So I promise you guys, I'm not dead. *gasps*. What, really? Yep. I actually wrote some of this ages ago, but I didn't feel as though it was adequate, so I stopped. After rereading the four hundred something words that I had already done, I thought it was OK, so I carried on. I do apologize if this chapter's marginal, I've had really bad writers block for like a month, and everything I type sounds really boring. Also, I had my exams, and for like three weeks before hand I as freaking out, and couldn't bring myself to write anything, much less touch my computer. Then I went on holiday and yah… So anyhow, sorry for not updating, and very sorry for that ridiculously long rant. I bet most skipped over it too…
Anyhow, enjoy the next chapter.
Alec gasped, his clear eyes flying wide as the words. "What do you mean?" he asked, surprised, but using his years to not show it in his words. "How don't you have magic? You're obviously a warlock." He added, almost to himself. Magnus looked away, almost ashamed, before turning back around.
"My magic's gone dormant." He said with devastating simplicity, not quite meeting his eyes. "I haven't used it in nearly five years." He said, shaking his head to himself. Alec shut his eyes. Getting your magic back after it had gone dormant was not an easily achievable thing. He would know, he'd had many a warlock come to him with that exact predicament. Realizing this, he moved in front of Magnus so their eyes finally met.
"Maybe I could help you with that?" he asked, hopeful yet ever so slightly reserved.
"Look kid, I don't know who you are or how you know about me, but I highly doubt you can do anything to help me." Throughout Magnus whole reply of denial, Alec silently laughed to himself.
"Hey Magnus. I'm not a kid." The man's eyes widened again at the use of his name, still evidently unsure as to how he knew it. He laughed without an ounce of humor in his eyes. Instead they held something else. Almost… sadness?
"When you're as old as me, anyone younger then you is a kid." He said philosophically. Alec simply arched a brow, smirking at his response.
"Yeah, well. Guess what mate. I'm older then you." He said haughtily, reveling in the look of surprise on Magnus' golden features. He grinned as the warlock sputtered for a reply, astounded. "Early sixteen hundreds?" He asked, though he already knew the answer. With his magic and a little digging he knew exactly when he was born, and was delighted to find that he was in fact older, though not by that much. "So anyway. I was thinking maybe I could help you?" he asked again, this time with more confidence.
Magnus nodded, golden green eyes still wide. "So you're a warlock?" he asked finally after he seemed to have gotten over the initial shock. Alec came back with a monosyllabic reply before reaching out a pale unblemished hand, palm up. Interpreting the gesture correctly, Magnus placed a hesitant hand in Alec's. The blue older warlock shut his eyes, lashes fluttering in concentration. He stayed that way for at least a minute, resulting in an extremely uncomfortable and still marginally-in-shock Magnus.
Alec released his hand, nodding to himself. "Your magic's pretty far gone." He started with, looking Magnus directly in his feline irises. The latter of the warlocks nodded remorsefully, his golden skin flushed. "But I've seen worse." He carried on, giving the hand in his a reassuring squeeze. Magnus smiled, his lips switching ever so slightly, and Alec was delighted to see that it was genuine, albeit scarce.
Lifting his other hand up, he placed it on top of Magnus', effectively encasing his hand. Shutting his midnight blue eyes, his hands lit up with a cerulean glow, his jaw twitching in concentration. Magnus took the moment to simply stare at the stranger in front of him, astounded by his angelic beauty and the glowing aura surrounding him. Alec opened his eyes just in time to see Magnus' on him, blushing as the golden man looked away. Snapping his long fingers, a small bottle filled with amber liquid appeared in his hand, making Magnus blink in surprise.
Alec held it out for him, and Magnus took the bottle, eyeing it warily. Deciding this man that was helping him had no reason to hurt him, he popped the cork out of the top and brought it to his lips, sending a final look to Alec before tipping it quickly into his mouth. Surprisingly, it wasn't as bad as he thought it was going to be, tasting like burnt sugar and coating his throat with a warms, tingling sensation. He smiled, a fire inside him burning, one that had long since died out.
Magnus watched, mesmerized, as blue flames danced atop his fingers, weaving a trail of sparks along his palm. His eyes glistened, reflecting the glow of his newborn magic, and the happiness in his soul. He laughed, oblivious to the loving smile Alec wore on his face.
The stood, staring at each other for a minute more before something sparked in Alec's eyes, almost as if he had remembered something.
"The queen!" he said suddenly, much to Magnus' surprise and confusion. Seeing the man's perplexed face, Alec was quick to explain, telling his tale of a reverse universe, a stray demon and a missing monarch.
"Where was she last?" Magnus asked, desperately wanting to help the not so stranger.
"Last we actually saw here was in my dimension, but Lucian tracked her to another…" he trailed off, lost in thought. "The demon brought me to this dimension…" he said, as if thinking to himself. "Valentine must have sent him." He said, without a doubt in his tone. "But does that mean she's here? Or there." At this point, it was clear Alec had forgotten the room's other occupant, thinking only of his task at hand.
His queries were soon stopped as the front door flew open. "Magnus Bane!" a voice cried, causing Alec to gasp as a strong wave of déjà vu flooded over him. A golden haired man walked into the room unannounced, and clinging onto his arm an equally familiar ginger. As the two looked at each other, the girl said, "We have come to get a fortune." Then the two looked up, both their gazes immediately drawn not to the man being the reason they came, but to said man's guest.
"Alec? What are you doing here?"
I need to stop with these cliff hangers, they are not my strong point. How was it? Was it okay? Terrible? Pretty please leave a comment and tell me what you think.