Chapter 2: The Dragon's call-Part 2

A.N. Thank you for those wonderful reviews. To be perfectly honest I didn't think that anyone would want to read this fic. Guess I was wrong. Anyhoo this is the second chapter, there will be one more part to this 'episode' so please stick around. (And then more 'episodes')

Big thanks to my beta laurenathalasa for being amazing (For putting up with me) and for giving me a confidence boost. Lots of Love.

Disclaimer: Do you really think I would be writing this fic if I owned anything as awesome as the TMI characters or the amazingness of Merlin? So yeah none of it's mine... not even the plot.

Enjoy.

The Dragon's Call- Part 2

Guess how I woke up this morning. Maybe you think it was the birds that sing outside my chamber window or by Gaius calling me down for breakfast?!

Anything is better than what I woke to... hell, I would have preferred it to have been Old man Simmons (The annoying man who lived in the hut next to me when I was living with my mum) barging into my room screaming at me for causing havoc.. But it wasn't.

I woke to the sound of a creepy voice echoing around my room saying my name. I have nothing against my name, but when you wake up to your name while no one is around and the voice is unfamiliar, it is very creepy. So being the brave soul I am, I jumped around my cell (I admit I had momentarily thought that Uther had found out about my powers and was having me executed at dawn. Let me tell you I was very glad when I remembered why I was really locked away). After I had jumped around-shocked-I went back to where I had slept and placed my ear to the ground. While this was happening my name was still echoing around my cell... Or in my head I couldn't tell. Just as I placed my ear to the ground the cell door burst open to reveal Gaius.

And I have never ever been happier for someone to burst into a holding cell to save me. Not that I've ever been trapped in a cell before, plus I could just use magic to unlock the doors quietly and sneak past the guards. Who am I kidding, I would have dramatically blown the doors apart sauntered out to confront the guards in a shower of sparkles and escaped with a glorious reputation which leads to people all over the five kingdoms calling me, Magnificent Magnus.

"Magnus" Oh yeah Gaius is speaking.

"You never cease to amaze me" Well I am Magnificent for a reason. "The one thing that someone like you should do is keep your head down. What do you do? You behave like an idiot" Oh... he meant it as a bad thing.

"I'm sorry" And I have not only made a fool out of myself in front of everyone who saw the whole thing; but the prince of Alicante, and therefore Idris, the best warrior in the whole of the five kingdoms (not to mention too hot to be just a mere mortal) was the one I was stupid enough to fight. Gaius was right I'm an idiot, not all the time but at this moment in time, yes I am a huge idiot.

"I pulled a few strings to get you released."

I grinned. Never ever will I say a bad word against Gaius, in fact, I will defend him till my last breath.

I lied. I would rather have stayed in that cell another night than have rotting fruit and random potatoes thrown at my face. My beautiful, precious face, while being laughed at. If you hadn't realised already I had landed myself in the stocks-or more like Gaius landed me in the stocks.

Speaking of Gaius, he's walking past now. Ginning like a fool, yeah you do that Gaius but I'll get my revenge sometime... soon. Real soon.

After a while the people pelting me with rotting food went away to fetch more ammo. Finally I can look up. Standing to my side was a pretty little red head with shimmering green eyes. Not what I was expecting that's for sure.

"I'm Clarissa Fray, but most people call me Clary." Aha so that is who this pretty girl is.

"I'm the Lady Isabelle's maid." Now where have I heard that name before?

"Right. I'm the Magnificent Magnus, but most people just call me Magnus." Or Idiot.

I as the good mannered (haha no) young man I am, reached out a hand for her to shake. Which she did.

"I saw what you did" Shit, did she see me do magic? No no no I haven't even been here for two whole days yet and I've already been caught out.

"You were so brave." Huh...

"I'm glad you walked away. You weren't going to beat him."

Oh, she means the fight, not the magic. Wait, did she say I wasn't going to beat him?! "Oh, I could beat him."

"You think? Because you don't look like one of these big muscly kind of fellows."

"Thanks" Way to shoot someone down lady.

"No, I'm sure you're stronger than you look. It's just Alec and Jace are one of those real rough, tough, save-the-word kind of men. And well..." She gave me the, you're-to-skinny-to-be-one-of-those look.

"What?" She was turning into a flustered mess right before my eyes. I hadn't even pulled out the charm yet.

"You don't look like that."

Well not everyone can have a nice six-pack that they can whip out to woo the ladies. But I couldn't say that so instead I said "I'm in disguise."

And with that one simple line Clary began laughing her head off. And as they say, laughing is contagious.

Once we had both managed to stop laughing Clary spoke again. "It's great you stood up to him."

Pride started to well up inside of me. "You think so?" I asked.

"Alec's a bully and everyone thought you were a real hero."

Go me. Well I'm not called Magnificent Magnus for no reason. I thought with a grin, when out of the corner of my eye I saw a bunch of people armed with rotting fruit moving to stand in perfect throwing distance to hit the poor person who had landed themselves in the stocks (if you hadn't realised already that 'poor person' is me).

"Oh, excuse me, Clary." I said with a grin in her direction. "My fans are waiting."

With that Clary smiled sweetly and ran past the stocks. I turn my head to watch her pass and gave a little wave just as a tomato slammed into the stocks missing my face by mere millimetres.

Oh what fun.

Let's just say that when I eventually got back to the chambers I share with Gaius I was glad to be away from those accursed fruit and veg combos. Obviously Gaius didn't get the memo as the first thing he asked me when we sat down to eat dinner was if I wanted some vegetables with that!

Gaius then tried to enforce guilt on me. He used my love for my mother against me, how dare he! Although, he does have a point.

Gaius broke me from my thoughts by mentioning my magic.

"What did your mother say to you about your gifts?"

"That I was special."

"You are special, the likes of which I've never seen before."

"What do you mean?" I haven't been here long but I have picked up that Gaius prides himself in always knowing the answer, the one time he doesn't just had to be something to do with me. Everything is always my fault.

"Well, magic requires incantations, spells- it takes years to study. What I saw you do was... elemental, instinctive." He's right, I just need to think things for them to happen.

"What's the point if it can't be used?"

"That I do not know." As much as I like seeing Gaius for once not knowing something, these questions would be great if they had an answer. If even Gaius doesn't know the answer then I must be an even bigger freak than I first thought. "You are the question that has never been posed before, Magnus."

That's when I found the courage to ask the one question I had been hoping to ask Gaius ever since I first saved him (and caused the accident, but shush we don't speak of that). "Have you ever studied Magic?" I mean, who would help a boy who has magic, when they are clearly on the side of their dear friend, the king, who was the one to ban such practices. Beats me.

"Uther banned such work 20 years ago." See what I mean.

"Why?"

"People used magic for the wrong end at that time. It threw the natural order into chaos. Uther made it his mission to destroy everything from back then. Even the dragons."

Yeah, dragons... wait dragons. "What all of them?" I asked in disbelief.

Gaius leaned forwards as if he was about to reveal to me his deepest secrets. "There was one dragon he chose not to kill." He paused. "Kept it as an example. He imprisoned it in a cave deep beneath the castle where no-one can free it." Well shit he did spill one of his deepest secrets bet he's told no one of this.

"Now eat up. When you finish, you'll take a preparation to Lady Helen. She needs it for her voice." What a way to change the subject Gaius. I'm not your servant.

I was right. I'm not his servant, I'm his slave; forced to walk these uncharted hallways until I find the Lady Helen's chambers. It turns out that I had walked twice around the whole castle before I thought to ask some maids where her guest chamber was. If Gaius was here he would no doubt be calling me an idiot with a capital I.

I walked along the corridor towards Lady Helens chamber. The sun was shinning outside making the overly ornate stain-glass windows; seem to come to life. I smiled; if that sight wasn't magic then I don't know what is. Magic can be seen in the smallest of creations.

With a smile gracing my lips and with joy in my heart I knocked on the door to her Lady's chambers, no reply. Timidly I pushed the door open to reveal a bed-chamber. Slowly I scanned my eyes around the room. Chair, check, bed, check, highly decorated mirror covered in a dirty rag, check. Everything, but the Lady Helen.

Might as well just leave the 'preparation' on the table then. I delicately placed the little pot filled with liquid, can I just say that she's more of a slob than me and too top it all off she's been here for less time than I have, on the table. Looking over the mess on the table in front of me my eyes landed on a straw figure of some kind. Frowning I picked up the straw contraption. It looked like one of those voodoo dolls but made of straw, weird. I placed the straw figure down just to catch a glimpse of a book clearly covered in symbols from the old religion. Unlike the runes of the knights of Idris, otherwise know as Shadowhunters, these runes spoke of a higher power one that was around long before mans blessed Angel.

Removing the patterned cloth that mostly covered the book, I scooped up the item that had sparked my curiosity so much. Just as I was about to untie the piece of string that held the book tightly closed, when I heard footsteps approaching. Hurriedly I placed the book back on the table, and covered it expertly with the patterned cloth.

And just in time too as in that moment a figure came into view through the chamber door.

"What are you doing in here?" Asked a female voice. Damn, it's Lady Helen. Time to turn on the charm.

"Well my Lady." I said with a charming smile. "I was asked to deliver this." I said with a slight bow. Peering out from under my bangs I smiled seductively, while holding the potion out to her.

My plan didn't work. She glared at me. AT ME, how dare she. Just play it off and act unaffected and then hurry away, but not too fast or she'll notice.

And with a huge grin in her direction I walked out of her chambers. Once outside her room I let out a breath that I hadn't noticed I'd been holding. She is one scary Lady. Although, people keep saying she's a sweetheart. Guess its public image and all that.

I was as far away as I could get from Lady Helen without leaving Alicante. Which made me feel very relieved indeed.

Turns out I spoke too soon as walking towards me was Blondie and the Prince.

Shit.

Just keep walking don't you dare turn around and face th- I was interrupted mid thought when the Prince's mocking voice reached my ears.

"How's your knee-walking coming along?" I kept walking.

With a dramatic sigh the Prince continued. "Oh, don't runaway"

"From you?" Maybe it wasn't my best move to answer back but I was 'living in the moment'.

"Ah, thank the Angel. Thought you were deaf as well as dumb."

"Look, I've told you you're an ass. I just didn't realise you were a royal one." As I said my last line I turned with a shit eating grin plastered on my face. Smooth I know.

With that Alec looked slightly shocked, until a mocking grin broke out on his face his eyes glinting with mirth.

Damn the stories about how beautiful his stunning blue eyes are true. Magnus, snap out of it concentrate on taking the piss out of the Prince, he might be hot but he's still a Royal Prat.

"Oh. What are you going to do? Get your daddy's men to protect you?" I said equally matching the Prince's mocking stance; head to head.

The Prince began to laugh while Blondie looked like he wanted to rip me to shreds, preferably after he'd killed everyone I've ever loved, and tortured me till I was screaming for Mercy. Not that I'd ever let that happen, you know Magic and all that.

"I could take you apart with one blow." Alec said staring at me with that stupid grin of his still plastered on his face.

"I could take you apart with less." Shit! Why did you say that? What happened to the, 'just walk away, ignore them they aren't worth it' approach?

"You sure?" Alec said and if I didn't know better I would say he looked slightly worried for me.

So I in a graceful way, if I do say so myself, removed my Jacket. This resulted in Alec and Blondie laughing their arses off. No idea why I am one smooth machine no way did I look stupid doing that.

While still laughing, Blondie passed Alec a mace; which he rudely chucked at me. Even I, with my amazing skills, didn't manage to catch the mace. I dropped it, not only did I drop it but I fumbled with it for a good five seconds before it fell pathetically to the floor. It was a tad awkward I have to admit. That's when I realised that a crowd had gathered around us waiting for Alec to wipe the floor with me. They are in for the surprise of their lives. Not only am I about to beat the greatest warrior in the five kingdoms I'm going to use magic and they'll be none the wiser.

Alec started to swing his mace taunting me with his display of mace skills. Pfft anyone can rotate a mace in a circle around their head, maybe not as sexily but they can still do it just fine. Okay I lied I can't do that. Why does he have to be so damn beautiful, but such a prat at the same time? Gods it was annoying!

I tuned back in to the Prince as he walked towards me. Although, his words didn't really reassure me.

"I warn you. I've been trained to kill since birth." Cheerful. I thought, just what I need to hear as you slowly stalk forwards while swinging your mace menacingly. So I retailed in the only way I know how. Words filled with wit.

"Wow. And how long have you been learning to be a prat?"

Alec stopped his approach and lowered his mace. Momentarily stunned he stared at me in disbelief.

"You can't address me like that." Although, his words demanded respect, the smile on his face, that clearly reached his eyes, showed he wasn't all offended by the lack of a title.

"Sorry... How long have you been training to be a prat... my Lord?" The grin on my face was clearly not going to disappear anytime soon as I quickly retorted back. I even said the 'my Lord' with a tiny little bow.

Alec laughed as he turned to Blondie sharing a laugh just before the Prince swung his mace which I just about managed to dodge. Alec was so clearly the more experienced one (not that that was ever in question).

I was quickly moving backwards, mace limp at my side, as Alec stalked towards me. I backed around a corner in the marketplace just to find my back to a stall getting my mace stuck in a hay basket. Just my luck; the time I decided to lift my mace it gets stuck. In a hay basket! Where is the justice in that, huh?

While I struggled to free my mace Alec was advancing out of the corner of my eye with that insufferable (or depending on how you'd like to read it, sexy) smirk.

I never managed to free my mace (It's probably still there). I just about managed to move out of the way before Alec's own mace came down directly where I had just been standing. If he wasn't trying to kill me I would have admired his form and his clear skill with the weapon. As his target, I didn't do that. Instead I was wracking my brain in search of something useful.

Magic.

As I was thinking this Alec had managed to herd me into a building filled with market stalls. As I wasn't paying attention I fell over, gracefully of course, onto the floor thankful the blow was softened by the woolly fabric on sale.

"You're in trouble now." Alec said in a slightly breathless voice. His words only loud enough for me to hear.

Luckily for me I had magic on my side, spotting the hooks hanging from the stall behind Alec I made the hooks move with my magic which resulted in Alec's mace to entangle in them. Giving me time, for a much needed breather and, the chance to jump victoriously to my feet.

Alec managed to free his mace too quickly for my liking and started to advance on me again, with an annoyed look on his face. He was clearly not happy.

Every time he got a bit too close for comfort I used my gifts to move objects into his path. No one noticed my eyes turn into those of a cat when I used my magic. Alec the only one close enough to have been able to make out the difference in my appearance was too busy trying to kill me to notice.

The last straw was when I made a rope taunt tripping Alec so he fell on his face dropping his mace in process. Hurriedly I grabbed his fallen mace mimicking his earlier actions of expertly rotating the mace. This time it was me backing the prince into a corner.

"Do you want to give up?" I threw in the Prince's face. "Do you?"

Funnily enough the next thing to go wrong for the Prince had nothing to do with me he stepped into a bucket all by himself. I was so proud. This little mistake on the Prince's behalf made him fall on his back.

I grinned as the crowd was cheering me on, looking out at the people gathered my eyes landed on a very disapproving figure; Gaius.

Clearly the distraction cost me the fight. In seconds, Alec had me on the floor (not in that way) he had wacked me with a broom making me collapse. And then to make matters worse Alec began to sweep around me. Who knew he could use a brush?

Two guards roughly dragged me to my feet, when Alec stopped them.

"Wait. Let him go." Wait... what.

The Prince stepped forwards so we were face to face. "He may be an idiot, but he's a brave one."

Alec stopped and stared at me for a moment and said "There's something about you, Magnus." He looked me up and down, which would have made me blush if I wasn't so happy to not be getting thrown in the cells, again. "I can't quite put my finger on it."

And with that he waked away.

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