Hey guys! This is my first fic and I'm very excited. So feel free to tell me everything I'm doing right or wrong...I'd love to hear your opinion. A small explanation...The events in this fic are happening in season 1 and Alec and Magnus have never met before. Their first meeting will be in the past. Feel free to ask about anything confusing! I'll try to update twice in a week, or at least once if I'm super busy. OK, I'm done with yapping! Enjoy!
The fight has never truly been a problem for Alec. With or without Jace, he was an exceptional warrior, and he knew that. Except in this situation, he would've preferred to have Jace with him then go alone. Warlock were by far the most powerful part of the Downworld. Maybe alongside the fairies. So a warlock gone rogue, was undeniably a dangerous mission. And now he was going to face one… alone. He didn't know what made him reach the decision to do this.
He could've waited for Jace to return, from whatever it was he rushed off to do with Clary this time, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. Was he angry? No, not angry. Maybe frustrated. Their parabatai bond seems to become more and more irrelevant ever since Clary appeared in their lives. It was incomprehensible to Alec, how can things escalate so quickly. Before he went as far to admit to himself he was starting to hate Clary, he realized with fright that what he was feeling was mostly clear jealousy. And more so, unjustified jealousy. It's not like anything could ever happen between him and Jace. They were brothers, parabatai for God's sake. He really needed to put his feelings aside before everything collapsed and everyone was able to see what's inside him. Not to mention the fact that he could die tonight if he didn't pull himself together because this was certainly not an easy mission.
His conscience clearer than before, he realized that this couldn't be the wisest move he's done. What possessed him to go and try to capture a warlock alone? And at the same time he knew he had to do something because the Clave was growing impatient about this. Pushing his fear aside, one last time he entered the alley in which the warlock lair was supposed to be. He focused on trying to see anything unusual, but nothing seemed out of order. He spent some time looking around, unsuccessfully, and just when he decided that it's probably for the best that he didn't find anything tonight and deciding to go home and come back with Izzy, or maybe even Jace if he chooses to show up back in the Institute in the near future, he heard a whooshing sound behind him. He turned around swiftly, pulling out an arrow and aiming in the direction where the sound came from. The alley was empty.
Carefully, he started moving towards the end when he heard the same noise again from behind him. He turned around instantly, and then the sounds of shrill, loud laughter filled the air.
"You shadowhunters are so easily deceived. One would think with all the time you had been on top of all other kinds you'd become brighter, more evolved, but you're still the same fools as before." sneered the warlock. He was standing in front of Alec now, no fear in his eyes, just a glint of amusement in his gaze that made Alec feel uneasy and slightly angry. "Still I do have to say, you are probably one of their bravest, or stupidest soldiers I've ever known in my very long life. Or you're simply arrogant." He finished losing every trace of a smile from his face.
Finally, faced with the danger he went looking for, Alec felt his courage return full force. Especially after the warlock's remarks.
"Lorenzo Rey, you are under arrest by order of the Clave. They've lost account of how many times you've broken the Accords and you represent a threat to the entire community, Downworlders and Shadowhunters alike." he told the warlock, proud of the authoritative, strong sound of his voice, despite the dread that seemed to creep inside him.
At that Lorenzo laughed again. Humorless, cold laugh. "I'm unable to grasp how you and your Clave are responsible for any of my activities. My actions are my own, and you and your stupid Clave, and Accords that serve only your kind are definitely not the rules I have to live by. Especially since it's your kind that declares war again."
At Alec's perplexed look Lorenzo continued his speech. "Why so surprised, Shadowhunter? Those lovely accords of yours were struck just to calm us down, after your very own kind slaughtered and wiped out everything with demon blood that was on their path, led by Valentine. Who, as I've understood has returned. After the Clave specifically told us he was dead. So your Accords are based on a lie. So I don't have to follow them and wait for history to repeat itself."
Alec turned his words around in his head and the warlock seemed to wait to see what Alec's judgment will be after his words. After a while, Alec spoke, warily. "Look Lorenzo, you may be right. He was under their noses and they didn't manage to catch him the first time around. But the truth is that, that is the Clave's biggest shame. Valentine and his followers are not a part of the Clave, and they certainly aren't the example by which Shadowhunters are working these days. These men betrayed the Clave as much as they betrayed the entire Downworld. And until recently, no one knew Valentine is still alive, so you can't blame that on the Clave." he paused looking the warlock in the eyes. "But as for you, and your crimes you are very well aware that your crimes go further than just wanting a change and protesting against the Clave. You've killed. Some Shadowhunters, and even some mundanes in the process. And that needs to be put to an end."
He saw the fury in Lorenzo's eyes and he realized their conversation has come to an end. The arrow that he readily kept in his hands all thorough their talk was finally shot. Lorenzo blocked it with a simple spell, and then send his own wave of magic towards Alec, who quickly ducked out of its way. He fired a couple more arrows, but none of them seemed to push through Lorenzo's defensive spell. He felt the gravity of his mistake of coming here alone, starting to weigh down on him again. How did he thought he would be able to defeat a powerful warlock on his own? He didn't think. That was the problem. He jumped right into it without considering, which was nothing like him at all. And now he was going to pay for it.
Lorenzo grew tired of his defense and stroked at Alec again who fired a shot at the same time. Lorenzo was unable to defend himself so quickly so the arrow hit his arm, at the same time as his magic hit Alec. He growled in pain while Alec hit the ground pain flaring through his entire body. Lorenzo approached him and looked at him, gaze full of disgust and hatred.
"I have to tell you, Shadowhunter. I didn't think you had it in you. To last this long in a fight with me. That's why I will not be as merciful as I planned to be." Alec reached for his bow, which was instantly rushed away from his hands. "See, I planned on killing you, but now I have a better idea. It will take a huge effort to do it, but it's gonna be so much fun. For me, at least."
He murmured some Latin phrases and a huge portal opened right next to Alec. "A life, without your friends and family, where no one will know who you are and in a very different time from the one you've lived in. Enjoy." he smiled a most charming smile and pushed Alec through the portal.