Hey guys. Just to start with, I don't own any of the characters in this story, just the story line. All the characters belong to Cassandra Clare.
Alec stared out the window of his bedroom, his phone sitting on the window sill beside him. He sighed as hem stared at the slowly descending sun, turning the sky the lavenders and soft blues of twilight. It had been merely days since he and Magnus had gone their separate ways, but he was still picking up his phone, dialing the familiar number and deciding against it before he called. It was pointless and getting him nowhere.
A sudden blue flash of light burst into existence in the middle of the room and Alec was thrown backwards, barely avoiding going through the window, instead smacking into the wall. He crumpled to the ground, unconscious.
There was a sharp knock on the door, drawing Alec back to consciousness. "Alec? What are you doing in there?" It was Isabelle, who had clearly heard the sound of him colliding with the wall. He stood, feeling unbalanced but putting that down to unconsciousness.
He pushed open the door, looking at his sister. A look of confusion came over Isabelle's face. "Izzy, what's wrong," asked Alec, staring at his sister curiously.
"Who are you and what are you doing in the Institute?"
"Iz. It's me, Alec. Did you get hit in the head or something?" He looked at her in concern.
"You aren't my brother. For one thing, Alec is a boy. And you aren't exactly male. Now who are you and what are you doing here?" Alec saw her with her fingers brushing her whip.
"What gives you the idea I'm not a guy. Yes, I'm gay, but that's no excuse to go calling me female." He pouted, crossing his arms over his chest before realizing the cause of Isabelle's confusion. He glanced down and did what any reasonable person would do; he screamed.
When Isabelle realized that Alec would not stop screaming any time soon, she smacked him/ her in the head with the butt of her whip, just enough to render a person temporarily unconscious.
Several voices woke the unconscious Alec, discovering he had been moved to the infirmary. It took him several moments to remember what had happened, a hand moving to his temple where Isabelle had whacked him. It took him less than a moment longer to realize that he had gone through a drastic change for no apparent reason.
He groaned as the bright light was blocked from his view by two silhouettes over him. "She's alive. I was getting worried you'd killed her, Iz," said Jace's voice from one of the silhouettes.
"She surprised me. She came out of Alec's room. He wouldn't have a girl over, in his room, for obvious reasons," Isabelle said indignantly.
"So you tried to kill her?" The two ignored Alec's attempts to protest. She was still the Alec they knew. She still didn't have any idea what was going on, but they were talking about Alec as if she wasn't even there.
"You're awake," said Jace, only just seeing that Alec was, in fact, awake.
"So, who are you," said Isabelle.
"I told you. It's me," Alec tried to say, but it came out hoarsely, unintelligible. Her throat was dry, telling her they hadn't given her any water while unconscious. She tried again, getting the words out this time.
"Honestly, how long are you hoping to keep this charade up?" Isabelle turned away from the bed, pouring a glass of water. Isabelle wouldn't let a stranger go without water, and that's what Isabelle obviously thought Alec was.
"What about Magnus? He'd know if there has been something going on," Jace suggested.
"Yeah, but Alec said Magnus told us not to contact him," Isabelle replied.
"He'll want to get involved if it's something important involving Alec, wouldn't he?"
"No, he wouldn't," said Alec suddenly. She felt her heart constrict in her chest at the way they were casually talking about the warlock who had broken her heart merely days before.
"It's worth a shot," Isabelle said, leaving the room before Alec could protest. Alec grabbed the glass of water, realizing you couldn't win an argument with Isabelle, even if you were right.
As the glass touched Alec's lip, Jace said, "I don't believe you. Tell me what happened to my parabatai and I'll let you out of here without telling Isabelle."
"Jace. It really is me," Alec said feebly. If Jace didn't believe her, she didn't know what she could do.
"Alec is a guy. You clearly aren't. At least tell me your name."
"Jace, I've known you since you were a ten year old boy who had just witnessed his father murdered in front of you. Tell me you don't feel anything, through the our parabatai bond."
"There is something wrong, but I'd know if you were who you say you are, wouldn't I?"
"Ask me anything that I would only know if I am who I say I am then."
Jace paused to consider for a moment. "What was the name of the first seraph blade you used the first time we fought together?" It was simple, but such a minor detail Alec had to strain to remember.
"Wasn't it Nanavi?" Alec was 99% sure she was right.
"I believe so." Jace smiled slightly. "You know, there is still no stopping Iz in calling Magnus. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said anything."
"It's fine. I probably wouldn't believe you if you told me you'd somehow been changed into a girl."
"How did it happen anyway? Like, what exactly happened? Izzy and I heard a bump, so she checked it out and here we are."
"I know about as much as you did. There was a flash of light and I hit the wall, probably the bump you heard, then Isabelle was at my door." Alec sighed. She hated being oblivious to this sort of thing.
It was then Isabelle returned and turned to Jace. "It took some convincing, but he's on his way." Alec buried herself under the sheets. Great, just great. But, of course, Isabelle wouldn't understand.
Isabelle ignored Alec, still not trusting her. Jace wasn't explaining anything, but Alec could understand that. Isabelle would probably think Jace was gullible to what Alec was saying.
Alec remained under the covers until the door opened. "I don't know why the Clave couldn't deal with this instead of calling me every time someone scrapes a knee," came Magnus's voice, causing Alec to cringe under the covers. She wished to disappear. Alec had been feeling the guilt of the reason Magnus had left her for the past few days.
"We didn't want to tell the Clave about this until we're certain," said Isabelle.
"You could have summoned a lesser warlcok. The high warlock of Brooklyn is a busy man," replied Magnus.
"We thought you would be best for this."
"Let's just get this over with," said Magnus. "Where is this girl?" A hand grabbed the sheets covering Alec, who pinned it to the edge of the bed to keep it like a tent over her. It took less than a minute though for Jace to pull it free of Alec's grip.
Alec sat scowling at Jace, not even looking at the warlock beside Isabelle. She did look at the warlock when he began muttering to Isabelle. "I don't appreciate you talking about me as if I'm not here," Alec said, glaring at them.
"Fine. If you must know, I was trying to get an idea what's going on," Magnus said after a moment. He, unlike Isabelle, was looking at Alec how one would look at an old friend. So Magnus did believe what Alec was saying.
"So, is she telling the truth or not," demanded Isabelle.
"To the best of my knowledge, something happened in Alexander's room. There are the slightest traces of magic around her, but whether the change is temporary or otherwise is unknown," Magnus said.
"So, she definitely is Alec," said Isabelle.
"Definitely. You do need to tell your parents, and the Clave, what's happened to Alexander." With that, Magnus left the room without another word. Isabelle kept glancing at Alec.
"You know, if you're going to be a girl for an indefinite amount of time, Izzy should take you shopping," said Jace, barely containing a grin at Alec's horrified look.
"I am not wearing a skirt or dress," Alec said indignantly.
"But there's a shop just down the road with a dress that would match your eyes," said Isabelle, smiling softly.
"Come within ten feet of me with anything remotely girly and I'll kidnap your whip for a week," Alec said, though not too convincingly.
"Fine, I'll just get Jace to."
Jace held his hands up in surrender. "I wouldn't put Alec through that. But Magnus did have a point. Someone is going to have to tell your parents."
"Could you do it? I don't want Mom flipping out at a random girl in the Institute," Alec asked Isabelle.
"Because that will go down so well over dinner. 'Mom, Dad, something happened and now Alec's a girl.'" Isabelle couldn't help but grin.
"Remember, it might not be permanent. I sure as hell hope it's not," said Alec. She ran her fingers through the hair that now came to around her shoulders. "At least Dad doesn't have to worry about me being gay at the moment."
I have no idea where I got the name of the Seraph blade from, but whatever. Thanks.