It had only been two days since the funeral of his mother. In those past two days, his father had taken the liberty of haphazardly packing his sons - not that he would ever call him so after this - belongings into a single rucksack, had pushed him out the door - only gently enough to not break a bone, and sent him on his way. Being six years old, barely knowing who or what he was, Marcus Bane wandered aimlessly, but not far, from his home.
The first night, Marcus only walked a mile from his house before turning back and sleeping in the hay in his father's barn. He didn't understand. He stared at the rafters, the severed rope, where his mother hanged herself. Why'd she do it? He wasn't even old enough to understand the concept of punishment, so how could he answer his own question, let alone understand that it was his own fault. Just for being what he is.
The second day, Marcus traveled farther, but he still turned back. He still slept in that barn. Under those rafters. In that hay. He slept there every night until his father found him. Marcus just stared in horror. But his father, stoic and silent, stood at the the gaping door and waited for this danger of a child to leave.
Marcus never went back.
As he grew older, he began to understand. I'm a warlock. Sitting in libraries all over, he'd read and read and read. Myths about warlocks and their powers. He soon realized all the myths were only half right. 15 years old. He felt the first tingling sensation in his palms. He saw the blue sparks leave the tips of his fingers as the grasses around him grew in a frantic circle.
19 years old. Marcus feels his name is too human. Magnus. Magnus Bane.
He never aged past 19, but only physically. He wisened up. He drew and quick and sharp wit throughout the 800 years before he first stumbled over his words.
Standing in his foyer, in Brooklyn, New York, this gorgeous boy is staring at him. All Magnus can stand to say is to his face: "And you, call me?" With a satisfactorily fooling wink, he let the boy's friends out the door and turned back to find himself changed. Unlike any other change in his life.