Author's note: This is my first try, so tell me what you think! I'll continue it when I have time.

DISCLAIMER- characters belong to Cassandra Clare (except for Peter and Temple)

An Angels Story

Alec PoV

I sighed happily. The one place I found I could forget all my troubles was on a horse. I was at a horse camp in the hills, far away from most civilisation. The camp was Christian and everyone here was really nice. I came here often. It wasn't that I didn't like my family, I loved my family, but I just wanted to get away from all the haters. Well actually I didn't have any love for my parents, as they were never home. Ever since I broke Sebastian's nose, he's made my life hell. Everyone seemed to hate me. Somehow he found out I was gay, and then he took it upon himself to bully me at every waking moment. There is still one thing I have managed to keep a secret from everyone excluding my siblings.

I shook my head angrily, trying to get rid of the thoughts and focus on the horses. I looked up and saw that it was my turn to canter around the arena. It was simple stuff, the camp only did beginner lessons. I tapped my heels against Temples' sides. He responded easily moving into a canter. Temple was a dun mustang and was my favourite horse. I rode him lightly and turned him with a gentle pressure on the left rein. I could lose myself easily in the rhythm of his steady pace.

"Alec!" I heard my name being called by a familiar male voice. "Come over here."

I nudged Temple towards the owner of the voice. "Hey Pete, what's up?" I asked. Peter was one of my few friends. I've known him for a long time and he's always been nice to me, no matter what kind of mood I was in. He's one of the Christian staff here and is about 30 years old with brown, curly hair.

"You got a phone call from Luke, he says he needs to speak to you, it's urgent." Peter speaks quietly so no one else it the arena could hear.

"Okay I'm coming, just let me put Temple in the yard." I say while swinging my legs down from the saddle. I take the reins and walk the mustang in the tie-up area. I loosen the saddles girth and take his bridle off because I don't know how long I am going to be.

I walk up to the shed and Peter tells me Luke is on the kitchen phone. I move up to the main building and into the kitchen, Pete trailing along behind me. I reach the kitchen, locate the phone and answer with an average happy greeting.

"Hey Luke, how are you?" He tells me he is fine but he has some really bad news for me.

Worry laces my voice as I ask what has happened. I hope my siblings are okay.

I'm speechless as he tells me what's wrong. No, no, nonononono this can't be happening, oh please no let it be a mistake. His next words crush my thoughts.

"I'm really sorry Alec but they all died. It was a fire. The house caught alight and trapped them in one room. They didn't make it. I'm sorry." He says this gently, as he probably knows it will crush me.

In my grief I forgot to hold the spell. As I sunk to the floor crying my wings shimmered and appeared on my back. With a gasp from Peter I realised that I had let the spell go. My secret was out. I needed to get away, and fast.

So I ran.