Breaking into the city of bones hadn't been difficult. Walking through the front door, letting his magic guide him to the Soul Sword. It's embarrassing how easy it is navigating through the darkness, avoiding any of the silent brothers who went past. Alec was trying to ignore the mutilated facial features the brothers had. It was another thing he'd add to his never-ending list of things about the Shadowworld he didn't understand. Honestly, being a part of the Shadowworld for the last few months, everything was confusing. This world wasn't like the movies or comic books he and Simon had read when they were kids, its proper life. Some mad man believed that downworlders should be eradicated, and they were going to do everything in their power to see it through. Simon and Magnus. They were all at risk of dying if Valentine got his way and obtained the mortal instruments. Hell, Alec didn't even know where the Mortal Mirror is, another missing Mortal Instrument lost to the Shadowhunters. Although the more time he spent with said shadowhunters, the more he felt glad that the mortal mirror's location is lost.
All Alec needed to do was get the Soul Sword and hide it with the Mortal Cup until Valentine was no longer a threat. Then and only then could the Shadowhunters reclaim their so-called precious angelic objects. Moving forward, Alec descended into a chamber at the centre is a black and white-veined table, hanging above it, Alec could only assume is the Soul Sword.
'You should not have come here' a voice said inside Alec's head. Alec watched as one of the silent brothers stepped into the chamber, standing behind the centre table.
"You know why I'm here," Alec said, stepping closer to the soul sword, but his eyes stayed firmly planted on the silent brother.
'You should not seek to take what does not belong to you,' the silent brother's voice echoed inside his head.
"Valentine is after this sword; he will stop at nothing to succeed with his goals. No one dares to stand up to him, so I guess I must," Alec said, jumping onto the table. His magic is powerless inside the city of bones, ancient runes in place to prevent another warlock from stealing the Soul Sword, "You know how dangerous Valentine is. I plan to destroy him, but we both know if he even gets his hands on one of these Mortal Instruments, then he'll slowly become unstoppable. Do you really want to risk the lives of silent brothers, shadowhunters and downworlders alike for this sword?".
"I understand that Valentine is a threat to our entire world," the silent brother said this time speaking. As he reached up, lowering his hood revealing the face of a normal-looking person, not the mutilated features the other Silent Brothers had. "If you leave with the Soul Sword, then you'll be breaking the accords. All shadowhunters will come after you, but if you leave without taking it, then I guarantee you'll be safe,".
"That's the problem with Shadowhunters. They believe so much in their own systems that the idea Valentine will steal from them is unheard of," Alec said as he yanked the Soul Sword down from its place. Cradling it to his chest, his eyes still firmly glued on the silent brother. "I know Valentine will come for this, the Shadowhunters who believe in the old ways won't defeat Valentine. He will come for the sword. Unless it's already gone, then he'll get it,".
"I hope you're right because he's here," the silent brother said. Alec frowned, he's distracted by getting the Soul Sword and the Silent Brother that he hadn't heard the heavy footsteps as a group stormed down the steps and came towards the chamber. The silent brother grabbed his arm, pulling him off the table and towards another entrance, Alec hadn't previously seen.
'Follow this tunnel, and it will lead you to another exit. Protect the Soul Sword' the silent brother said this time, speaking directly into Alec's head before he pushed him into a secret tunnel. Alec's hand brushed against the wall, and he ran through the tunnel clutching the sword to his chest, nearly dropping it as he stumbled to through the exit. He couldn't stay here any longer. A few circle members are guarding the entrance to the city of bones. Alec wouldn't be surprised if Valentine is somewhere inside. Using his magic, Alec summoned a portal, stumbling through it to a place no one would look for him – the Hotel Dumort.
Suddenly, being summoned to the New York Institute was not how Magnus envisioned his afternoon. He planned to relax, catch up on his favourite TV shows that he was falling behind. However, the Shadowhunters refused to let him have a peaceful afternoon. Because Magnus received what could only describe as an angry and rushed fire message demanding that he immediately come to the institute. So, instead of spreading out on his sofa, Magnus sat uncomfortably in Maryse Lightwood's office, waiting for whatever they had dragged him in for to be explained to him.
"Bane, as the high warlock, the actions and responsibilities of Warlocks under your protection, falls to you. We've recently discovered that The Circle broke into the City of Bones and attacked the Silent Brothers trying to get the Soul Sword. However, Brother Zachariah told us that a warlock broke into the City of Bones minutes before the circle and stole the Soul Sword. You must understand better than anyone that such action breaks the accords. We must bring in this warlock, find The Soul Sword and return it to its rightful place," Maryse explained. Magnus frowned, who in their right mind would willingly steal from the Shadowhunters knowing that it will but their kind in a bad position with the Clave… oh. Someone who might not know the repercussions and wasn't doing it for their own personal gain. As much as Magnus didn't want to admit it, he fully knew Alexander is behind this.
"I don't see how I can help you. No warlock would willingly admit to stealing the Soul Sword. And I'm sure that warlock will be long gone by now with Valentine in the city," Magnus said as he stood up and walked over to the door. He needed to contact Alec pronto.
The Hotel Dumort is everything Alec imagined it to be. Broken and dirty on the outside with the windows boarded up. Which isn't reflected on the inside with the grand staircases, large hanging chandeliers and Vampires everywhere. Before liberating the Soul Sword from the City of Bones, Alec sent a message to Clary and Simon asking where they could meet in the next hour. Somewhere Valentine and the shadowhunters wouldn't find them. Simon agreed that the Hotel Dumort would be ideal. No one would think about looking for them there, considering only a select few people they trusted (Clary trusted) knew about Simon's vampiric status.
"Alec up here" Simon shouted, his head peering out of one of the many rooms upstairs. Clary was already inside the room, sitting on the bed. Whilst strange black-haired man Alec could only assume is Raphael sat with his one leg crossed over the other glaring at him. "Alec, this is Raphael, my boyfriend, Raphael, this is Alec".
Raphael nodded his head at Alec but said nothing.
"I'm sorry I rushed out on you earlier, Frazzle, but… I know what Valentine's planning; he's didn't want the Mortal Cup to create Shadowhunters. In the old book I was reading, after the Angel Raziel created the first shadowhunters, he gifted them with three Mortal Instruments. The Mortal Cup, The Mortal Mirror, and the Soul Sword," Alec said, pulling his bag off his back. Dropping it onto the table before unzipping it, pulling out the sword, he'd hidden inside it.
"You stole to soul sword!" Simon said, jumping to his feet, "The Clave will kill you if they find out you've taken it,".
"I know the risk; I know I'm breaking the accords and they won't care that I grew up in the mundane world but… Simon. All the mortal instruments used together will bring the Angel Raziel back to Earth where he will grant only one wish," Alec said, hiding the sword again.
"La mierda, you think he'll use that wish to get rid of all the downworlders?" Raphael said, glaring at Alec, who nodded his head.
"We have both the cup and the sword as long as we keep them safe, we'll be fine, but we can't hide them forever, we need to take down Valentine. Right now, he's desperate. I killed… most of the Circle, and without the cup, they can't create more. He'll be looking for both the cup and sword so we can use them to draw him out," Alec suggested. He knew they weren't fighters. Hell, only a couple of months ago, Alec was sitting on his sofa at home struggling to write songs for their band. Now he's planning to kill the Shadowworld's greatest threat, "I have an idea,".