There was a loud bang, a crack and then a sizzle before Alec began to stir awake. His eyes fluttered open after a moment of silence, for the first time in what felt like forever. The first thing he saw was cement walls and ceiling, he could smell something burning somewhere nearby and could hear movement from the floor above. Panic almost instantly set in and he fought against chains to free himself. As much as he tried and as much force that he applied to the chains they would not budge against his wrists.
"By the Angel," Alec mumbled to himself in a frenzy to remove the chains from his limbs. The first thing that came to his mind was ' Why am I the one who gets kidnapped? This is all Jace's fault.' Obviously this was not Jace's fault but it seemed to calm him getting angry at someone for this. His memory was all jumbled and he couldn't for the life of him remember how he had gotten here or who had brought him here.
It was a good thing that Alec was good in unnerving situations and didn't allow himself to succumb to the panic he could feel in his bones. That's what he thought, until he heard crunches of footsteps approaching the door. If he wasn't chained to the door he would have done something clever like try and attack his captor.
He waited, body stiff and tense as the door slowly creaked open. Memories slammed into him like he'd hit a brick wall. He remembered getting up in the middle of the night, he remembered a hand clamping around his mouth and the boy who he fought in Magnus's kitchen. Johnathan Morgenstern.
The boy now stood in the doorway of his prison cell an evil smile piercing his sharp features like a knife.
"Look who's up," he snickered at Alec with mock. The darkness from the hall behind him almost swallowed him up if it weren't for the small lamp in his hands. Jonathan stood there for what felt like hours just staring down at him, and then he moved. He moved closer until he was standing in front of Alec and then he knelt down so they could be at eye level.
"What do you want from me, Johnathan?" Alec spat giving him a look that could kill. Johnathan laughed. A real laugh, throwing his head back and howling with laughter like what Alec had said was the funniest thing he'd ever heard.
"You're as scary as a bunny rabbit," he said finally looking down at Alec with those black eyes. He suddenly became very serious, his face turning stone cold. "I assume you at least know why you're here, why I picked you?" He asked it as a question not a statement.
"No, I don't actually," Alec said, face as emotionless as he could keep it.
Johnathan suddenly stood, turning his back on Alec before he answered. "You're Jace and Isabelle's 'brother'' , Magnus Bane's lover and Clarissa's friend. What better way to set Team Good off than take one of their own?"
Alec was silent for a while, mind whirling. "What are you going to do to me?"
"What makes you think I'm going to do anything to you, Alec?" Johnathan turned back towards Alec, and stared expressionless.
"You wouldn't have just taken me, in the middle of the night to keep me in a cell to rot. If you want to hurt Jace you're going to do something to me."
"You're clever, for a Lightwood." Alec glared daggers at him. Johnathan didn't say anything else, instead turning towards the table that was in the corner. Alec hadn't noticed it was there before now and an unsettling feeling washed over him as he spotted the things atop it. Odd pots and cups, stirring tools and ancient looking books. He swallowed hard. Off to the side he could see what looked like a hot plate, a graduated cylinder sitting on top of it, the greenish black liquid bubbling over the top. Alec refused to voice the questions he so desperately wanted to ask.
Alec could see Johnathan doing something, rummaging with things on the table and then he turned towards Alec again. Alec pulled against his chains forcefully as he spotted the syringe in the other boys hand, a clear liquid filled the body of the syringe. When Johnathan took a step closer to Alec he began pulling against his chains frantically, like maybe if he kept trying they'd finally snap.
Johnathan kept coming towards him with a sinister kind of smile on his face. When he was directly in front of Alec he bent down and watched carefully as the other boy tried to kick out at him. He had to admit he was impressed with the force and skill of the kick but it did nothing, it merely annoyed him.
"Stop moving or I'll just leave you here to die." Alec didn't cease his frantic pulling and kicking.
"Get away from me with that." Alec said through gritted teeth as his foot made contact with the side of Johnathan's face. He didn't stagger back instead he let out a growl and lunged at Alec without warning. Hand without the syringe closing around his throat and lifting him as much as the chains allowed him. Alec choked, hands coming up to grip Johnathan's wrist.
"I said stop moving." Alec tried to fight his way out of Johnathan's grasp but it was too hard without oxygen going to his brain. The syringe came down in one swift motion and plunged into his neck viciously, the fair haired boy pressing the plunger down and watching as the liquid left the syringe. When he was done he dropped Alec to the floor, he slumped against the wall unmoving.
Alec didn't know what was happening, didn't understand how he couldn't feel his limbs all of a sudden. He was paralyzed. He felt so vulnerable suddenly, Johnathan Morgenstern could really do anything he wished to him now.
Meanwhile Johnathan had returned to his table filling a second syringe this time with the greenish black liquid. This was the fun part, Johnathan thought.
He went back to where Alec was laying against the walls looking drained and terrified. He kneeled beside his still form, looking down upon him.
"How do you feel about getting rid of those pretty blue eyes?" Johnathan asked through the silence. Alec's eyes widened in fear just before the needle pierced his neck again.
Pain shot through his body like nothing he'd ever felt before. He yelled, arching his back hands coming up to grip his throat. He felt like his blood was burning, he couldn't breathe, everything was on fire and for what felt like hours all he was, was pain.
"What did you do to me?" He screamed, tears dripping down his face as blood bubbled from his mouth. He could see black spots obscuring his vision, and thought 'thank the Angel'. The last thing he saw before the darkness consumed him was Johnathan Morgentern's back as he shut the door behind him.
