Hello my beautiful, wonderful readers! Not sure how I feel about this chapter, but it's just a filler, and it brings in a couple that I know you have all been dying to see!
Yes, I am talking about Malec! I have an idea. And I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: Cassie Clare owns TMI, I just mess with the characters and mold them to my own story xD
Things have been hard, I'll admit it. I will not sugar coat anything. I'm lonely. I've been a mess, and Clarissa was completely right. I should be getting out and living my life. But then again, I'm immortal; I have all the time in the world to waste as I please.
I can travel to anywhere I want, except Peru- but that's another story for another time. I can do whatever I want. I can party all day, I can sleep all day, I can get drunk, or I can sit at home watching Project Runway with Chairman Meow. Those things used to make me happy, they used to fulfill the void of immortality, but once you find someone special to do all of that with, nothing is the same. It leaves a void in your very core, like a part of you is missing. Once you give a part of yourself to someone, you never get that back.
I'm so grateful that I have friends, though. Real friends who genuinely care, not friends who just want to party and mooch off of me. Isabelle and Clary, for example. I've known Clary for almost all of her life, and I've seen her grow up, even if she didn't know it until recently. She's a genuinely good person who will put others before herself. That's why I've helped her.
At first, it was small things, questions that I was more than happy to answer. I'm nothing if not knowledgeable, after all. When she was stung, I was genuinely worried for her well-being. People just don't survive Scorpios attacks. Clary did though, and I suspect that it's because of the extra angel blood running through her veins. The venom even gave her some sort of abilities. She can see auras and that in itself if extremely rare; it takes extensive training and knowledge of the body's chakras to read an aura.
Clary can do that without batting an eyelash now. Needless to say, it's extremely odd. Then she texts me about having some odd dreams, dreams about her brother. That worried me. The dreams not only probably scared the hell out of her, but dreams like that are never a good sign. Normal dreams are blurry, distorted. She described hers as clear and realistically vivid. It made me curious, so I did my share of research.
I did not like what I found. I searched for days, anything connecting Scorpios venom to visions. Just when I was about to give up, I found something, it was small and could be coincidental, but it got me thinking about the possibilities.
I was searching through my study, making a mess of the place. I basically gave up, so I started cleaning the mess that I made. That's when I saw the small book tucked away in the back of a book-case. I picked it up and quickly skimmed the pages. It was a book of various demons and the side effects of being bitten, stung, or scratched by them. I didn't think it would be too detailed in any one subject since there were so many in it, but I decided to give it a try anyways.
"Scorpios Demons
Being stung by a Scorpios Demon results in immediate death 99.9% of the time. There have been less than five known cases where the subject survives a sting. One survivor of the Nephilim, however, complained of experiencing dreams depicting an apocalyptic world. The patient described the scene as 'covered in blood, with the dead laying in the streets.' He claims that a man sat on a throne of bones. The subject died soon thereafter."
How could I possibly ignore that? Sure, it sounds pretty crazy, but I've learned in my many, many years on this planet that anything is possible. Good or bad. If Clary's dreams are visions, then she needs to know. Even the Clave will need to be informed as well, though we all know that they're just a bunch of pansies. We'll need an army to have any chance at defeating Jonathan.
"I have to go now," I murmur to myself. Chairman Meow looks up at me curiously. "Damn it," I yell and snap my fingers, a coat appearing in my hand. Another snap of my fingers produces an auto-feeder and water bowl for Chairman; I have no idea how long I'll be gone, but I won't let the poor thing starve.
I whip out my phone and dial a number that I have itched to call for weeks now. I just wish that the circumstances were different. He answers on the second ring.
"Magnus?" he asks in shock. I smile, warmth spreading through me at the sound of his voice. At least I know that he still cares.
"Alexander, I'm terribly sorry for bugging you, but it's important," I say in a business-like tone. I can't be distracted right now.
"Oh," he murmurs in a defeated whoosh of air. "How can I help?"
"When is the bonding ceremony? Clarissa and Isabelle's?" I say quickly, needing an answer soon.
"What? Why?" his curiosity is obvious, but the hurt is still present.
"I just need to know. I'll explain later," I wave my hand to brush off the question, but he can't see it, of course.
"We're about to portal into Alicante, actually. The ceremony is at six, tonight," he answers.
"Portaling? How?" I ask, annoyed that they have found someone else to replace me as their warlock. Who am I kidding? I am Magnus Bane, I belong to no one!
"Clary," he says as if it's obvious. Then I remember her other abilities, and sigh at my stupidity.
"Of course, of course," I murmur and pinch my nose in exasperation. "Thank you, Alec."
There is a pause and I assume that he has hung up, but then he speaks again. "Magnus?"
"Yes?"
"It's nice to hear from you," he says quietly, as if afraid of being over heard. It makes me smile. He hasn't changed one bit; he's still the shy sweet Alec that I fell in love with. My heart leaps in longing, and I realize just how much I miss him.
"It's nice to hear from you too, dear," I say softly, and I can hear him gasp softly through the phone.
"I-I have to go. Sorry. Bye," he stammers and then the phone goes dead, leaving me hanging. He misses me too, I can tell. I wish that I could tell him. I wish that I could tell him that I still love him, that I want to, no need to see him. I need to hold him again; he's the void that's been gnawing at me, leaving me feeling empty and raw. Exposed.
My feelings for him will have to wait, though. I have much more pressing matters on hand. I need to talk to Clary. I wish it didn't have to be this way, but the only time I can is at her and Isabelle's ceremony. At this moment in time, I am certain about two things.
One: I am completely and hopelessly in love with Alexander Lightwood, and I want him back in my life. I over reacted about his meetings with Camille, and now that I have calmed down, I realize my mistake.
Two: if Clary's dreams are visions, then something must be done, or there will be no happily ever after for Alec and I; there will be no happily ever after for anyone.
I know it's short, but it's all I have at the moment. I've been experiencing some major writers block! It sucks. So if you guys have any suggestions, or something that you want to see, just PM me or drop a review! I would love to know(:
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