Hidden Demon's wings

by lele141299

Alec finally saw, with the help from Magnus, that he wasn't an useless omega whom no one wanted and that he deserves someone who can, and will, love him. Someone he can spend the rest of his life with. But not everything is as bright as this. Valentine is back and he wants to kill all Downworlders. Also there is a new Shadowhunter. But is he who he says he is? Sequel to TAW !

10. Chapter 10

Hey!

Finally back, I know. IM SORRY! I just couldn't find the time for the only thing I love, writing. Stupid school and it's stupid professors, who don't know when to stop. But! I managed to write something, finally! Also, I FINALLY moved forward in the story. Like, I was getting worried that nothing happened like...in this whole sequel...but this time I managed to do something which I'm kinda proud of. And this chapter will be extra long, too. I hope you will like it, please let me know :D

A tall person was walking quickly, avoiding people left and right. Their face was covered by a hood, but you could tell it was a woman be the way she walked, her shoes and ...well her figure. The sky was dark, it looked as if it would start raining any minute. Suddenly, the woman turned sharply to the right and disappeared from view, activating one of her runes and using the roofsto continue her way.

Finally, she slowed downand looked around herself. Nobody was there and the only thing that hinted at the presence of people was the big ship across from her and the smoke coming from it. Pulling her hood down, she uncovered her face. She was a tall afro-american woman with almost as dark hair and eyes as her skin.

Once again looking around herself, she saw no one, and jumped down, quickly walking inside the ship. Navigating in the small labyrinth of corridors, she finally slowed down once she saw what she came for. The sword was shinning even in the dark of the room, gently placed on a little podium. Slowly reachingout as if to touch it, she sharply looked up and jumped back, just in time for the man to miss her when he droppeddown where she stood just seconds ago.

"Most traitors are harder to catch." theman chuckled, lifting his head. It was Valentine Morgenstern, his dull grey wings stretching behind him. He looked at her with eyes full of mirth and she knew that she won't walk away like she wanted.

"After all these years..." he walked closer to her and she movedin sync withhim, not wanting to turn her back to him. "...why activate your Circle rune now...What's your game, Cleophas?" The woman, Cleo, shook her head, glancing nervously at the men that suddenly appeared on her sides. "There is no game...I've never been a traitor. I've just been waiting...for your return." she almost whispered, her wings, which became visible ruffling nervously a one single dull grey feather visible near the top of her right wing.

"Really.." he looked at her with humour and she knew that he didn't believe him."Look, becoming an Iron sister was the only chance I had. It was that or a death sentence." Valentine smirked, "So you are following in your mother's footsteps. That's very sweet." Cleo frowned. Why was he mentioning her mother right now?

"I...when I met your daughter and discovered that you were still alive...I knew that it was my duty to return to your side." she tried to play on his good side. She knew that it was dangerous but it was her only chance. The only chance to atone for all the bad she had done. Or at least some of it. When she met Clary she knew that she was Valentine's daughter the second she saw her. And that she was powerful. Maybe, just maybe she was the key that will help her to defeat the evil that is Valentine.

And all the powerful, more powerful than she ever could be and even more powerful than Clarissa Fairchild, who could form new runes like it was breathing, allies she had behind her. Yes, the dark period of their history has finally come to an end.

"And what do you know about Clarissa?" Cleo looked up, she got lost in her thoughts and when did Valentine move so close? What now? Was she supposed to say what she knew and risk what little advantage they had? Or would it help them? Make Valentine be at least a little bit afraid?

"She created a rune." there wasn't much she could have done. She will take the risk. Maybe, just maybe, this once luck will be on her side. "She's very special." she saw the expression he had on his face when he looked at her and she couldn't help but smirk inwardly. Nice, he was afraid. She could see it. And she didn't have to be a werewolf like her brother was to know that.

"You except me to believe you?" she knew that he wouldn't believe her. It was for good, she knew it. Cleo only hoped that her brother won't forget about their promise. "I can prove it."

Valentine lifted an eyebrow and smirked, "Really? How can you?" Cleo gulped, her wings ruffling. She really, really hoped that this is the right choice. Angels be with them. "She visited me in the Citadel and she showed me a rune." The alpha leader of the Circle scoffed, "A rune?" he asked, his voice full of laughter and mockery.

"Yes, a rune. But not one I knew. It was a completely new one. Something I have never seen before." this caused Valentine to be interested. He looked at Cleo, his eyes still a little sceptic. She almost had him, she knew it. Just a little more.

"I can make her show me one more time of you want me to." and the moment his eyes darkened she knew, she had him. "But I will need something." he stepped closer, his eyes dark. "Anything."

Scene change!

A dark room. Another ship. The air was damp and heavy. A man was bound in heavy chains, letting him move but never enough to get away or to free himself. He looked quite old and fragile. His hair was greasy and laced with a lot of grey strands. Another man walked in, this one in his late forties and quite fit. The only unusual thing on him were two big grey wings that were almost touching the ground even though they were folded against his back. That man was Valentine.

"You know, old friend...I freed you from your entombment, granted you shelter, and this is what you do?" the old man stayed silent,cradling his hands close to his chest.He started to shake and mouthing some words. It sounded like a prayer. Or a warming, " Warning Clarissa is futile, you know." Valentine mocked, stepping closer to the quivering man on the floor.

"I already have the Mortal Sword...the storm is coming...whether you like it or not." the alpha kneeled and brought a big sword, the Mortal Sword to the man's neck "Leave my daughter alone." and before anyone could blink, Valentine pulled and the man slumped to the ground, dead.

Magnus's loft:

Sitting up, Alec looked around him with wide eyes, his breathing quick and erratic. His hands came around his neck, clenching around an imaginary wound, just like the one the man in his dream had. It just seamed so realistic, as if...as if he just watched someone get killed by Valentine. But that couldn't be...or could it? The omega jumped when he suddenly felt a heavy hand land on his shoulder.

"Alexander? Darling, are you alright?" turning his head, Alec sighted in relief when he saw Magnus, his alpha sitting next to him, their blanket sliding down his toned chest. His eyes were concerned and he never felt happier about having someone next to him.

He slowly nodded, his gaze returning to his hands, which were unconsciously clenching around the blanket, his nails burying into his own legs. "I...yeah. Just a bad dream...at least I think so." the last part was whispered, Alec's mind still somewhere else. Magnus was really concerned, the omega was shaking all over and his eyes were wide and panicky. What could he dream about that left him like this?

"Are you sure? Little one you can tell me everything, you know that" the alpha sat a little straighter, moving closer to his anxious omega. Alec nodded but then stopped. It was just Magnus. He could tell him anything and he won't laugh at him for something trivial like nightmare, will he?

"I...I think I had a nightmare. At least I think it was a nightmare." Alec admitted, unconsciously clenching his hands, preparing for the laugher. But instead of laughter he felt big, warm hands wrapping around his shoulders and being pulled towards a strong chest, feeling the steady heartbeat and instantly feeling calmer.

"Oh, my little darling. It must have been a one hell of a nightmare for you to react like this. Do you want to talk about it?" Did he want to? Alec leaned back, letting Magnus hold his whole weight and inwardly blushing that it didn't move an inch with the alpha.

"It was kind of weird." he started, playing with Magnus' fingers in his lap, fascinated by how long they were. "At first I was in an old boat. There was a woman, she looked kind of familiar too. And I saw the Soul Sword and Valentine. He was talking about killing her. But she told him that joining the Iron Sisters was the only way to survive. And she told him about Clary and how she can create runes." Alec's eyes were hazy and Magnus had the feeling that he wasn't present with his whole spirit.

"And then it kind of jumped to another place. There was an old man and he was handcuffed. He looked ill and then Valentine came. He was saying something about leaving Clary alone and then he ...he killed him." suddenly Alec jumped up, almost falling in the process. "Magnus, I think Valentine killed an angel."

The Institute:

Clary was walking with a purpose. She needed to find out what happened to Jace and the best thing she could think about was Alec. Surely, he will know where the other alpha is. She was just walking by the main hall, waving at Izzy when she was hit with a dizzy spell. Quickly grabbing the railing, she gently touched the side of her head. She could see Izzy hurrying towards her but her vision was blurry. The world spun.

"Help!" and then, just as suddenly as it appeared, it disappeared. Clary slowly stood up, Izzy was next to her but it looked like nobody else noticed anything. "Did you hear that?" Isabelle was confused, "Hear what? One moment you look ready to faint and the next you are completely fine."

"That voice. It...it sounded as if somebody was calling for help."

Magnus' loft:

"Little one calm down." Magnus let out a little of his 'alpha' voice, He hated doing it but Alexander looked really panicky and the older man was afraid that he would fall into a panic attack. "But Magnus. What if...what if what I saw was really true. What if Valentine really just killed an angel. And some woman is in danger, too." finally sitting down, Alec buried his head in his hands. It has been a little over an hour since he was awoken by the nightmare and he couldn't stop thinking about it.

Magnus moved so he was next to his panicky omega and pulled him into his lap, mouthing against the glands on his neck, effectively melting the omega into a puddle of goo. "Calm down. We can think about something, but first I need you to calm down, okay?" he asked while gently rubbing their cheeks together, scenting Alexander and smiling when he felt him finally relax.

"Magnus..."Alec whined, turning on Magnus's lap and burying his head in the alpha's neck, nuzzling against the older man's own scent glands. Magnus tilted his head to the side so Alec could have better access. Alec was basking in the wonderful and strong scent of his alpha, feeling his nerves finally calming down.

"Ehm...Am I interrupting?" Looking up, Alec blushed when he saw his parabatai standing in the door to the kitchen. How many times has it been now that he found them in an ...ehem, inappropriate position? Like, it wasn't their fault, it was Jace who always walked in on them. As if he didn't know what knocking is.

"Yes you are." pouted Alec and Jace couldn't help but be surprised. Since when was Alec so open? Magnus laughed and motioned for him to come closer, moving his little one from his lap and onto the sofa next to him, pulling his feet onto his lap. "Not at all. To be true I need to talk to you."

Still confused Jace sat down and listened.

Hotel DUMORT:

"Simon?!" looking around herself, Clary couldn't help but be stunned. Like a lot. The old hotel was beautiful, full of paintings and old vases, just perfect. And Simon was living here? She was so jealous. "Clary...?" looking up, she saw Simon standing at the top of the stairs, his shirt a little bit too unbuttoned then she was used to. She also noticed his red lips and putting two and two together, she blushed. Oops.

"Simon, hi. I'm sorry for interrupting but I ...I need to talk to you." she finished softly. The omega frowned. The last time Clary looked like that was when her mom was taken. Did something bad happen again? "Of course, come with me. We can talk in Raphael's living room." Nodding, Clary walked up the stairs and behind Simon, she looked him over.

Her friend looked good. Healthy and more importantly happy. Raphael was good for him and she was happy for them. She knew that the way she was behaving in the beginning was wrong. And she was ashamed about herself. Her head had gotten bigger than it ever should have been and she hurt her friends. That will never happen again.

"So? What's wrong. Is your mom okay?" confused, the beta nodded. "Yeah, mom is getting better in Idris. It wasthe right choice for her to go there. I'm just glad Izzy's mom asked her to. I don't know what would have happened of she didn't go." nodding, Simon saw that something else was troubling his childhood friend. So he sat, waiting for her to speak.

"I...something weird happened to me. And...and i don't know what to do." Clary admitted, looking at her hands. "Something weird?" Simon asked wanting her to elaborate. "Yes. Today when I was in the Institute, I got this...vision?" now the omega was confused. Vision? "Vision? Like in the movie?" nodding, Clary finally looked up from her hands and Simon could see how scared she was.

"Yeah, just like that. I...one moment I'm walking like nothing and the next...the next one I have to reach for a railway so I don't end up on the floor. I heard a man...he was calling for me. He was calling for help." now Simon was getting worried. Clary was clearly out of it because of...whatever happened to her. What should he do?

"Try to ask Magnus for help." both the omega and beta looked up, Simon's face breaking into a wide smile when he saw his alpha. Raphael clearly not bothered that he was eavesdropping. What? It was his house and his omega. Of course he was concerned. Even more when it was the same person that hurt Simon before.

"Ask Magnus?" Clary asked. Nodding, Raphael leaned down and pressed a kiss against Simon's forehead, lingering a little bit longer than normal. "Yes. Magnus is old. And very wise. He knows a lot of things. If there is anyone who can help you, it's him."

Magnus's loft:

"So? What seems to be the problem?" Magnus asked sitting down next to Alexander and looking at the trio sitting across from them. Clary, Simon and Raphael. What a weird trio. Clary looked at Simon, who was holding Raphael's hand, and when he nodded she turned to Magnus. The warlock could see that she was nervous and wondered, what could have happened to make her feel like that.

"I...I had a vision. At least I think it was a vision." at this Alec sat up straighter and his eyes narrowed. "A vision? You too?" the newcomers trio turned to Alec with shocked eyes. "What do you mean 'you too'?" the omega nervously wiggled his hands together, looking at Magnus for help. The alpha smiled at him and pulled him into his side.

"This morning, I was woken up by Alec's erratic heartbeat. He looked really panicked and afraid. He told me that he had a nightmare. But that it felt too real to be a nightmare, so we thought that it was some kind of vision as he saw a man getting killed by Valentine. And now, that you too, told us of your vision, I'm starting to think that this isn't just a coincidence."

Magnus stood up and started pacing, clearly, deep in thoughts. Then, just as suddenly as he started, Magnus stopped and turned to his omega. Stepping closer with one long step, Magnus grabbed the end of Alec's shirt and pulled it off. Alec will deny the squeak that came out till the moment he dies.

Curling his hands around his chest Alec blushed furious red. "Magnus! What are you doing?!" he ignored the snickers coming from Jace, focused on Magnus, who, again, ran somewhere into the loft. He leaned down, grabbing his shirt and was ready to pull it back on when Magnus appeared again, this time with an old tome in his hands. "No, darling! I need to see your wings."

Confused, Alec let the shirt fall out of his hands. "My wings?" nodding, Magnus started browsing through the book, stopping once he found what he needed. He gently laid the book on the coffee table, turning to look at the shocked trio sitting opposite him. "Yours too, biscuit." he said before turning to look at his dear little omega.

Motioning for him to stand up and turn around, Magnus momently turned back to the book. Still confused, Alexander stood up and closed his eyes. Concentrating on his glamored wings. He could feel them twitching and then he heard the small hitch in breath from the people behind him and he knew, that his dark wings were visible. He felt Magnus standing right behind him and his careful hands slowly carding through a couple of his feathers.

"Thank you little one." he heard him whisper and press a gentle kiss against his wings. "And now you biscuit." Alec slowly turned around, carefully so he didn't break anything. Clary stood up and without any hesitation pulled her shirt off , leaving her in only her bra. Ignoring the chocking coming from the men around her, she turned around and concentrated on her wings like Jace taught her.

At first, she only felt a small fluttering but then it felt as if something heavy suddenly grew on her back and she heard something fall down. Turning around, she was holding her shirt to her chest, her eyes fell to the small vase, now, broken into pieces on the ground. Lifting her gaze up to meet Magnus' she smiled sheepishly.

"Sorry." Magnus only waved his hand and the vase was as new as before. "Don't worry about it biscuit." he then stood up and looked her light pink wings over before doing the same to Alec's. "I knew it!" he suddenly exclaimed, his eyes wide. "I mean, I wasn't completely sure but I had some suspicions." The others were looking at him completely clueless.

"Magnus? What are you talking about? What have you found out?"of course it was Raphael who was the first one to lose control and patience. Magnus, who was almost dancing around the room, turned to look at them, his cat like eyes shinning. "Oh, this is so special." he continued as if he didn't hear him, grabbing Alec's cheeks and pressing a deep kiss against his plush lips.

Jace cleared his throat but was ignored, the couple too busy to notice him. Or they didn't want to. That was an opinion too. Pulling back, leaving Alec blushing like the virgin he was, Magnus picked the heavy looking book and gently laid it on the table closer to the others, motioning them to come closer. He pointed at one section and looked at the others with an excited look.

"This is a book my father gave me a long time ago, but that doesn't matter for now. It's about the beginning of our history and I mean it as the Shadowhunters and Downworlders history. It's about these times when we were working together and the relationships, I mean the romantic ones, were looked upon as something that should be treasured, as well as the children that were born from these pairs." here he looked at Alec and his eyes softened when their eyes met and the omega blushed a pretty red, reaching for his hand and squeezing gently.

"Anyway, in that time, there was a man who wanted only power. He was very similar to Valentine. Only with the difference that he was a Downworlder, a werewolf I believe. In that time, not only for Shadowhunters but also Downworlders, it was easier to contact an angel or even meet him. They knew what was happening and decided to grand a couple of special people abilities. Like the ability to see the future and hear the call of the angels."

Alec's breath hitched. The ability to see the future? Hear the call of angels? Something like that...these people must have been special. Unbelievable. It must have been...he couldn't even think about the right word to name it. He could feel his hand shaking in Magnus' and the alpha must have felt it too, because his hold tightened and the omega could feel his thumb making small circles on the top of his hand.

"Of course, there were more but these were the most ...powerful you could say. The angels distinguished them from the others by placing one...only one single different coloured feather into their wings." At this, he stood up and gently picked Alexander up, turning him around like he weighted nothing, and gently browsed through his feathers, stopping once he found what he wanted and moved to the side so the others could see too.

Alec heard gasps and turning around as much as he could his own gasp joined the others. There, almost in the middle of his right wing, covered by at least six long black feathers was single golden coloured feather. But...that wasn't there before. He would have found it or even Izzy when she was helping him grooming them. Alec was still perplexed by this new discovering that he didn't notice Magnus walking to Clary and turning her around.

Only when he heard gasps again did he lift his head and his eyes widened, his mouth fell open. At the top of her left wing was a silver feather and by the shocked expression she was making it wasn't there before. It was Jace who broke the silence this time. "Let me guess. Silver for the call and gold for the future" Magnus's only answer was a single nod.

The room was dead silent. There was only one question running through all their minds. What now.

Two hours later:

The only thing they managed to think about was calling Izzy and Luke to help them. Of course, the first thing Izzy did was to squeal really loudly and demanding to see Alec's wings. "So let me get this straight. Alec had a vision and Clary heard, what we think was, an angel?" the men and Clary around her nodded and she sat down shocked. Well, this really wasn't the thing she thought they will need help with when they called her.

"Okay fine. Let's hear it all again. Clary, what exactly did you hear?" asked Luke and took a sip of his drink. Man, he was so glad Magnus offered them alcohol. He had the feeling he will need it. "Well, I was in the Institute and was getting ready to leave. Suddenly everything around me became...hazy or something like that and I thought I would faint. So I quickly grabbed the railway to stop the fall and it was then that I heard the voice. It was a man's voice, I'm sure of it. He was calling for help.

It was only a second but i think I saw him. He was tied down by heavy chains and he looked...weak. Like he was there for a long period of time. And I'm pretty sure I saw wings." she finished and waited for their reactions. "But wings...all Shadowhunters have them, no? And warlocks, too." said Simon looking around himself from his position nestled against Raphael's side.

"But his were white..like snow white. Even though his whole body was dirty." answered Clary and Simon nodded, knowing that no Shadowhunter has white wings. Light colours sure, but never clear white. That colour was reserved for the true angels. "And Alec?" Luke turned to look at Alec who was sitting so close to his alpha that it looked as if he sat on Magnus' lap.

Feeling Magnus' warm hand spread across his small back Alec started speaking. "Well, it was a dream. At least I think it was one. It was really weird. At first I saw a tall figure walking, avoiding people. I was ...it was as if I was looking from above. Than it changed, I saw an old ship and that person walked inside. Then I saw a sword, I think it was The Mortal sword. That person went to touch it, but was interrupted byValentine.

He called them a traitor and wanted to kill them but they told him about Clary. How she can create her own runes. That she was special. Valentine didn't believe them, but they said they could prove it to him. And then the scene changed again. It was another ship or something. I saw an old man. Bound in chains and dirty and weak. He had crystal white wings. And Valentine was there, too. He told him to leave Clary alone, that there wasn't anything he can do. He told him to leave her alone and ...and then he killed him." finished, Alec moved slightly back so his whole torso was resting against Magnus' chest, basking in the warmth he could feel.

The loft was silent. "Alec did you see that person's face?" nodding, the omega looked at the alpha werewolf, somehow knowing that he knew them. "Yes. It was a woman. She was...like you. Now when I'm thinking about it, you look kind of similar." this time it was Luke who nodded. "And her wings? Which colour were they?" he asked resignedly. "Light blue. Baby blue I think"

"Yeah, I know who she is."

Jade wolf:

A tall figure, their hood hiding their face, walked inside the Chinese restaurant and looked around. Once they saw who they were looking for they walked with steady strides towards the man and sat across from him. Pulling their hood off, the woman looked into eyes identical to hers and smiled. "Luke. It has been too long." Luke looked his sister over, making sure she wasn't injured. "Cleo" her name sounded almost alien to him. It has really been too long.

"How have you been?" Cleophas asked while looking around her, searching for danger. "I don't think you are here for small talk. What do you want." Luke's tone was hard as well as his face. She knew that games won't help her, she has to be direct "I know where Valentine's hiding." lifting an eyebrow, she waited for any kind of reaction. Instead, she got another person who suddenly sat next to Luke. Her orange hair made her almost impossible not to know.

"Clarissa?"this time it was Cleo who was shocked. She never thought about meeting her again, let alone in the Jade wolf. "Hi." the younger girl smiled at her. "So what about my darling father? You know where he is?" nodding, Cleo's gaze moved to her brother who was, for now, intently following their conversation.

"Yeah, in an old ship. I can take you there if you want." she suggested and felt a pang in her chest but she just waited, wanting to know what will happen. "Yes!" "No." Clary and Luke said at the same time. Luke glared at his 'daughter' before grabbing her elbow and sanding up. "Please excuse us for a little bit."

Dragging the beta along with him, Luke stormed into the kitchen, not even looking at all the chefs there, they were already used to his weird actions. "What was that supposed to be?" he asked her angrily once they were safely inside and away from praying ears. "But Luke it's our chance. We can catch Valentine."

"It's a trap." he insisted. "So what. Cops are going undercover all the time." a soft growl was heard from Luke's chest, the sound deep and Clary could literally feel the protectiveness coming from it. "Last time I checked you didn't have a badge. This is my final answer. No!" with this Luke turned around and walked back, not sitting down only standing and looking at his sister. "I'm sorry Cleaophas but it's too dangerous. Now come with me I will walk you to the Institute. The head is very fair, I'm sure he will be able to help you."

Before he could turn and walk away, Luke felt a sharp pain in his back and before he could do anything he fell to the ground. After that he only saw how Clary ran away with Cleo following and when the doors closed he couldn't help but smirk. Just like they wanted.

Old ship, shabby part of NY:

The inside of the ship was as dark as the outside world, it looked like a big storm was coming. Cleophas looked around herself nervously. She couldn't help herself. After all, she wants tooutclass Valentine Morgenstern. She wants to betray him. She is putting her life on the line. She sharply looked up when she heard him coming.

"Cleophas, did you find Clarissa?" she nodded, trying hard not look away from the man before her. "I did. And I was right. She is gifted." she looked awed, at least one thing she didn't have to play. Clary was really something else. "There are things she showed me I though were impossible." when she saw him smile, she knew she had him.

"So? Where is she?"

"I'm afraid that she is a little preoccupied." moving out of the way, Valentine quickly grabbed Cleo and put a sword to her neck. When he looked at his attacker, he sneered. "Well well, if it isn't Lucian. How long has it been? You look good." the alpha werewolf snorted.

"I can't say the same about you. But it would be nice of you to let my sister go. What do you say?" this time it was Valentine who sneered and pushed the blade in his hand even closer the the beta's neck, smirking when he saw the thin stream of blood. "Yeah, I don't think so. Now...where is Clarissa. I'm sure she is here somewhere. After all, our dear Cleophas here was pretty shocked when she met her in the Jade wolf of all places, wasn't she?"

Cleo's eyes widened. No, all this time. She was just a figure in his plan. But that means...that means that she really led them all into a trap. Horrified, Cleo didn't know what to do. It was all her fault. "I'm asking for the last time. Where is my daughter."

"I will never be your daughter." shocked, Valentine looked at the place from where the voice came from. Looking down at the, now, smaller beta woman in his arms, the alpha loosened his hold and Clary, kicking him into his knee, quickly moved to Luke's side. "Clarissa?" smirking at her shocked father, Clary couldn't help but be proud of the plan they all managed to think about.

"Fine, you got me. What are your plans for now? Torture me? Kill me? So what. My followers will continue to act in my name. You won't win!" scoffing, Clary looked at Luke and they shared a nod, before Luke started moving, circling Valentine so he was on his right side while Clary stood behind him. Hearing steps from behind him, Valentine turned his head, not willing to turn his back to his, insert a sneer, parabatai.

His eyes widened when he saw Jace coming closer to them from his left side and another figure coming from directly behind him. One look confirmed that it was a vampire. An alpha. A movement from his right caught his attention and he sneered angrily when he saw Cleo, the real one, coming to stand next to Clary. Shit, he was encircled.

An old building:

Five people were standing in the middle of a big room, behind them was a cowering old man. His whole body was tied in heavy looking chains and the only clean thing about him were his big beautiful white wings. Then, as if on an order, five heads were lifted, the eyes of five men were wide and pupils dilated.

Two figures, also males, stepped into the room. By the beautiful scent coming from them, they were both omegas. One of them already mated, not that it mattered to them. But the other one, the smell of a pure omega was almost overwhelming and one of the men started salivating. Both omegas looked disoriented and lost. Perfect.

"Ex-Excuse me?...I-ah, we ...we are lost. C-Can you help us?" one of them stammered. A pretty little thing with dark hair and amazingly coloured eyes. One of the alphas stepped forward and reached forward to touch the omega that has spoken. The pretty thing flinched slightly and gave a nervous smile.

"We...we were in the city and some men started following us and ...and we started running and now we can't find our way back." this time it was the other one that spoken. This one was already mated but still smelled amazing. The rest of the alphas slowly circled them, the two omegas stepping closer to each other, feeling that something wasn't right.

"Of course we will help you, won't we men?" he asked smirking and laughed when the others smirked. It has been a long time since he had an omega. Oh, this will be fun. Reaching forward with quick movements, he grabbed the unmated one, letting the others have fun with the other omega. This pretty one will be all his.

"Ah" chuckling, he pulled him closer to his body, running his nose up and down his slender neck, breathing in the sweet aroma the omega was releasing. Feeling him tremble, the alpha pulled him even closer, burying his nails into the soft skin on his waist.

Hearing the sharp inhale he chuckled once more and moved to bite into the pale skin but was stopped by the feeling of something sharp against the back of his neck. "If I was you, I would let the omega go." a deep voice, definitely alpha, was heard from behind him and his eyes fell on his comrades. His eyes widened when he saw that they, too, were held at gun point. By some chick and the...the mated omega? What?

Feeling the omega in his hands moving, feeling the kick in his...ehen, soft place, and another one against his knee he cursed and let him go. Quickly turning around and taking a step back, he saw that the alpha that attacked him was a warlock and the sweet smelling omega moved to his side, almost hiding behind him, and was glaring at him.

Fuck, it was a trap. "Alexander, darling. Please go help the angel." he saw the omega nodding and running to the old man who was looking at the situation with unnatural bright eyes. Returning his attention to the other alpha before him he gulped when he saw the murderous glare aimed at his person. "You...have made a fatal mistake. No one can touch MY Alexander." shivering at the growl, the alpha started praying for his life.

Alec kneeled next to the man on the ground, still not sure what to think about the possibility that it was an angel. Looking at the chains that were binding him, he tried to think about the best way to untie them. "Alexander Lightwood." quickly looking up, he was shocked to find two light, almost white, coloured eyes looking at him.

"You..you know my name?" the angel nodded, still looking at him, not even blinking. Alec decided that the chains were most important for now and turned back to them. But how to unlock them. They must be bound by some kind of dark magic. Wait, magic?

"Magnus?!" not needing to look he knew that his alpha heard him and when the older man kneeled next to him, he pointed to the chains. "I think they are bound by some kind of dark magic. I can't seems to open them." Magnus nodded and closed his eyes, concentrating on the magic. Once he found it he sneered. He knew this magic, Iris Rouse. Breaking the magic, he opened his yellow eyes just in time to see the chains evaporate and the man, the angel, before them stood up, unfolding his wings.

The angel first looked at the omega and then at the alpha, reaching a hand towards them. Magnus and Alec shared quick look before taking the hands. Immediately, they were sucked into another vision. It was some kind of a field. The sky was orange and red and there was absolutely nothing around them. And then, from nowhere, a sword fell from the sky, the Soul Sword, and was plunged into the ground.

A figure suddenly appeared. A tall figure wrapped in a black coat, they looked like Death. One bony hands took a hold of the handle of the sword and the figure shattered. Blinking, Alec found himself back in the room. Looking around himself, it looked as if he wasn't away even a minute. Izzy and Simon were still looking at the four alphas, guarding them, while the one that was with Magnus laid unmoving on the ground and Alec had this feeling that he won't move anytime soon.

Feeling the hand that was holding his loosen, he turned to look back at the angel, feeling Magnus moving closer. "What was that? What did you shown us?" but the angel didn't say anything. He just gently touched Alec's cheek, cradling it, before looking upwards and disappearing.

Alec looked at Magnus who was already looking at him. "What was that?"

The old ship, shabby part of NY:

Gasping for breath, even though he didn't need to, Raphael dodged another hit from a Shadowhunter that was attacking him. It must have been a trap in a trap or only freaking luck. Minutes after they finally caught that bastard Valentine, more than twenty of Valentine's Shadowhunters appeared from nowhere and started attacking them.

In that chaos they lost Valentine and Raphael was sure that he ran away the second he could. Such a coward. Grabbing the annoying Shadowhunter and throwing him against a wall, the alpha vampire huffed. Finally, that was the last of them. "Everyone alright?" nodding to Luke, Raphael started walking away, knowing that they won't need him any more.

He was worried about Simon, He knew that he could take care of himself but still, he couldn't help but be worried. Stepping into the next building, because of course Valentine would hide an angel in the next thing to where he was hiding, and looking for his dear mate. Finding him standing next to Isabelle and guarding four alphas, he smirked. This wouldn't have happened before. But Simon has changed since then. He became more confident and badass if he dared to say so.

Walking behind him and nuzzling against his ear, he saw him smile and turn slightly so he was more fitted in his arms. "Good job, tesoro." he murmured into his ear before kissing it, turning his attention, with Simon still nestled in his arms, towards Magnus and Alec. They looked really shocked. He just hoped that nothing too bad. There was enough of that for today.

To be continued

FINISHED! Finally. I hope you like it and please don't hesitate leave a comment if you like it. They help me writing.

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