Author Note: So this is all based off of Vampires Everywhere's Album Kiss The Sun Good-bye, which is a diary of what a Vampire would write about. Each chapter is based off of the songs from the album. With each song I imagined a different part of a bigger story and I put them in the order that fit in chronological order with the story I imagined. If you haven't heard of the band, check them out, if they're not your thing then that's that.
Disclaimer: I do not own anyone from TMI, they are Cassandra Clare's I'm only playing with them for a little bit, I also do not own any amazing song lyrics, and those go to Vampires Everywhere.
To save your life
I broke the rules far past my memory
To save your life
I fought the wolves that plagued your family
You bestowed the gift
That broke the silence in my head
You kissed my lips
Broken skin burnt from past regrets
I will fight for you my only one
Save the night
The night is ours
Our love won't fall
To earn your trust
I killed your fear I killed all your enemies
To earn your trust
I carved your heart on my chest cavity
You pledged an oath
That cured the hinger in my head
You kissed my lips
Broken skin burnt from past regrets
Kisses kisses to the dead
Hypnotizing all that's left
-Carnage At The Castle, Vampires Everywhere
Alec Lightwood closed the door behind him, the sign showing that they were closed for the night hanging on the inside of the window as he locked the door before putting the keys inside of his old jeans. The night had already settled in and they sky was a gleaming dark blue, the stars barley visible with the harshness of the dank city lights dimming them from their original glory.
He walked the familiar streets to get to his apartment; pale skin reflecting in the darkness, blue eyes a shining beacon, cutting through the night, attracting unwanted pursuers beyond his imagination.
Someone grabbed him from behind, strong hands around his mouth and waist pulled him into the closest alley, throwing him into the hard concrete, letting him fall onto his hands and knees with a pained cry falling from his pale lips.
"Look what we've got here, all by himself too, looks like it's our lucky night boys," came a voice in the darkness.
Alec looked up to see four men standing around him, he tried to get up to run, but was grabbed by one of them, harsh hands pulling him close by the black strands of his hair.
"Please, let me go, I- I don't have any money with me," he pleaded, fear dripping in with his words.
A man walked up, a hollow grin set on his face. He lifted one long finger to Alec's cheek, slowly running it down past his lips, settling onto the pulse point on his neck, bringing his full hand up to grip his throat.
"Why would we want money when we could have something so much sweeter?" The man asked, opening his mouth to show two white fangs protruding from his mouth, his dark eyes growing into a pale blue and white.
Alec's eyes grew wide with a new fear, his heart racing deep in his chest, his blood quickening in panic, heating his skin.
The vampire smirked and leaned in, teeth grazing tender flesh, anticipating the warmth that would soon flow past his lips, interrupted by the two men behind him crashing into the brick wall.
His head jerked to the side, lips pulled into a tight smile when he caught a pair of glowing yellow-green eyes in the dark.
"Magnus, would you care to join me? I do believe you would like this one, a beauty through and through, though I haven't tasted him yet, he smells simply mouthwatering.
No reply came but it was only moments before the one that had Alec by his hair was thrown down the alley way, Alec being pushed away from the one who was about to bite him, throwing him onto the hard ground, a dark figure standing in front of him, facing the vampire.
"Back off, this area off limits to anyone but me," said the one in front of him, his voice icy as a cold winter night.
The other one scoffed, "It's just one little human, nothing you won't miss."
"You heard me, now get out of my territory before you lose your little group."
The vampire looked around at his beaten men, his eyes burning with hatred and annoyance.
"Don't make me say it again, my patience is wearing thin."
"This won't last long, just you wait," he replied, attempting to keep as much dignity as he could muster.
Alec's vision began to blur as he saw the men disappear into the night, he tried to move from his position against the wall, but quickly fell back down, black and blurry spotting decorating his vision.
The last thing he knew was being picked up by strong arms and pulled into a surprisingly warm body before darkness overtook him.
Alec rolled onto his side, hand clutching his pillow in a tight grasp as his eyes opened in a snap, blue eyes looking out into the side of his room, the sun coming out in rays into the small room.
Images from the previous night flooded his mind, dark shapes and shadows in the dark.
There was that man, the one who…who was a vampire…but those didn't exist, no; he must have imagined that part.
Getting up from bed he realized that he was in his clothes from yesterday, the same baggy jeans with the holes in the knees, the same faded black sweater.
He shuffled to the kitchen/dining room area of his apartment, walking over to where his phone was charging to see that he had missed a call from Izzy, asking him to call him back, and another from the tattoo parlor he worked at, wanting him to come in early, around three.
Alec glanced at the clock on his phone and it read that it was almost one already. He never woke up later than eight on any other day.
He sighed and hit Izzy's speed dial number; it didn't take long before she picked up her phone."
"Why didn't you pick up earlier, you're usually up at the ungodly hours of the morning."
Alec smiled, the corners of his mouth twitching upwards, "Sorry, I had to work late last night and I just kind of slept late is all."
"Okay…if you say so, but you work too hard sometimes, is everything okay?"
"Yah Izzy, everything is fine, nothing to worry about, I was just a little bit tired is all, nothing to worry about or anything."
"Well, if that's the case do you want to catch a late lunch or something? We haven't done that in a long time and I can get out of the house today without it being midnight or something stupid like that."
Alec glanced back at the time, "That sounds nice, I just have to be at the shop by three today."
"Three? I thought you didn't go in until five or something like that."
"I do, they just need me early today and I'm not going to complain if it means I get a few extra hours."
"Okay then, just meet me at the café in fifteen minutes and we can catch up there."
"See you then."
After a quick change of clothes, nearly identical to the ones he wore the other day, minus the fact that this sweater was a faded navy blue instead of black, Alec headed toward the café, where he'd be meeting up with Izzy.
They rarely got to spend time with each other anymore, ever since he was rejected from his parents, cut off completely, she and their adopted brother Jace were forbidden to see him. This left them with the only option of sneaking away when their parents were on business trips or at a meeting so they could see each other for a few hours. Jace and Izzy still loved Alec, he was their older brother, and they weren't going to let their parent's stupidity keep them from seeing him.
He saw Izzy sitting at a random table on the outside patio section of the little café, her clothes and make-up expertly chosen and painted on, a smile set on her face when she saw Alec.
When he got closer she stood up, heels clicking on the carved stone, embracing her brother in a hug that he returned whole heartedly. They hadn't been able to see each other for a long time, their parents have been extra careful about knowing what they were up too, if it was a party or something they didn't care all that much, but when it came to them seeing Alec, it was a whole other fight to worry about and Alec didn't want Izzy or Jace to be fighting with their parents, no matter how much they hurt him, he didn't want to see more hostility in the family.
They pulled away, smiles on their faces as they sat down in front of each other. Isabelle taking a closer look at her brother, how he looked more tired than he did the last time she saw him, how he had gotten paler and more worn down, world-weary.
Alec understood quickly why they asked him to come in as early as they did; it was busier than usual so they needed all the help they could get with people coming in and out as much as they were.
After about an hour or two it started to slow down and it was just Alec and his boss, Hodge, who was a nice guy over all, who taught him all that he needed to know so that he could work in the shop and earn enough money to get him through everything.
Hodge had went to the back to check over inventory, something he did when it was slow, when someone walked through the door, the bell chiming throughout the room, a soft ring echoing against the decorated walls.
Alec walked up to the counter to greet the person who had walked it, blue eyes catching the eyes the color of a cats, seemingly to glow in the daytime light.
He stopped for a moment before he could say anything, captivated by the man who had walked in. He was tall, taller than Alec by a good two or three inches, his skin was a light tan, hair in a controlled mess of glitter and color throughout the black spikes.
Catching up to his senses Alec smiled softly, holding out his hand, surprised by the strength of the grip, "Hello, I- I'm Alec, what can I do for you today."
The man's smile grew into a smirk, "I'm Magnus, and I was just curious and decided to stop by," he said, introducing himself, voice smooth and rich as velvet on silk.
"Are you interested in getting a tattoo?"
"Not really, but I have to admit that I do love the art that goes into tattooing. You would have to be a good artist to do something like this. At least that's what I assume. Either way the work turns out to be beautiful. It's a work of art to be forever frozen in time on your body. It's romantic in a way."
Alec looked at Magnus for a minute, eyes thoughtful and questioning, "I see what you mean and you're right about it being an art. Especially when what you put on your body has meaning and thoughtfulness to it. Then it tells your life story for everyone to see it and experience it in their own way."
Magnus' eyes sparkled, "So, tell me, what do you do here?"
"Oh, I um design some of the tattoo designs that are on the walls, and I do the tattooing as well."
"Do you have any tattoos?" Magnus asked, curious.
Alec blushed, a faint rose dusting his delicate cheeks, "I do. I have three."
Magnus opened his mouth to say more but Hodge walked in at that moment, "We're going to close up early today, Alec, would you start to close up?" He asked, eyeing the man that Alec was talking too before he turned around and headed back into the room he came out of.
Alec nodded at Hodge, turning back to Magnus, "It was nice talking to you, and I'd better start on closing," said Alec, turning around.
Magnus reached out and grabbed Alec's hand, pulling him back enough so that he'd have to turn and look back. Uncapping a pen Magnus wrote down his number onto Alec's hand, looking down into endless blue eyes, and with a slow wink, released Alec's hand with a "Call me," as he left the shop.
Lots Of Love
Author's Note: This is my first time posting in this fandom. I've written for the MCR bandom on livejournal, but this is my first on FanFiction. Tell me what you think, reviews are lovely.
And Alec does work in a tattoo parlor, I like to imagine him as artsy and I needed a job that would have someone working at later hours.