Magnus Point Of View
Magnus had stayed with Alexander for only 5 minutes before he gently put his head on a pillow and bolted. He found Will and Jem in the next room and told them that their companion would need to rest for a bit before they could leave, they simply nodded and went into the main room. Magnus searched the house until he finally managed to find Ragnor in his inside garden, Raphael by his side with their heads vent towards each other. When the vampire saw Magnus he jumped away from Ragnor and muttered something about coming back later. Wasting no time Magnus rushed to Ragnor and let himself fall against him, trusting Ragnor to catch him.
"What the bloody hell is the matter with you Magnus ?" Ragnor said rushing to catch him before he could hit the ground.
'Why, isn't it obvious ? Look at me, Ragnor , look!" Magnus said his voice higher than usual and his arms flung out to his sides. Ragnor gave him an incredulous look and raised his shoulders signifying he clearly had no idea what the problem was.
'My outfit you dufus! I look awful." Ragnor gave him a look and was about to start lecturing him on his priorities when real tears left Magnus eyes. Instead of questioning him, Ragnor simply took his hand and led him to his bedroom, throwing his closet open and inviting Magnus to grab anything he wanted. Magnus squealed and thanked his friend, quickly grabbing his favorite and rushing to the master bathroom to take a shower.
The party had lasted longer than Magnus had anticipated, going all the way to the morning and his clothes were full of sweat and Alexander's blood. The warm weather helped relax his shoulders and when he walked out wearing Ragnor's clothes which included a long coat that flapped behind him, Magnus felt composed. Ragnor was leaning against his couch a cup of tea on his hands and another across the small table from him. Magnus crossed the room and flopped down on the opposite couch reaching for the tea. They were silent for a moment before Ragnor decided to speak up.
"What has made you so upset ?" He asked tentatively . Magnus told him everything, from the shadowhunter's request to Alexander's explanation. Through it all Ragnor sat patiently, only stopping him twice to refill his cup.
"You believed him?" Ragnor asked once Magnus had finished talking.
"I casted a spell, I would have known if he lied." His energy had been pretty low after he finished healing Alexander and fighting Azazel so he leaned back fully intending to take a nap.
"I still don't understand why you're so upset. From what I hear, your still alive in 200 years and have even managed to find someone. Now don't get me wrong, I would never approve of a relationship between you and one of the nephilim, but when it comes to a love interest you never care what I say." Magnus closed his eyes and tried to think of a way to explain his feelings.
" It scares me. The way he looks at me as if the world revolves around me, and the way he makes me feel. When Azazel stabbed him, I felt the pain and I was desperate to save him, even though he is just a shadowhunter. Even with Camille I didn't feel like that. And there's that too. I just got out of a relationship with Camille. She represented so much more than just a lover. I fooled myself into thinking she would be my companion for centuries to come. Even after we broke up, the pain was nothing compared to how it would feel to lose Alexander if he died."
"So your telling me your upset because you met someone who makes you care ? " It was obvious that Ragnor didn't understand him, which only made Magnus mad.
"Of Course I' m upset you idiot. Alexander is a mortal. If I let my feelings for him grow, the pain I will feel when he leaves will be overwhelming. "
"You dont think its worth it ? "
"No." Magnus answered and sunk once again into the soft couch.
" If your going to sleep, sleep in the bed. What should I tell him when he wakes up?" Ragnor said already walking towards the door.
"Tell him nothing. I will take the blood to the Institute later today or tomorrow. " Ragnor nodded and walked out closing the door.
Magnus laid down on the bed, letting his exhaustion drown his worries.
The sun had just begun to sink, the flowers moving softly as the east wind blew. A little boy, no older than 8 sat by his mother's side, his eyes fixated on a long yellow gem held by his mother. He reached his small hand out but the mother stopped him before he could touch the gem, his whines falling on deaf ears.
"Do you know what this is, bayi?" The mother's voice was soft and filled with an emotion that the young child could not understand.
"I do no not, Ibu, but it resembles my eyes ." The young boy answered, his eyes twinkling as much as the gem did. A small smile graced the mother's face, but it disappeared in a second and the mother let out a long sigh.
"You speak the truth bayi. This stone was given to me by ayah, it was to keep me safe while he was away hunting." The small boy seemed even more eager to hold the gem but the mother simply extended her hand out of reach.
'Does it work Ibu? " His voice was full of excitement as he settled down and leaned against his mother.
"It does not. " The mother turned her eyes to the child, a sudden coldness there, but the kid paid no attention to it and simply leaned more heavily against her.
"If it worked you would not be here bayi. Do not make that face, I don't wish to explain it so hold your tongue." The mother looked sternly at the child until he quieted down once again.
"I will be leaving soon bayi."
"Why Ibu?"
"Because you will soon be taken from me. It is for the best for I do not know what to do with you. But you came from my womb drank from my breast and have held my hand as you have grown. I can not continue to live as if nothing were the matter. I can not help you, and I did not want you. Still I brought you into this earth and I have to pay for it."
The mother softly brushed the child's hair off his face and wiped the lone tears that escaped his face.
"Ibu, please forgive me. I know I am different from the others. Please don't give me away. Please Ibu." The mother brushed his hair and patted his back as he cried. Eventually his tears stopped and the mother stood up.
"Go outside and bring me some water. Take the lamp with you." The child obeyed still fearful of being given away. His mother pulled him close before he stepped outside and kissed his face. The boy gave the mother a smile and walked outside.
When the boy returned he found his mother hanging from the rafters of the farm. He pulled at her feet and cried and begged for help but none came and he stood by the corpse of his mother through the night.
The little boy was curled in a ball under his mother's feet, his eyes puffy from crying. A tall figure walked towards the farm, making enough noise to wake him, and the boys body filled with a childish hope that they might save his mother. He sprang up and raced towards the figure, and as he neared him and finally recognized him the little boy was no more.
"Azazel ." Magnus said looking up at the demon since he was still in the boys body. Azazel paid him no mind and walked towards the farm, stopping only when he was in front of Magnus's mother.
" What a pity, she was quite pretty. " He reached out and placed his hand on her foot. Magnus blood boiled but he put on a mask and sat on a stool close to the door, keeping his eyes on Azazel.
" What do I owe the pleasure to have you in my head? "
"Don't act coy, you know why I'm here. You messed with me, it's only natural I return the favor."
" By looking at my childhood? "
" By destroying everything you ever loved. Have you not wondered how I was able to escape Edom ? It was your father. He came to me offering some of his magic in exchange for a favor. He wanted me to get rid of anything and everything that makes you weak. What he didnt realize was that you have always been weak. "
Magnus shot up in bed, his stomach turning and he just managed to jump up and run into the bathroom before he emptied his stomach. He slid into the cool ground and closed his eyes, images of his mother flashing behind his closed lids. Great, now even his dreams would be turned into nightmares.