Well guys, I hope you have enjoyed this. This will be the last chapter to this assortment of Malec scenes. I will be starting another one that is about them on vacation! I really appreciate reviews, so comment!
oh, so this chapter is the scene in CofG when Alec comes out by kissing Magnus before the big battle. I tried really hard to stick to the book, but if I messed up, go with it. I tried.
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Alec kept thinking about Magnus. Even in the middle of a god damned war, he couldn't keep his mind off of him. Clary was making an announcement. Apparently she made a new Rune; this one would share the powers of both a Shadowhunter and a Downworlder. Alec's head automatically whipped around searching for his Warlock, where is he? He thought, searching the faces of the crowd, but not finding the one he hoard of people became chaos, and Alec could barely see Clary anymore. That's when he saw him, his cat eyes flashed hectically, searching. His face still had some demon blood on it, and that reminded him of the promise they had made. But now, now that there was a real chance of leaving each other forever, he didn't care. He didn't care what his mother thought or what the Clave would do, hell he didn't even care what Jace would strode, with about all the coolness he had, pulled Magnus toward him, and he exchanged a glance with Magnus.
"Here, I'll draw the new Rune on you, and you can do me." Magnus chuckled.
"Can I really do you, with everyone here, watching?" Alec blushed ferociously, smiling a little at the comment. Magnus only smirked, happy he could make this special boy, no man, laugh. Thank the Angel for humor. Alec thought to himself as he watched Magnus's nimble hand draw the Rune on his pale skin. When he was done, Magnus held his hand a little longer than he should have, and that gave Alec the confidence he needed to continue with his 's silk shirt was soft in his hand, and his body warm against his own. He pulled Magnus's face close to his own and connected their lips. At once, he felt Magnus tense against him, and it took everything Alec had not to withdraw, but instead wrapped his arms around the Warlock's neck. Magnus relaxed, pulling Alec closer, somehow feeling they weren't close enough. The once loud room turned silent, but that silence was replaced with whispers that reverberated of the high ceilings, and fine walls. But Alec didn't notice the whispers, or the apparent fit his mother was throwing; he saw Magnus and only Magnus. Their faces were still close, and Alec could feel Magnus's breath on his cheek.
"Wow." Magnus whispered, and Alec was pleased to see even Magnus had a slight blush. Alec smiled, going in for another kiss. He was pulled back by familiar, cold hands. Magnus looked from his lover's eyes to the eyes that matched his almost perfectly, except for the fine later of ice that occupied them.
"Alec, can I please talk to you…" Maryse hissed lowly. Alec only stared at her, waiting for her to speak. "Alone," she yanked him towards her. Alec sighed.
"I'll be right back," he looked at Magnus. He nodded, hiding his worried look, and Alec watched as Magnus grew smaller against the rough crowd. His mother forcefully dragged him behind one of the many large pillars. Mayrse shooed away a peeping Faerie, which was most likely sent by Magnus.
"What do you think you're doing? You- you embarrassed me, your father, and the Clave. You'll be a joke to them." Alec scowled. This was the only part he wouldn't get used to, his mother's constant negativity towards him. Alec ran his hand through his black hair, stay calm, he instructed himself.
"I am being myself. If you don't like that than I'm sorry, I don't care if I'm a joke to the Clave, I am happy with Magnus. If you don't accept that than that's your problem." Alec could feel his knees trembling. This was the first time he had ever stood up to his mother, and it felt damn good. She was finally put into her place. He was not a child anymore, and he knew how to take care of himself.
Alec quickly turned away before his mother had something else to say; he didn't have any courage left to make her see that this was what he wanted. Alec's feet moved faster and faster without his control. Alec felt as though he was watching someone else's feet travel. Left, right, left, right. Weaving through thousands of people he made his way back to Magnus. He knew that his and his mother's conversation was not over yet, but he wanted it to be.
Almost all the Shadowhunters and Downworlders had pairs, and both Alec and Magnus could feel the upcoming battle in the air. Magnus took Alec's hand and leaned his forehead against Alec's. Blue met gold, and a silent message was passed between them.
See you after the battle.
The sound of screeching demons and the war cries of the Shadowhunters and Downworlders echoed through the land, piercing the sky like daggers. Alec felt his stele hum low in his palms, but he also felt tingles on the ends of his fingertips. He laughed to himself when little blue sparks flew from his long limbs. Magnus smiled, too. They were circled by a dozen large demons, and it was all too easy to defeat them with the help of Magnus's powers. Alec knew this wasn't going to be a breeze, and as he thought that to himself he felt a jarring pain in his left arm.
"Damn. That one really hurt." He touched the blood, and healed himself quickly before going back to his fight with the evil black entities. Fighting next to Magnus was amazing, Magnus's fighting skills had been boosted, and he was taking out demons left and right. Alec and Magnus with all the other partners fighting took out thousands, but where they defeated one, another would take its place.
"How many of these things are there?" Magnus yelled to Alec over all the noise. Alec slayed the writhing demon in front of him, getting burned by the blood in the process, and turned to his lover for a second and answered him quickly.
"I don't know, but it has to be close to over, right?" He asked hopefully, listening closely to the people around him. Alicante was in ruins, smoke invaded the once peaceful skies, and blood of good and evil alike dyed the ground crimson. Alec felt dread pierce his heart. There was no way they could win this if Valentine wasn't defeated. So many people were dying, and he hated it. We all hate it. He thought to himself. War was destroying his kinsman's home.
Alec snatched a seraph blade from a dead Shadowhunter's belt and attacked three demons at once, burns were everywhere on his arms, but he was running solely on rage and adrenaline; he had to believe he was unstoppable or else he would fall to his knees and give up, like so many around him. This battle was not lost until they lost hope. Alec heard a small whisper in his ear:
"We cannot win." He turned to see a faerie, holding an unattached wing in her hands. She had tears streaming down her face. Alec grasped her shoulder.
"We can win. We have to," he shouted to her, and anyone else who happened to be listening. Alec was again fighting at Magnus's side. The only side I will ever want to be by, he thought contently. The Shadowhunters and Downworlders both slammed into the hoard of gigantic black demons.
Alec could feel his muscles burn, and his rage was almost gone, and that's when it happened. A blinding flash lit the sky, and the people of Alicante knew the great Angel was summoned.
"On the Angel, please punish Valentine" Alec whispered his prayer, "please." Demons started combusting, and Alec gave a sigh of relief. He turned, relieved, to Magnus.
"It's over." Magnus gave an exasperated laugh.
"As you would say, thank the Angel." Magnus panted. Alec smiled, his fatigue hit him fast, and he folded himself into Magnus, the other held him tight. Magnus buried his face in Alec's hair.
"I'm so proud of you," Magnus kissed Alec's temple; "you were like a force of one million men."
Alec blushed, and looked up at Magnus.
"You too, you were amazing." Alec waited for a smart-ass response from Magnus, but instead got a light peck on the cheek. Despite the ruin, peace rushed over Alicante, and even the relatives of those who were lost felt lighter knowing this was all over.
"It's amazing isn't it? We all had to experience this evil," Magnus gestured to the crumbling city, "and yet we all get to experience peace." Alec smiled at the comment, and hugged Magnus tighter to himself. Yes, Magnus though, this life is amazing.
"Alec?" Magnus pulled his lover an arm's length away.
"What is it?" Alec looked up at him, confused.
"I love you."
