Malec Tales Series 1- The Nephilim and the Warlock (Beauty and the Beast AU)

Chapter 3: Be Our Guest.

Alec Pov- I looked around my new bedroom, wondering what I got myself into. The only thing on my mind was saving Jace and Isabelle. I was willing to do anything to get them out of here, even take their place. When the words 'take me instead' came out of my mouth I only half meant it.

I didn't want to be trapped here forever but I rather I be here than Jace and Isabelle. They are both important Shadowhunters. Losing them would hurt the world. Losing me won't affect a single thing. I guess if there was one thing that would go wrong, the next Inquisitor wouldn't be a Lightwood.

"It's not like I wanted to be Inquisitor anyway," I mumble to myself, plopping down on the bed. Dust floats up in the air, proving that this room hasn't been used in a long time. The master of this castle doesn't seem like a sociable person so it's not really that surprising.

Thinking about the man who trapped me here, I couldn't help but remember his eyes. They were the kind I've never seen on another person before. Gold with a ring of green around it, a slit in the middle like a cat. No human could possibly have eyes like those.

Frowning, I thought back to when he sent Jace and Isabelle away. A Man with green skin walked up to the wall and made a swirling green hole appear there somehow. The castle owner threw them through it before it vanished from existence. If I didn't know better… I would think it was magic.

There was a knock on the door, taking me out of my thoughts. "Who is it," I asked, my voice containing more spite than necessary. I can't help it though. The last thing I want to do is talk to that guy again.

The door opened half way and a head of brown scruffy hair poked in through it. It was one of the boys that showed me to my room a few minutes ago. He appeared to be a couple years younger than me and he wore blue jeans and a faded T-shirt with some mundane superhero logo on it. How did he even get something like that while living in Idris?

"Your name is Alec, right? It's nice to meet you. My name is Simon Lewis and I'm here to make sure your stay is as comfortable as possible. Are you hungry? Your belly was growling so I bet you are."

"The master of this castle said that I wasn't allowed to eat anything as long as it's not with him. I refuse to eat with him though so it looks like I'll just starve."

Simon raised a confused eyebrow at that. "Do you always do what you're told?"

An embarrassed flush appeared on my cheeks as I glanced away from him. "Well… um… yeah."

He rolled his eyes smiling, "oh, you don't have to listen to stuffy old Magnus. He's just stubborn and thinks he can snuff you out of this room by starving you."

"Magnus? Is that what his name is?" He never told me what his name was so I've just been calling him the master of the castle.

"Yep that's his name. Now, Tessa told me that there was no way she could sit by and watch you starve. So, she has a secret dinner for you made downstairs. If you'll follow me, I'll take you to the dining room."

I got off the bed, watching him skeptically. "I thought he told you that you'll be punished if you feed me. Why are you risking him being mad at you?"

Simon shrugged, grabbing me by the wrist and pulling me out the room and down the hallway. "Magnus can be scary when he's mad but I don't take him so seriously. He loves us all too much to do anything to us. Especially Tessa."

"Is Tessa his girlfriend or something," I asked, looking around the halls. There were paintings lined up on the walls that seemed to be centuries old. Everything about this castle so far looked like it's ancient. All but the people who live in it.

Simon burst out laughing at my question, shaking his head. "No way. Tessa and Magnus are nothing close to a couple. They have just been together forever and have been through some hard stuff. Magnus helped Tessa get over the death of her husband."

I frowned at that. "She lost her husband?"

He nodded, making his way down the stairs, forcing me to go with him since he was still pulling me by my wrist. Normally someone this scrawny wouldn't be able to pull me so easily but he was surprisingly strong.

"She has but Magnus doesn't like us talking about it around her. If she brings it up it's okay but if we bring it up, Tessa usually gets sad."

We got off the staircase and he yanked me down a long hallway. As we went we passed the front door and a part of me wondered if I should try to make a run for it. I'm not one who breaks their promises but maybe I could make an exception this once?

I shook that thought out of my head the moment it appeared. If I went back on my word, that Magnus guy could hunt Jace and Isabelle down and force them back here. This was all for the safety of my sister and Parabatai. There was no way I could back out now.

Sighing, I looked down at Simons arm that was connected to my wrist. Besides the fact that his skin was super pale, it was also completely rune free. It's impossible for mundanes to be here in Idris so what the hell was he?

"Are you mundane?" I asked, too curious not to.

He laughed again shaking his head. "Of course I'm not a mundane. Mundanes can't live in Idris."

"You're Nephilim then?"

"Nope."

"Then what are you," I asked, beyond confused now.

"Isn't it obvious? I'm a vampire. You know, drinking blood, fast running, can't be out in the sunlight? Then again, I'm not a good example when it comes to the sunlight thing. I'm a daylighter so I can go outside all I want. At least out to the garden anyway."

"Daylighter?" Shaking my head, I stopped in my tracks, making Simon stop as well. "Hold on a second. You said you're a vampire? As in a Downworlder vampire?"

He nodded smiling, "so Shadowhunters know about us after all? We thought you all forgot since Your sister and Parabatai didn't know what we were. That Jace guy looked like he was going to throw up when he saw Magnus use magic."

"Magic? Vampires aren't able to use magic."

"Not all of us are vampires. The only vampires in the castle are my boyfriend Raphael and me. The rest are faeries and warlocks."

That caught my attention. "Warlocks? There are warlocks here?"

He nodded, "Magnus is a warlock. One of the most powerful in the world. He claims to be the oldest warlock alive but Ragnor said he was older."

"Ragnor? You mean the green guy who sent Jace and Isabelle away?"

He nodded, turning around and starting to walk again. "That was called a portal. Warlocks can make them to let anyone go anywhere. I promise you that it went to New York."

"We have two portals in Idris. One by the waterfall in the woods and another in the Accords Hall. I never knew how they got there. Actually, I've never thought about where they could have come from. They were always there."

"Magnus made them. Before the war started Magnus oversaw making portals for Nephilim when they needed them. He never had a chance to take them down since he was so busy getting this castle made."

Talk of the war grabbed my interest. We stopped in front of two big double doors and I moved in front of him, looking him in the eye. "Hold on a second. Are you telling me that the Nephilim, Downworlder war really happened? It's not just a story?"

Simon looked at me seeming a little surprised by my reaction. "How do you know about the war? I thought Downworlders were erased from your history?"

"They were," I answered, not bringing up the journal. The journal could be my lifeline to survive here. If I tell them about it, they may take it away. "I just heard a rumor about it once and thought it was fake."

Simon watched me skeptically for a moment before shrugging and pushing the doors open. "Magnus waited for you to change your mind and eat with him but when you didn't show up, he got moody and went to his room. He should be in there for the rest of the night so you should be all good to eat."

He grabbed my wrist again, pulling me in the room. I followed him, not really having a choice. "What do Downworlders normally eat? Will I be forced to eat a mouse or drink blood?"

Simon laughed again. It seemed everything I said made this guy laugh. "We have normal food you know. Warlocks eat the same things that you do. So, do the fay but they do also have their own kind of food. Do not, under any circumstances eat the faeries food. It will make you lose your mind and may even melt your brain."

"I'll… keep that in mind?" I really didn't know how to answer that.

He nodded. "Enough talk about the war and downworlder stuff. We need to get some food in your stomach and Catarina wanted to give you a checkup. You must have been in the woods for a while if you managed to find this castle."

"I used Jace's jacket to track him. The longest it took me was two hours at most." I said shrugging.

"You're lucky you weren't out there at night. Demons are everywhere in the forest when the sun goes down."

"I'm a Shadowhunter. I could easily defend myself against a demon. At least I could if Magnus hadn't taken away all my weapons."

Magnus took my bow and arrows away from me. It took everything I had not to rip his head off since I don't like anyone touching my bow.

"You say there are demons out at night but this is Idris. There aren't supposed to be demons in Idris. The wards protect us from them."

Simon shook his head walking into the dining room, this time not pulling me with him. Even so, I followed him looking around. There was a long wooden table that stretched out through half the room. Normal chairs surrounded the table but a big chair that almost looked like a throne sat at the end. If I had to take a guess, I would say that was Magnus's chair.

"The wards don't reach the woods surrounding the castle. The demons would be able to attack us if Magnus wasn't protecting us with wards of his own. He can only reach it around the castle though. The woods, and even the garden are still dangerous."

Simon stood at the throne chair and pulled it out for me. I looked around confused before looking back at him.

"I'm sorry do you want me to sit there?"

He nodded, "that's right so take a seat."

"Isn't this Magnus's chair? If he sees me sitting in it then I have a feeling I'll be killed."

"He'll kill me before he kills you," Simon shrugged like it was no big deal. I think the possibility of a powerful warlock killing you would scare any sane person.

Sighing, I sat in the chair, surprised by how comfortable it was. Simon smiled at me before walking away, going through some swinging doors.

The fact that he left me alone made me feel a little nervous. What if Magnus came out of his room and finds me in here?

It's not like I'm afraid of Magnus or anything. I mean sure, he's an all-powerful warlock who could kill me with the flick of his wrist. That scares me a bit but I can't let that show. I didn't even know Downworlders were truly real until about an hour ago. I wasn't mentally prepared for this situation.

The swinging doors opened again and this time a young lady with brown hair and light skin walked up to me with trays of food in her hands. She walked up to the table, setting one of the trays down, not looking at me.

"It's nice to meet you Alec. I'm sorry Magnus tried to starve you but I cooked all kinds of meals for you. Just take your pick and dig in."

I smiled looking at her, "thanks but I wouldn't want to get you in trouble."

She shook her head, "oh don't worry about me getting in trouble. Magnus would never-"

She stopped talking and dropped the tray that was in her other hand, onto the floor. Her face was pale and eyes were wide as she stared at me, in what must have been shock.

"Um… are you okay," I asked looking down at the food now scattered on the floor. I was forced to look back at her when she grabbed my face and looked deep into my eyes.

"Will… William is that you?" She shook her head frowning. "This is impossible. I watched you be executed by the clave during the war. You and Jem both were killed for helping Magnus and I. How is it possible that you're here?"

I pulled away from her grasp frowning. "I think you have me confused with someone else. My name is Alec not Will. Alexander Lightwood."

She looked confused. "Alexander Lightwood? Cecily and Gabriel's son? That's also impossible. He had to have died years ago."

"No, my parents are Robert Lightwood and Maryse Trueblood. I think I was named after that Alexander though. Dad said it was a family name."

"So… you aren't a Herondale?"

I shook my head no. "As far as I know, no."

The swinging doors opened again and a woman with blue skin and white hair walked in, looking down at the food scattered on the floor. "Oh my, what happened here?" She looked up at me, looked at Tessa before nodding. "Never mind, I can take a guess what happened."

She swiped her hand and blue sparks came from her finger, going down to the food and picking it up, off the floor and onto the table as if it never fell in the first place.

"Please be careful Tessa. You know I hate using magic for anything that isn't medical related."

Tessa crossed her arms. "Well then I take it you don't use your magic a lot. Seeing as the people in this castle rarely ever get sick."

I looked between them wondering if I should speak but I chose just to be quiet instead. The blue girl turned to me with a smile. "It's nice to meet you Alec. My name is Catarina and I'm here to give you a check-up."

"I told Simon that a check-up wouldn't really be necessary. I was only in the woods for a couple hours and I wasn't injured."

She waved a dismissive hand in my face before pulling my chair away from the table and turning me to face her. "Having a check-up from a warlock is a rare occurrence. You should feel grateful."

"At least let him eat first," Simon said coming out of the kitchen with more trays in hand. "He looks like he's starving."

"He's supposed to be starving. That's the point of Magnus telling us not to feed him," a grumpy looking Hispanic boy grumbled, following Simon. He couldn't have been older than fifteen but the mature way he spoke made me think that he was much older.

He glanced over at me and gasped when he saw where I was sitting. His shocked face turned to a furious one as he turned on Simon. "Why is he sitting in Magnus's chair? Did you tell him to sit there?"

Simon only answered with a sheepish grin and the boy pinched the rim of his nose in silence.

"I can get up and sit somewhere else," I said starting to stand up but Catarina pushed me back down. "It's no big deal. Magnus will be in his room most of the night so he won't find out about it. That is, if Ragnor doesn't find out about it. He always tells on us."

Catarina's hand glowed bright blue as she slowly lowered it over my body head to toe. It made me feel a little like I was being scanned. That's because she was. When she was done, she knew everything about me. My height, weight, blood type. Everything.

"Well you were right, about not being sick. You do have signs of being overly stressed. Some nice warm tea should make you feel better."

"Of course he's stressed. He was just ripped apart from his family and is never going to see them again," the Hispanic boy hissed. "What person wouldn't be stressed from that?"

"You don't have to remind him of everything that happened Raphael," Simon sighed, pushing me closer to the table again. He opened the lids on the trays of food, showing all kinds of delicious looking meals.

"Eat as much as you want. It's been so long since we've been able to make this much food. It would be a shame to let it all go to waist."

I looked at all of it before looking back at him. "There is no way I can eat all of this."

Tessa smiled sweetly at me, pouring me a cup of tea and gently placing it down next to my plate. "You don't have to eat it all. Just eat as much as you want.

"well... I am pretty hungry" I say looking down at the options. There was soup, salad, chicken, pork, even lamb which is my favorite.

Deciding on the lamb, I start to use my fork to put some on my plate, but am stopped by Simon who takes my fork and piles it on for me.

"You have people to do that for you Alec. You won't need to lift a finger while living here."

I watched him frowning before looking at Raphael. "Are all of you Magnus's servants?"

It was Tessa who gave me an answer. "No we aren't but we figured Magnus has done so much for us. The least we can do is take care of him and make him feel comfortable dispite our... situation."

"What situation would that be" I asked confused.

"We're not in libirty to say" Raphael pressed, stopping anyone else from saying anything. "Magnus's buisness is his own and unless he tells you himself what happened, you don't need to know about it."

Simon rolled his eyes. "Don't mind my boyfriend. He thinks he's the boss of all of us but he's not."

That surprised me a little. Sure, he mentioned before that he had a boyfriend but I didn't think much of it at the time. Now it's shocking to me.

One: Because this guy seems way out of Simons league.

Two: Being, same sex relationships wasn't allowed with Shadowhunters, so I assumed that applied to every kind.

I can't even count all the times I wished I had a boyfriend. My dad wants me to marry a girl from a strong Shadowhunter family but the thought just makes my stomach churn.

I looked at the others. "What do you think about them being together?"

Catarina sighed crossing her arms over her chest. "they bicker like fools every day but they also compliment each other nicely. If only they both knew how to be quiet."

"Hey!" Both Simon and Raphael yelled making the others laugh.

"That's not what i meant" I said, trying to resist the erg to laugh with them. "They are both guys. How do you feel about watching two guys be together."

Tessa shrugged, "love is love. Gender should never play a factor in wither or not you love someone."

Raphael's eyes turned stone cold as they looked at me. He put a defensive arm around Simon before asking, "Why are you asking? Does our relationship bother you?"

I shake my head no quickly, hoping I didn't piss a vampire off enough to where he will try to drink me dry.

"No it doesn't. In fact... I actually envy you."

Raphael lost his mad expression, now all of them just staring at me in question. I cleared my throat, glancing away to avoid the stares.

"All my life I always felt romantic feelings tword boys. It's against the law to be in those kind of relationships and my father expects me to... he just expects a lot from me. That's why I envy you for being able to be with who you want."

"Is there a boy in Alicante that has your interest" Tessa asked watching me closely. All of them were watching me intently as if my answer would affect them all.

"No nothing like that. I've had crushes but I've never fallen in love with someone."

They all look at each other, a look of- I want to say hope- in their eyes. Why did they look like that? Does me never being in love really matter to them that much?

"Enough talk, you need to eat up and hurry back to your room." Tessa directed, a big smile playing out on her face.

After dinner I was left alone to walk to my bedroom. I was directed to go straight to my room but I wanted to explore this castle a bit. As long as I stay out of Magnus's way it should be fine.

I had just left the dining room, going to head west when a harsh voice from next to me asked "Enjoy dinner," making me jump.

Turning, I see the voice is coming from the master of this castle. Magnus is leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest, looking at me accusingly.

"I don't know what you're talking about," I say simply. "I'm not allowed to eat unless it's with you and I don't remember eating with you."

"I'm not stupid and I know my friends. They would never let you starve even if I told them to." he grumbled making me roll my eyes slightly.

"Friends? It looked like they were your servants to me. Most people don't boss their friends around like you seem to do."

"Be happy that i didn't go in there and stop them from feeding you" he continued, ignoring me completely. "If it was up to me I would have dragged you back to your room."

"Why? Because I refuse to eat with you? For a centeries old warlock, you act a lot like a child. Throwing little tantrums because something doesnt go your way. My nine year old brother is more mature than you."

That last comment seemed to strike a nerv and I mentally patted myself on the back. If this guy wanted to fight with me then I'm going to give him a fight. Alec Lightwood isn't one to back down from a challenge.

"This is my castle. If I want to throw a tantrum then I will damn well throw one. You should show some respect when talking to me."

I scoffed at that. "I only respect people who respect me in return. You should have showed me some respect and let me say goodbye to Jace and Isabelle. You couldn't though so I refuse to show you even an ounce of respect."

"Tipical Nephilim, being stubborn and obnoxious. I'm showing you kindness that I have not shown to your kind in centeries."

"Obnoxious?! You're calling me obnoxious? Me?"

He just shrugged "I call it as I see it Alexander, and what i see is an ungreatful Shadowhunter who doesn't know how to say thank you."

That made me scoff. "You do not get to call me Alexander. It's Alec, and why should I thank you for inprisoning me and trying to starve me?!"

"I wouldn't have tried to starve you if you just ate dinner with me in the first place," he growled, his cat eyes getting intense. That should have scared me but it didn't. Actually, the intensity of his eyes was interesting.

"You threw Jace and Isabelle through that portal like they were trash. You say you showed me kindness? Real kindness would have been giving me the chance to say goodbye. Maybe then I would have tollerated having a meal with you."

Magnus growled low in his throat before pointing to the left. "Your bedroom is that way. I'll escort you there. Someone should have been showing you there anyway. Wouldn't want you wandering around places you aren't allowed to go."

"Are you refurring to that staircase you told me I wasn't allowed to go to? Giving me limits will only make me want to break them."

There was a painting at the top of the stairs of groups of Nephilim overpowering a small group of Downworlders. At least, I'm assuming the others were Downworlders. I don't know who else they would be.

There could be proof that a war did take place back then. If I can find some proof and bring it back to Alicante with me, my father would have to admit that I was right.

They would all have to admit I was right.

Still, with this guy sticking on me like a tic, there's no way I will be able to get anywhere near it. He told me to stay out so he's going to do anything to keep me out.

Reluctantly, I followed the warlock down the hall and back toward the bedrooms. He kept glancing back to make sure I didn't get away but I wasn't stupid enough to try that. He would find me in seconds.

Oh well, if I have to be around him then I might as well get some information out of him.

"So... your friends told me there was a war between our kinds long ago. Can you tell me about it?"

"The war is not to be spoken about in this place. They should know better than to say anything about it."

He glanced back at me, a twinkle of amusment in his eye. "I bet they didn't even tell you about the war. Let me guess, you were hoping I would come out and tell you everything just because I thought my friends did first. Sorry to break it to you blue eyes, but I'm not so easily fooled.

We stopped in front of my bedroom door and he opened it for me. "Here's your room. I ask that you stay in it for the rest of the night."

I sighed, walking passed him and going inside. "It's been a long day and I'm exhausted so you don't need to worry about me leaving the room."

He watched me as if he was searching for a lie on my face. I wasn't lying though. I was tired and I really needed some sleep.

I leaned on the door, looking back at him. "Tell your friends that I loved dinner. Your chef is the best. I look forward to breakfast."

We stared at each other in silence for a moment and I sighed, feeling like I should give this guy a break. Sure, he is a selfish jerk who locked me up here and sent my family away, but if I can get him to like me then he will tell me about the war.

"Will you be joining me for breakfast" I mumbled, glancing away. He looked back at me surprised and his expression made me flush slightly. Was it really so shocking that I invited him to have breakfast with me?

"Yeah... breakfast sounds great."

I nodded "great, see you then" I grumbled before shutting the door in his face.

Once I could hear the sound of his footsteps going down the hall, I leaned against the wall frowning. Was that the right move? Should I have waited a little longer before inviting him to breakfast? I still can't stand his guts.

"Take it one day at a time I guess" I sighed before plopping down on the bed, closing my heavy lids and immediately falling asleep.

I was dead tired.