn't sound familiar.
"Yes. She wasn't being cooperative so I killed her. Left her remains infront of her husbands door."
Clary's breath stopped. Jace wouldn't do that. Would he.
"Very good. Now come . I have an important task for you."
The club was dank with the sour smell of sweat burning Jaces nose.
"Come this way."
Jace followed the warlock closely, always being aware of his surroundings. He noticed one fair folk. They had no skin on their face instead their face was coven out of icy and lilies. Their ripcase was open and tied around with decorative ribbons. It's wings were chipped at the end and dripping with some sort of liquid.
Jace almost gaged at the sight but reminded himself that he had seen worse.
The sound of a door slamming made Jace come out of his daydream.
The warlock was sitting on his chair his hands interlocked and looking at Jace with his blue eyes.
"Well If your done dilly dallying…"
"So sorry Igor. I was busy thinking about how you changed your room from yesterday," Jace lied.
"Do not lie to me Nephlim."
"Yes sir."
"Good. Now I have a reason to call you to me."
Jace said nothing and waited for the warlock to speak.
"You remember Magnus?" Igor asked.
Jace's golden eyes widened. He hadn't seen the warlock since he was a teenager and he was nearly 30 now.
"Yes, of course I remember him. He was a close family friend before he disappeared."
Igor laughed. "Disappeared huh? Magnus playing his tricks again."
"Tricks?" Jace asked.
"You see. Magnus turned up at my work in the early hours of yesterday pleading for me to let him live with me. Now I'm not sure what hes been doing for these past years but whatever it was it kept him in bad shape."
"Is he here now?" Jace asked.
"Yes-"
Jace sprinted to the door which led to Igors room. Jace slammed it open and saw a very grey and very still magnus on the bed.