Chapter 2: Intruder the house! Or shadows in the apartment?
Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians it belongs to Rick Riodian nor do I own the Mortal Instruments, it belongs to Cassandra Clare, but the plot is original and rightfully belongs to me.
Magnus's POV:
I was dressed in a well fitting jacket and brand new boots. The sky was misty and I feared it was to rain, which would not please my lovely buckle up shoes. Just my luck, I thought as a soft sprinkle seemed to drizzle from the sky. I conjured an umbrella and held it elegantly over my shoulder. I strutted quickly across the street eager to get to my apartment out of the rain. It wasn't the most lovely neighborhood I have seen over my 400 years alive. The pavement was cracked and the walls were covered with fresh graffiti. I strutted around a corner into an alley, and thats when I saw the demon. It was a hideous looking thing, two head attached to a snakelike body. Its tail was barbed and I could tell it was certainly venomous. Fangs were sprouting from its mouth, also dripping venom. A scrawny black haired teen was passed out on the ground. Even while he was unconscious he radiated power. A skeleton and a bright blonde haired boy were left fighting the demon. He was a good fighter but his sword wasn't runed and was absolutely useless against the demon. The skeleton was ready to collapse as its summoner, which I assumed was the black haired teen, was unconscious. I zapped the demon with a burst of bright blue energy. The blonde haired boy whipped his head around at him, surprised. He reminded me of Jace, with his sunny looks, but his features were less defined, more soft. The skeleton then melted into the ground, and the blonde hair boy fell to the ground, and leaned against the brick alley wall.
"Hello," I said. Sounded like a good place to start.
"Who are you," the boy muttered, trying to sound threatening I supposed, but came out in a weak stutter.
"Magnus Bane, High Warlock of Brooklyn," I replied.
"Will Solace," he said. "Warlock," he murmured to himself, just shaking his head. "What do you want?" he asked, wearily.
"Why, I was just on the way to my apartment, when I saw you two in the alley, fighting, or should I say attempting to fight, a demon," I responded ever so merrily.
"If you say so," the boy coughed out, and passed out weakly on the pavement. Sighing, I began chanting to open a portal, creating a tunnel of light in the alley way. I grabbed Will and the other boy and shoved them into the portal. Arriving at my apartment, I set the unconscious boys on the couch. I went to sleep, and woke up to grab some coffee to start my day when I saw one of the boys wake up. Turns out it was the dark haired boy. He was poised in the room with a dagger, no idea where he got that from, I guess he had it on him, in a fighting stance.
"Who are you? Where am I? Whats wrong with Will?" he demanded.
"Enough with that dagger, sit down," I told him, as I raised my hand, forcing him to sit down. He resisted at first, he fought surprisingly well against my bonds. I knew he was powerful, but his strength was dampened from the battle with the demon. I was surprised he didn't defeat the demon. Why? "Don't give me a hard time. You are in no condition to fight and you know it ," I advised.
"Oh, styx," he cussed, and allowed the bonds to pull him to the couch. I pondered over who would use styx as a cuss word. By then I was relatively sure he wasn't human. He had the air of a warlock, but I didn't saw no warlock's mark. And if he was a warlock he should've of defeated that demon. He had the power.
"To answer your questions, I am Magnus Bane High Warlock of Brooklyn, and you are in my apartment. As you lovely friend Will over there, he's fine, just a little worn down, I'd say. I was on my way to my apartment when I saw you to fighting a demon," I responded evenly. "My turn," I asked, "may I ask, who are you?"
"Nico," he said suspiciously, "Nico Di Angelo."
"How did you get in a fight with a demon? Are you a warlock?" I asked.
"Warlock," he laughed, "but I suppose anything is possible the days." He sighed, wearily, and started in a somber tone. "Me and my… friend… Will are demigods. We have been chased by Gaea ever since the war was lost."
"Friends, you say," I said suggestively. I had a feeling it was a bit more. The guy looked kind of ticked off.
"None of business," he spat.
"Touchè, touchè," I murmured amused. He looked furious.
"Shut up," Nico sputtered out, "you know nothing about my relationship with Will." He was trembling all over. Darkness seemed to leak out of him, like spilled ink.
"So, who is this Gaea" I asked, eager to change the subject. However curious I was, I had a feeling I would regret if I asked more.
"Evil earth goddess, all over the news, knocking down presidents like chess pieces, haven't heard of her?" he said sarcastically, laughing without humor.
"Ahh, so thats what those vampires were saying," I murmured. There has been tidbits of gossip floating all around, so I was not surprised. In fact, it was very, very, hard to get me surprised, but now I had a chance to get all the information, which was the most surprising thing itself. "So tell me, Nico Di Angelo, what exactly is a demigod?" The boy seemed to look at me, levelly, sizing me up, like everyone does. Surprisingly, he wasn't blind with anger and underestimated me, he seemed to acknowledge my power, though apparently my commentary with Will made him furious.
"A demigod is the spawn of gods and mortals," Nico replied with an even steady tone. Kind of like mine, I thought. This was getting better and better. So maybe this would be how a demigod mini-me be like, I decided. He just needed a little more glitter.
"Gods, you say? Which ones?" I asked. I was insanely curious, but I tried to hide it. Should there be an off spring of a deity other than an angel… mmm… this was getting interesting. I wondered what the Nephilim would think of this: having other deity's then their beloved angels.
"The ones from the Greek myths, Zeus, Poseidon, Hades, Roman too, I may add, Jupiter, Neptune, Pluto," he said. I noticed the way his voice changed when he said Hades.
"Which god are you related too?" I asked.
"Hades, Lord of the Dead," Nico said. I started running through the stories of Greek myths. I have read a lot, but the morality of gods were mixed. They were not holy like Angels, but then again, the true goodness of the angel's divine justice could be questioned. They reminded me more of the most powerful of warlocks, with the haughtiness of the Nephilim.
"I'm guessing you inherited some powers from him," I questioned, twirling my signature blue sparks "that skeleton you summoned?" He eyed the sparks warily.
"I can summon the dead, shadowtravel, and zap things occasionally, and more … interesting things," he said. I wanted this confirmed. Were these demigod real? Time to find out.
"Prove it," I said, simply. Nico gave me a hard look. Darkness now seemed to rush out of him now, spilling a deathly cast over the room. The temperature seemed to drop with a magic induced chill. Nico suddenly sprung up and grabbed my hand, and yanked me into a corner. Shocked, I lost my composure and stumbled right into him. I was ready to yank away, when it happened. The world seemed to melt away into darkness. I felt a whoosh as the world seemed to be enveloped in a void. I hope it was not the void. If this boy took me to hell, I would be pissed. I was being pulled at hundreds of miles per hour. Whispers seemed to beckon me, trying to convince me to follow them. Remember me, love me, they seemed to say. Take me, I need you, you're my only hope. Pressure seemed to envelope me, tugging me. It's all on you Magnus Bane. Save us. "Magnus Bane! " a voice shouted.
"Don't listen," Nico said. "The Dead shall only bring you down."
"Hey! Let me go! What are you doing!" I cried out.
"Don't let go, or you'll get lost in the fields of adsphoel or worse," he said. I clenched onto his hand tighter, but it didn't make me feel any better. Nico was just as scary as the swarms of ghosts that seemed to slowly choke them in the night.
"What are we doing?" I screamed, almost desperately. I've never felt anything like this in my entire life. I. It frightened me more then summoning any other demon. The darkness was so empty, it was suffocating, and the ghosts did no help. Marbles carefully sliding through a maze, carefully avoiding tipping over into a deep endless void of absolute nothing. It was different then a portal. Portal's were bright. We were shadows. Transforming into the darkest of substances slipping through layers of dimensions into an underworld of shadows, fading from earth. It made me wonder if everyone felt this away. Maybe it was just me because it was nothing like I ever felt before. It was new. It was more then thrilling, it was scary. It was painful scary, like someone was sucking the life out of me, it made my entire existence seem to melt, dripping away drop by drop. My composure was lost. A whirl of colors suddenly consumed me pulling me. Then I fell hard onto pavement. The world seemed solid again, full of so many objects, it was almost as consuming as the darkness. I looked up to find a dagger at my throat.
"Shadowtravel," Nico whispered.
"How…" I asked, as I looked up at Nico. He had a sly grin that could make (insert famous wrestler/fighter here) run in terror. I was already so frazzled already, I didn't want to put a fight against him.
"You learn it when running away from Gaea's monsters all the time," he said.
"Who's Gaea?" I questioned, not liking her at all. The last thing I needed was another devil on top of Sebastian and all the shadowhunter drama.
"The evil primadorial earth goddess who killed thousands of my kind. Now, I ask the questions," he said. "Why would Will's dagger not work on that monster?"
"It was a demon. They can only be killed by the Nephlhim's blades," I said.
"Who are the Nephlhim," Nico asked, looking me in the eyes. Darkness no longer seemed to leak out of him, it radiated out of him in waves. Every instinct screamed to look away, to run, to bow down and beg for mercy. And I never begged for mercy. It took all my will-power not to flinch.
"They are part angel, often bratty, sometimes sexy shadowhunters, who protect the mundane world from demons" I responded, thinking of Alec, the thought brought me comfort, allowing me to keep my voice steady.
"Where can I get one of their blades," Nico said.
"Can't, they only stored in institutes or churches which are heavily guarded, and you need Nephlhim blood to use them anyway," I said. Nico's eyes seem to bore into mine, looking for lies. I hope I was truthful enough, I was pretty sure Nico's godly blood could pass for shadowhunter blood. Thought shadowhunters were holy, Nico… didn't seem like it. Yet "divine justice" was often brutal and creepy too.
"Fine," he said. I breathed a sigh of relief. Nico grabbed my hand again. All I could think, was oh s***. Shadowtraveling. Shadowtraveling wasn't as bad as it was before. I already knew to hold on to Nico and not to listen to the ghosts. But they still haunted me. They whipsered about all the despair in the world. They were tempting, they wanted me to save them, they were so alone, something I could relate to…
"Magnus!" Nico shouted.
"Huh? Save them…" I groaned.
"Saving The Lost is like trying to save someone who's drowning. You try to pull them up but they just drag you down with them. Stop." Shocked, I snapped out of my trance. I never lost will-power like this. I hope shadowtraveling didn't do something permanent to my mind, what if it made it was this hard to deal with magic all the time? Suddenly, Nico let go of my hand. I couldn't help it, I screamed. I was going to fall into void. Lost in the dead. No one to love me. I wouldn't see Alec any more. I would be stuck hoping that some innocent shadow traveler would try to pull me back to life, only for me to take me to take them down with me.T hen a barrage of blinding lights, and flashes of sharp vivd color edging their way into a fraction on my vision, overpowered my mind. This was the true agony began. I felt with a clunk as I fell hard into room. My apartment, idiot, I thought groggily. Then crashes of pain, fell into me in waves. I was so, so, tired, if I moved a muscle I swear the world would of shattered. Keeping my eyes open was torture. I was so stuck in the shadows being in reality crushed me. Like I was given a deadly drug, couldn't live with it, couldn't live without it. I passed out dead on the floor.
I woke up … on the floor?
"What just happened?" I thought aloud. I remembered the demigods, shadowtraveling, and then regretted it. Why couldn't I just of forgotten? I stumbled over to my coffee maker and looked around. I checked my signature calendar, that auto updated by magic with Magnus Bane scrawled on the top in neon glittery letters. Almost 48 hours I was out. Then I realized: Nico Di Angelo and Will Solace were nowhere to be found.
"No Jace, they're not kidding," I said.
Izzy's POV:
Meetings are so boring. Especially when Mayrse has to run them. I was going to fall asleep. Ughhh, where's Simon?
"I'm Percy Jackson, I am a demigod, a son of Poseidon from the greek myths," black-haired boy declared. Ha. This is … interesting. Was he being sarcastic? Maybe Jace could hookup. Though from the seems of it he and his girlfriend were pretty close. Simon better be here soon. I'm thinking way to much about him. Darn. Simon wasn't the best shadowhunter but I didn't care. Knowing him he was still half asleep in bed. (AN: In this story Simon magically got his memory's back and is now a shadowhunter, but still remembers his time as a vampire. This isn't totally out of the blue, I just don't want to spoil anything, so just roll with it ok?)
"I'm Annabeth Chase, I'm a daughter of Athena," blonde girl said. Ha. So… his girlfriend's was backing him up. Interesting.
"You're kidding right?" Jace said. Ha. That is so Jace. Interesting. JK, no, not interesting. Not interesting at all really.
"Captain obvious today? Aren't we?" I said sweetly.
"No Jace, they're not kidding," Magnus said. What? Well this just got very, very, interesting. Magnus Bane did know a lot of stuff. Maybe he had something legit.
"Why would you think that," I asked curiously.
"Because I've met a demigod before," Magnus said. He didn't look happy about it.
"Who?"the Percy boy, the one who claimed to be son of Poseidon, inquired.
"Nico Di Angelo and Will Solace" Magnus muttered, saying the name as if were a curse. Especially the "Nico" part of it.
"Ohh.. what happened?" Percy said.
"I don't want to talk about it," Magnus grumbled. Alec squeezed Magnus said. Did Magnus… look scared?
"You didn't piss him of did you?" Percy asked. Noticing the expression on Mangus face he cringed. "Oh, so you did piss him off?"
"Demigods are dangerous," Magnus declared. That set the mood, didn't it? Right. Everyone looked kind of shocked. Magnus and admitting danger is not an occurrence that happened often. Usually, Magnus was just as reckless as me. Well, when he felt like it and when Alec didn't object. So maybe all the time. But he would be reckless all the time, if Alec didn't worry all the time.
"Nico is… a special case. He's actually a really nice guy, if you don't make him really angry or don't catch him in a bad mood
"I should of just left them fighting that demon," Magnus responded.
"Yikes," I muttered. Mayrse looked from me, to Magnus, to Alec, to Percy, giving us meaningful looks. She seemed to scream at Magnus you'd better tell me, but it was probably in vain because Magnus wasn't the type of person you could stare down easily. Or at all. He was 200 years old. Or was it 300? What was Mayrse thinking? She'll probably just get a snappy comment from him.
"He forced me into shadowtraveling," Magnus blurted out. Wow, I really need to re-asses my character assessment of Magnus. This was surprising. Gosh, when these demigods are around everything is surprising. It's interesting, like when Clary first came. Saving the world, getting the Mortal Cup, all that fun stuff. Of course, it wasn't very interesting for Clary, poor girl. Interesting could come with complications. We did not need this so called Gaea to be like another Valentine.
"He forced you?" Annabeth inquired.
"He just grabbed my hand and pulled me," Magnus growled.
"What's shadowtraveling?" I asked.
"You don't want to know," Magnus said.
"It's a method of transport that involves going through the underworld," Percy quickly filled in.
"I woke up as tired as hell afterwords," Magnus grumbled.
"You did?" said Percy, sounding surprised. "It's usually only the person hosting the shadowtravel that gets tired. I found it kind of fun." Magnus looked at Percy like he just sprouted horns.
"I felt like the life was getting sucked out of me," Magnus objected dryly.
"Reyna once described something like that when she let Nico draw… oh, wait that's not even possible," Percy said, cutting himself off shooting looks at his girlfriend. Annabeth, Athena girl, that was her name, right?
"He is a warlock," Annabeth countered in a suggestive tone, looking at Percy, as if to convey a private message to him, like they were talking in some couple language I was excluded from. Hmph. Where's Simon? Oh, darn. Not again.
"What are you talking about?" Mayrse said.
"Its just about Nico, I haven't seen him since the war," Percy said. Mayrse looked at him.
"If Magnus says you demigods are a threat, there's some truth to it," Alec said.
"Magnus is a powerful warlock," Jace said backing him up.
"Not all demigods are like that, Percy, Nico, and Thaila are all demigods of the big three, sons/daughters of Zeus, Poseidon, or Hades; Nico has been through a lot and is very powerful , so if you tick him off his powers reflect on that," Annabeth defended.
"I did not tick him off," Magnus scoffed, "he just angry for no reason."
"Order" Mayrse shouted. "May I meet the representatives of these so called demigods?"
Percy and Annabeth just laughed.
"We just lost a war. Us demigods are scattered, lost, and broken." Annabeth said. "Gaea won the war. Were so sorry, but you won't meeting the demigod 'representatives'. For all I know they're probably dead." Annabeth said in a bitter tone that even made me scared.
AN: I wanted to pull this on longer but I really wanted to get this published, I promised I will get another chapter out soon. I don't want to be that buggy author who demands reviews or threatens to shut down the story and stuff, but any reviews are appreciated. If you have any favorite couples please post them in the reviews, and I will do my best to incorporate them in the story. I will try my best to respond to all of your reviews. Thanks!
