Um… felt like doing a angst fic, so… yeah. And I don't own anything, sadly. I wish I did. OwO Well… ENJOY!

Existence

When the demons attacked the Institute, it never crossed Alec's mind that the demons would also attack the High Warlock of Brooklyn. When Alec had rushed to Magnus's apartment after Isabelle was injured, he was horrified to see that the apartment was a pile of ashes. After calling out for Magnus for 10 minutes, there was no answer back. Alec thought, rather desperately, that Magnus could've escaped by making a portal. After hours of fruitless searching that came to no avail, the Lightwood's had asked the service of a different warlock. Alec didn't want a different warlock. He wanted his warlock. He found it depressing that there was no proof that Magnus had ever lived. No proof of Magnus's life except a pile of black ashes.

The only reason why everyone remembered the warlock years later, were because they would hear the words being whispered under Alec's breath.

"Magnus, Magnus, Magnus…" Those whispered words were the only evidence that Magnus Bane had ever existed.

Umm… I write too many angst fics, (well I think). I'm going to make a whole bunch of funny ones now. And sweet ones fluff ones and… ok, I'll shut up now. REVIEW?