A/N: Okay, guys… I know that I'm not the best writer ever, and sometimes I'm just plain sucky, and I love everyone who is reading this to pieces, but for the past few chapters, unless I refuse to update until I get reviews, I have been getting exactly 2 per chapter: from write4evr and MegaDancingPrincess (thanks people… love you! You 2 are EPIC!). But yeah, I know that people are reading this because I check that little graph thingy under Traffic Stats and I keep getting story alerts and favorites! Therefore from now on, I am not uploading each chapter until the previous chapter gets 4 reviews. I feel like a total bitch saying that, but oh well… I'm taking the time and effort to write this crappy little story; the least you can do is take 15 seconds out of your day to type "this sucked" or "I loved it". I'm not trying to be annoying or bitchy… I just want you guys to review :p

One hour before:

Alec woke up shivering. He had a seriously messed up body temperature for some reason, and was therefore always freezing, but he usually either slept with Magnus or under a million blankets, so it was rare for him to be this cold at night. He squeezed his eyes shut tighter against the weak rays of sunlight starting to peek through the trees and rolled over, planning to snuggle closer to Magnus—the guy was like a walking furnace; he could wear t-shirts all winter and be just fine—but there was only one problem with that plan: Magnus wasn't there! Well, that explained the coldness. The black haired boy raised his head slightly, expecting to see a light glowing around the doorframe of the bathroom, signifying that his boyfriend was already up and doing his makeup, but it wasn't there.

A memory popped unbidden into his mind: waking up in the middle of the night and moving to the window, to see Magnus slip out of the front door and walking down the street, not towards his own house but towards the shopping mall and forest that stood nearby, being followed by a shadow-y figure dressed in black.

That was when he started to get really scared. Just as he was changing out of his PJs, his phone rang—it was Isabelle. "Alec, have you seen Ragnor? I stayed over with Camille and we just went to his room to get Magnus's green eyeliner and he wasn't there! We searched the whole house; we don't know where he went, he just disappeared and he's not answering his phone…"

"Is Camille there?"

"Yes… she's right next to me. Why?"

"Tell her I'm coming over. Magnus is gone too; I think he left some time last night. I'll be over in a few minutes… I have to get Max up. I don't want to leave him by himself."

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"I still think you're over reacting—they probably just got up early to go see a movie or something; you know they've been wanting to go see Pirates 4. But whatever, more to the point… now that you've called Alec and got him totally freaked out too, would you please tell me why my best friend has been sleeping with my brother and neither me nor Magnus knew about it?"

"Why do you think I've been sleeping with him? I have not been sleeping with Ragnor!"

"Oh really, Teddy Bear? Then why exactly were you here last night? Because you most certainly weren't with me!"

Isabelle picked at a loose thread on her friend's Twilight bedspread for a minute before answering. "Okay, fine… I was with Ragnor. But this was the first time we've… done that! I don't even know what happened; we went to Pandemonium with Andrew and Josh and Faith last night and somehow we ended up back here… it just happened!" she practically wailed the last 3 words, tears suddenly streaming down her face. That was when Camille realized that her friend really was worried and upset.

She scooted closer to Iz and the sobbing girl put her head on Cam's shoulder, while Camille gently stroked her hair and rocked back and forth. "Shhhh, Izzy. It's ok. Ragnor wouldn't disappear without a good reason; we'll find him then we'll get this all worked out, okay sweetie? Everything'll be fine…"

She didn't speak as Isabelle eventually sat up and wiped her eyes, staring out the window. She just rubbed circles on her friend's back, mentally cursing her manwhore of a brother and praying that he really had had a good reason for leaving.

It wasn't long before they heard a quiet knock on the bedroom door and Alec and Max walked in. Max looked sleepy and confused, and Alec's eyes were the color of a storm—the color of worry.

Max immediately walked over to the fuzzy black beanbag chair in the corner of the room and curled up like a cat, watching the others. "Are Will and Jem up yet? Have you asked if they've seen the twins?" Alec asked, taking charge of the situation just as Camille had known he would.

She shook her head. "I'll go get—"

"No need, we're already here. What is going on in this dismal place?" Will asked, his accent making him sound like someone out of an old movie. He cast a look around the room with one eyebrow raised, taking in Isabelle's tear-streaked face and Alec's dark eyes. "Everyone looks positively miserable!"

"Ragnor and Magnus are missing," Camille told him. "They both just vanished sometime last night. Alec and Iz are worried about them."

"Well, what-" Jem's question was cut off by the sound of the door being kicked open. 5 men flooded into the room. They were wearing dark cloaks and had black tattoos inked into their skin. None of the teens even had a chance to scream before every one of their senses disappeared.

Now:

Magnus's vision returned slowly, the image of Alec fading away from the edges in, so that the last thing he saw was his love's bruised face, his dazzling blue eyes dull with pain.

Magnus was sitting on the fallen tree, and Ragnor and the werewolves were next to him—Sileo had stayed where he was. "Alec!" the tall teenager gasped. "Alec's in trouble!"

He sprang to his feet, ignoring the dizziness that rushed over him. "Maia, Kyle, come on! We have to go find Alec!" he pleaded desperately, still shaken up by the vision.

"What happened, Magnus? How do you know that Alec is in trouble?" Maia questioned gently.

"I saw him! He was in this… stone room and he was hurt!"

Maia and Kyle exchanged a look before speaking again. "We need to check this out. Ragnor, are you coming?"

The boy nodded, pale and scared after Magnus's little episode. "What if he's not there?" he asked as they ran back the way Magnus and Maia had come earlier that night, towards the Lightwood house.

"Then we'll check your house and make sure he hasn't gone there in search of Magnus. If we don't find him, we'll decide what to do then."

It only took them a few minutes to determine that there was no one at all in the Lightwood house—Izzy and Max were gone too. A dark cloud hung over the 4 teenagers as they walked to Magnus's house, then split up to search—Magnus and Maia took the first floor, while Kyle and Ragnor headed upstairs to check the bedrooms.

Magnus was ready to just give up, when Kyle appeared at the bottom of the stairs. "Um, guys? Come up here… we found someone."

The two sprinted up the stairs after Kyle, and followed him to Camille's room. The door was open and Magnus was the first inside. What he was almost made him sick.

Camille was in a corner with her legs drawn up to her chest, her arms around her knees, staring at nothing while Ragnor crouched next to her talking quietly. The blond girl was bleeding from a gash above her eye, blood running down her face and dripping onto the carpet.

Rags looked up when they entered the room. His eyes had turned that dark, scary color again. "She won't talk to me. I don't know what's wrong."

Magnus took a few deeps breaths, then joined his two siblings. "Camille, baby, what happened?" he whispered. She raised her head slightly at the sound of his voice.

"They took them… all of them but me…"

She began to rock back and forth. Magnus could see her light green eyes now and they were haunted; terrified. He tenderly knelt down and slipped one arm under her knees, the other behind her back, and carried her to her bed. She curled up in a ball there, still staring straight ahead.

"Who took them, hun? Did they take everyone? Jane and Ron too?" he murmured, brushing her blond hair away from her pale face. Next to him, he saw Maia kneel by the bed and press a towel the cut on her forehead. Camille didn't even flinch at the cold cloth against her skin.

She shook her head. "No… Will and Jem and Max and Iz and Alec. I don't know… why the men didn't take me... There were 5 of them. They had tattoos." She whispered in a hollow voice. "Where did they take them, Magnus?"

"I think I can be of service here, my friends."

Magnus didn't even jump; he was finally getting used to Sileo's silent appearances. "Who took my family and where did they take them?"

"They sound like come of Valentine's old followers; they used to wear those cloaks. Those tattoos would be runes. Marks that Shadowhunters trace into their skin to give them extra abilities. They will have taken them to the Praetor Lupus headquarters."

"My, my, my… someone seems quite well informed."

Magnus turned around just in time to see 3 teenagers leap into the room through the window.

A/N: URGH, finally! You guys have NO. IDEA. How much I hate this chapter… it took me ALL of today and like 5 hours yesterday to write! RAWR! Lol the writing muses are probably mad at me for being a meanie in my last A/N… sorry about that, I was just frustrated. But still, 24 reviews, guys! Bye bye :)