Alec Lightwood rarely cried. It was only when he was truly, emotionally hurt that he ever did. He never cried for physical pain - not even when he had his first rune carved into his fair skin or the time a Greater Demon attacked him.
The last time Alec shed a tear was when he was mourning the loss of his little brother, Max's, death. He had wanted his revenge against Sebastian and the hatred he felt towards Clary's brother, he thought at the time, would never be suppressed. But after weeks and weeks, Alec knew his younger, innocent brother would have wanted Alec to forget the pain.
To remember Max now, Alec had taken up reading Manga, something he knew his little brother loved. When he read it, he felt like Max was with him, sitting right beside him laughing at the jokes Alec still didn't get.
At the moment, Alec couldn't even muster up enough energy to read his little brother's books. He stared, dry-eyed, at the stack of Max's Manga stories on the bookshelf in Magnus's study. He still remembered the day Magnus had cleared out a shelf for him to keep them, because he knew that Alec didn't want his family to know that he began reading for Max.
It was something that Alec wanted to be a secret that he and Max could share, and Magnus had respected that.
With the thought of Magnus, Alec wanted to fall to the ground and cry, let the sobs rack his body, but no matter how hard he tried to cry the pain away, nothing came out. Alec could handle crying, as long as no one was watching or could hear. Now, there was no way for him to lessen his pain. The pain of a broken heart.
It had been five days since Magnus's death, and all Alec could do was replay the event of the fight in his head.
He had been at Taki's picking up take out for him and Magnus's date night. Magnus had rented Titanic as soon as he heard that Alec had never seen it.
It's the best, and I will pin you down and force you to watch it, Magnus had said then until Alec had agreed to watch. It was either that or letting Magnus give him a makeover.
Now, Alec wished that Magnus would give him a makeover. A hundred, maybe even a thousand makeovers - if it meant that he could have one more second with the love of his life.
After ordering, Alec had gotten a text from Jace, Clary, and Isabelle all at the same time warning him that demons were attacking the Institute and Sebastian was at the center of the invasion.
Alec had run to Magnus's to inform him. Magnus was merely sitting in his study, writing a letter, when Alec had found him. He had told Magnus exactly what was happening, only to see Magnus join him into battle. Alec knew he had to be wary, since the last time Alec and Magnus had fought together involved Magnus almost dying. But as soon as Alec had seen Sebastian, the urge to avenge Max had taken over.
Alec should have known that he was no match for Sebastian, especially after he knew that Jace could barely even take him.
Alec had almost gotten to him too, if it weren't for the familiar shriek he had heard. When he turned, Alec saw Magnus on the ground, blue sparks flying out of his hands that were pressed against himself.
At first Alec didn't understand, but then, when he reached Magnus, he could see the life draining from his body.
Within 2 minutes, Magnus Bane had left the living world.
Alec couldn't take the pain of thinking about Magnus. He didn't know how long he would take this time to mend himself back together. He knew one thing however; Alec would find a way to kill Sebastian. It was Sebastian who had killed Max first, and now Magnus too. Alec couldn't bare the fact that somewhere, in the universe, existed a boy named Jonathan Morgenstern, who had ripped all of Alec's happiness away still breathed.
Alec was about to collapse onto the floor when he remembered that the last place he had seen Magnus in this apartment was at his desk in the study.
Alec strode over and walked around the desk with his finger tracing the curves in the mahogany desk. Alec slowly sat down into Magnus's leather chair, letting the cushion curve around him.
Alec ran his index finger down the length of the desk until his finger hit something odd. It felt like a switch. Alec jabbed his finger into the switch and felt something pop out. He looked over and saw that a compartment had opened up on the side of the desk, something he hadn't seen before.
Inside was a stack of letters. On top was an orange sticky note which read: TO BE FIRE MESSAGED.
Alec shrugged. Magnus had many clients he tended to. His line of work had peculiar cliental who enjoyed a fire message every now and then. Alec found a match and match pad next to the letters, stroked the match against the pad, and set each letter carefully on fire.
After sending each one, Alec put everything back where he found it and closed the secret compartment.
It had been a long day, too long for Alec's liking. He knew he did not have enough energy to walk home, so he strode to Magnus's bedroom. Instead of sleeping in his boxers, Alec felt oddly drained of body heat - most likely because he was becoming depressed and bringing sickness upon himself. Alec opened up Magnus's closet and sighed.
He didn't mind Magnus's extravagant style, but seeing all of Magnus's clothes, whom he loved, was unbearable for Alec.
He looked through the closet until he found silk pajama bottoms and button up top Magnus had bought him from Italy. Magnus had shown them to him while he wore a matching set but his were bright, canary yellow and bedazzled with rhinestones.
Alec slipped on the black silk and tucked himself under the covers of Magnus's bed, too big now, for just one broken-hearted Shadowhunter.
Hey guys! So that was chapter 1 and I hope you liked it! The next chapters will be about people receiving their fire messages and how they react. I hope you enjoyed this and promise that more chapters will be up very soon! Tell me what you think :)