Hey guys! Now those of you who know me, know that I write primarily Klaine based fanfictions; however, Malec has always been one of my fave gay couples ever and after re-reading every one of The Mortal Instruments series and The Bane Chronicles, and obviously the season 2 finale of Shadowhunters, I am now going to start writing more Malec fanfics: starting with this one!
I unfortunately don't own Malec or Matt Daddario or Harry Shum Jr, cry cry.
Chapter 1: Clary Friggin' Fray
Alec Lightwood-Bane, the Head of the New York Institute, was stood at his desk, reading the previous week's reports on all of the demon attacks that had been occurring recently. Four of them he had personally dealt with, along with his brother and sister, and together had ridden two Greater demons, a flock of Edomai demons, and some semi-corporeal Ravener demons which were terrorizing the subways. Overall, he had, had a pretty busy week, and he was kind of hoping that this week would be less frantic with more paperwork than field work.
"Alec? You in here?" he heard his parabatai call from the outside of his office.
"Sure Jace, come in!" Alec shouted to him. His blond brother entered the room with a smirk on his face and a seraph blade in hand. "Why are you armed when coming into my office?" he chuckled.
"Had a call out, apparently Pandemonium is flooded with Shape-Shifters. Wreaking havoc everywhere," Jace informed him. Alec groaned and rubbed his face with his hands. His husband Magnus probably called it in, being the owner of the club and all, and not that Magnus couldn't handle the demons; it's just that he was pregnant and did not want him under any stress.
"Okay. We'd better get going then, grab Izzy on the way out," Alec declared, heading towards the weapon's room.
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After grabbing his compound bow and arrows, along with a seraph blade and dagger, Alec, Jace and Isabelle headed towards Pandemonium, hoping that by the Angel, they hadn't killed anybody yet.
"Magnus will be fine, Alec," Izzy comforted her brother, "he's not the High Warlock of Brooklyn for nothing, you know?"
"I know that Izzy, I just can't help worrying. He may be the most powerful warlock in New York, but he can't be put under any stress. After his pregnancy with Grace-" he started, not wanting to think about what had happened with their first baby.
"Well we don't want that to happen again." Izzy just sighed at her brother and carried on the short walk to the Magnus' club.
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The Shadowhunters had arrived at Pandemonium, ready and armed to face however many demons had decided to invade the club that night. Alec grimaced as they reached the front door, the place was swarming with mundanes and every kind of supernatural life-form there was. Alec nodded at Meliorn, the Seelie bouncer that night and he stood aside to let the Nephilim in. He turned around to find Izzy behind him, but no Jace… typical, he was probably seducing some Faerie he had bumped into.
"Jace!" Alec called, finding the blond talking to a red-headed mundane who looked to be arguing with him about something; not like Alec couldn't care less about Jace's love life, but they needed him for the mission. With Alec's personal life involved, he knew he would be more focused on protecting Magnus than dealing with the demons, hence the reason he brought his siblings. They were the best Shadowhunters of their generation after all.
Jace soon appeared and they stalked into Pandemonium as if they owned the place, technically Alec kind of did but that was besides the point. Alec was instantly on the hunt for his husband as soon as they reached the dance floor, that was where he was usually found. But to no avail, Magnus was nowhere to be found on the main floor, "perhaps he was in the back room?" Alec thought to himself. He could see Isabelle scouring the floor for the signature purple eyes of the Shape-Shifters, whilst Jace went around the bar, asking the staff if they had seen anything peculiar (besides what they would normally see.)
"Nobody has seen anything more unusual than normal," Jace informed Alec as he pushed his way through the crowd of Downworlders with a human beer in his hand. Alec just shook his head at the younger man and proceeded to find Magnus. "Oh Magnus is by the bar, you know, mingling," Jace told his brother. At that, Alec moved in the direction of the bar to find his beloved.
Jace was right, Magnus was stood by the bar, being talked at by some mundane. Alec watched from afar, regarding his husband's appearance that night. Purple silk shirt, white skinny jeans, a pair of Alec's combat boots and an assortment of jewellery, a beautiful sight for sore eyes, in Alec's opinion. However, he grew exceptionally angry when he saw the mundane touch Magnus, and start to stroke his arm. As far as anything was concerned, only Alec touched Magnus like that; and was pleased when Magnus pulled back from the slimy mundane. Alec decided that he was tired of observing his husband and went to him, desperate to be near the man, wanting him near him.
Alec walked up behind his lover and wrapped his arms around his waist, nipping his ear lobe as he went. He smiled when he felt Magnus relax into his touch and clasped his hands over Alec's own.
"Hey you," Alec whispered into his ear, kissing his neck lightly so much so that Magnus visibly shivered.
"Hey, buddy, we were talking. Get lost," the mundane told him, his face growing red with annoyance.
"Yeah? Well now you're not," Alec growled, moving his left hand over to Magnus' chest and drumming his fingers against it, making his silver wedding band obvious. The guy still didn't move, so Alec started to nip Magnus' neck and pulled him closer to him, leaving bruises on his tanned neck and a flush on his lover's face.
"Alexander, what's gotten into you?" Magnus purred, turning to face his husband, away from the mundane, wrapping his arms around the Shadowhunter's neck.
"I hate seeing people touch you like that, my husband instincts kick in," Alec smiled, leading the warlock to a sofa near the back of the club.
"Jealous were we?" Magnus chuckled, kissing his husband as they sat down.
"Jealous? No. More like possessive of what is mine," he smirked, pulling away from his husband as Isabelle appeared.
"Hey Magnus," she said in greeting. "Alec, we found four of the Shape-Shifters in the back, they're planning something big," she told her brother, a worried look etched on her face. Alec immediately stood up and told Magnus to stand at the back curtain, to make sure no mundanes came in.
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The Shadowhunters moved quickly, engaging in a fight in Magnus' back room. Magnus couldn't help but be worried about his Shadowhunter, yet he knew he would always come back to him, alive. Alec and his daughter Grace meant the world to him, he would always fight for his family, as would Alexander.
Magnus could hear the fighting going on and grimacing when he heard Alec yell, when a red-headed mundane came up to him, demanding to see 'the blond one'.
"No one is allowed in the back I'm afraid. Business," he told the girl sternly. Yet he couldn't help but look her over curiously, kind of remembering her from somewhere. The red hair, the green eyes, the pale skin, all flashed before him, trying to figure out where he had seen her before.
"Look, somebody dangerous is back there. You need to phone the police!" she argued, trying to push her way past Magnus. Magnus just huffed, and with a flick of his wrist, picked her up and moved her about ten feet away from him. The mundane's face looked terrified but determined. "What are you?!"
"None of your concern. Now please, leave," Magnus said, summoning some of the club's bouncers to his location.
To Magnus' surprise, the red-head started to shake violently and with a surge of power, she pushed Magnus so hard that he flew into the far wall and landed with a crash. The mundane looked utterly horrified at what she had done, and raced to him, asking him if he was okay and apologising profusely.
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Raphael heard something from where he was chatting to a Seelie, and raced to the scene, finding his friend Magnus curled up on the floor with a mundane shaking him.
"What did you do?!" he yelled at the girl, instantly pushing her away from the warlock.
"I'm not sure! I'm so sorry!" she wept, tears pouring down her face. Raphael ran into the back room to where he saw the Nephilim enter and found Alec. Alec could feel his love run tingling on his wrist, but chose to ignore it figuring Magnus was just getting stomach cramp, until Raphael came rushing in.
"Alec! It's Magnus!" the vampire called to the dark-haired Shadowhunter. Alec turned to look at him and his face turned to utter fright, he ran from the back room and followed Raphael to where he found his husband curled on the floor, clutching his stomach and crying with pain.
"Mags! Magnus, what happened?" he asked his lover, picking him up from the floor and carrying him to the leather sofa.
"She did something!" Raphael growled, pointing to the red-haired mundane that Alec recognised as the one Jace was talking to.
"What could a mundane possibly do?" Alec questioned, staring at the girl in disbelief.
"She's not a mundane," Magnus mumbled, trying to sit himself up. "She's Jocelyn Fairchild's daughter. She's Nephilim." Alec looked at his husband curiously, surely he hadn't hit his head that hard?
"How do you know my mother?" the girl asked, glaring at the man curled up on the couch.
"Never mind that. Magnus, what did she do to you?" Alec asked, pulling the injured warlock into his lap and nuzzling the man's cheek in comfort. Raphael recognised the gesture and smiled softly at his friends, this was the gesture in which the couple shared at their wedding reception, and when Grace was born.
"I pushed him. But I swear I never meant to! And he sort of flew," the girl explained, tears still streaming down her face. Alec began to growl at the girl, and Raphael removed the girl away from the Shadowhunter. He knew that when it came to Magnus, nobody got in his way. Alec was kind of glad when Raph moved the girl, he didn't know what he would have done to her if Magnus was even the slightest bit hurt.
"Alexander, I'm okay. Just a bit shaken, that's all," Magnus told the Nephilim, flashing a wide smile and kissing his husband. Alec put so much emotion into the kiss, that when they pulled back, Magnus was crying.
"What's wrong, baby?" Alec asked, concern all over his face. He began to caress his husband's cheek when Magnus was about to reply. However, Jace and Isabelle returned, covered in demon ichor and slime.
"What happened?" Izzy asked, checking over her warlock brother-in-law for injuries.
"Some mundane girl pushed him," Alec grumbled, still cuddling his husband.
"She's not a mundane! I know because her mother paid me to put a block in her mind. She's a Shadowhunter raised in the mundane world. However, I did not know she could do that," Magnus informed them, now fully sitting up against his husband.
"I think Catarina needs to look you over, buddy," Jace told the warlock with a smile, "he must have really hit his head."
"Shut up Herondale! I am completely sane at the minute, so sane I could send you through Hell twice over!" Magnus snarled, not liking it when people called him a liar.
"Mags, don't get worked up over Jace. You know better than that," Alec told him, smirking at his parabatai. Jace just looked disgruntled at that, bid a silent apology and went off to find the 'mundane' girl.
"I hate your brother sometimes," the warlock complained to no one in particular, cuddling up to Alec even more.
"I know Magnus, so do we," Izzy laughed, giving the warlock a comforting hug. "Now who did you say the girl was?" Magnus deliberated for a while, trying to remember the girl's name, rushing through his memories from the past 15 years to Jocelyn's visits.
"Her name is Clary. Clary Fray..."
How'd you like my first chapter? I hope you do! I will be updating this often as it is already written on Archive Of Our Own if you want the full story there. Also i apologise for the harsh line breaks, for some reason FF keeps deleting the asterisks or other symbols or even just a single line break to help break up my story. Hope you enjoyed, lots of love xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx