Magnus Bane Apartment
Rebekah
I stood in front of the the High Warlock of Brooklyn, the DownWorlder who took my memories for my mother, my mother who wanted to protect me. He stepped out of the way signaling that we were welcomed into his home. The walls and floors shook with the music that deafened us. Simon walked closer to me I wonder if he's uncomfortable as I am. From what I remembered you had to go up a level to his apartment. But now there's a big open space that held many different DownWorlders. Supernaturals are what we humans call them, are all in their little group making them easier to tell them apart. Standing by the woman who had to many arms were the vampires who were drinking thick blood.
Vampires who were pasty white, bright red lips and looked very young. I guess that happens when your body freezes forever. I wonder if you go up to them and ask if they sparkle, they'll get the reference while ripping your head from your shoulders. Their fangs are nothing like the movies or tv show, they're very thin, but deadly. Also I wonder how they keep them clean, they're as white as their skins. Maybe they still brush or glamour the dentists.
Fairies I guess you can call them, Jace were right very pretty. Some look human while others had web feet or crazy hair. Like for example one hair was neon green with snakes that occasionally, playfully snip at each other.
Trolls, Goblins and more. The lights were dim but will switch colors ever few seconds and who knew the DownWorlders know what rock music is. I think they're playing Disturbed.
"This is just wow." Everyone with me nodded.
"What happen to the werewolves?" The three Shadowhunters hissed at him to 'shut up.'
"If you want my floors to be flooded with blood and body parts flying around my room, then I can send a message to the moon children?" Magnus questioned Simon.
"No, no that's ok." Simon looked pale, he's probably imagining the blood and death.
"Because of the accords, vampires and werewolves agreed to stay out of way of each other." Alec explained.
" That you are right handsome." I smiled at Alec shocked face.
"Can we get to the reason why we are here." Jace said.
"Yes, Rebekah Fairchild, I've been waiting for you to show up at my front door since I gave your mother a warning about Valentines men showing up at my club and had spotted you."
"Wait Valentines men were at your club?" He have a nod.
"Those men you seen me conversing with, I believe you said I had cool eyes."
And Magnus showed us his slit golden, orange eyes. I gasped. The night I met Jace and followed him into the club. I'm the one who lead Valentine to my mother.
"It's my fault Valentine found her." I said sadly.
"No it's not your fault Becks."
"The Wayland boy is right." Wayland? "Valentine had his men searching for your mother over a decade dear, Valentine knew who to keep his eyes on and he was right to follow Lucian."
"Why would he think my mother was dead in the first place."
We watched as Magnus looked around his apartment before crooking his finger that had glittering showering the floor, to follow him. He lead us into his room that was decorated with very bright colors. His heavy furry comforter looks like a has clown thrown up on it, his curtains that blocked the moonlight from shining in to his floor to ceiling windows were hot pink. While his walk in closet doors were bright blue. The whole room was making my eyes hurt.
" After your mother left Valentine she contacted a Warlock who was a very good friend mine of the name Ragnor Fell, Jocelyn who never believed that Valentine had died was scared for her life and her unborn child. You." He winked at me before continuing.
" They both snuck into the Great Hall of The Angelswhere Shadowhunters and DownWorlders sign what you mundanes will call a 'peace treaty', and found a woman the circle had killed, Ragnor used his magic to make the dead Shadowhunters look like Jocelyn."
" Knowing it was a good time as any, since the Clave was out hunting down the Circle, moved the body to a place and burnt the body to the point not even the Silent Brothers can identify. Your mother took her wedding ring and placed it on the burnt corpse."
I was just sitting there absorbing everything Magnus was saying just like everyone else.
"Was she that scared of Valentine that she went through all that trouble so he can believe she was dead?"
"Pumpkin, Valentine and his group killed hundreds of people that day, even his own fellow Shadowhunters." The three of them in the room gasped. " It is very frowned upon to do so."
"They Clave will call for their death." Isabelle said in shock.
"So the all those years Jocelyn Morgenstern was believed to be dead. But Valentine knew better, he knew that if one person can find his wife it'll be Lucian Greymark. And he did. Not knowing he would be leading the most hated Shadowhunter by both Demon hunters and DownWorlders to your mother."
" Did my mother know he would be coming for her?"
Magnus nodded with a sad look in his eye. " Your mother had a plan that involved, me, Doretha, Ragnor and Amara."
"Amara, said she didn't know anything. Just what she saw in her dreams, I mean visions."
"Not knowingly, you were right Amara never knew that she would become a pawn for your mother." He walked to a painting I now see many piled in the corner. " Your mother watched the witch for weeks before using her to further what she has planned."
The painting he was holding was the one I seen when the Silent Brothers were shifting through my blocked memories.
"That painting." He gave it to me.
"Your mother heard her tell the man in the painting-" He was interrupted by Simon.
"Uh, does this place have a bathroom?"
Jace glared at him while Magnus who's mouth was still open from being interrupted, whose eyebrow was also twitching with annoyance. Magnus only pointed a finger towards his door. Isabelle said she'll take him. Which I thought was a good idea with all the DownWorlders out on the floor.
As they left Magnus ruffled his hair and cleared his throat.
"Well where was I."
"Amara." Alec answered.
"Yes! Your mother who was watching Amara heard the witch warn the man about his heart, he needed to check the irregular beating." Pointing at the painting he said.
" After the man died your mother met the wife at the coffee shop 'accidentally' and they talked, the woman explained her husband accident and your mother found her opening she let slipped that she's an artist."
"So my mom-"
"Drew the woman husband portrait, and just Jocelyn luck the woman couldn't bear to have the photo and your mother kept it."
"And told the same story to me, letting me believe that he was my father."
"That's correct. Your were my greatest work Rebekah Fairchild, not only did I watch you grow up into a beautiful woman might I add, I made sure your mother knew when my spell was wearing off."
We watched as he moved his finger pointing in the air drawing the angel rune that was floating in blue flames.
"Every time you drew that rune, your mother brought you back to me."
"And how long was that?" Asked Jace.
"Every two years."
And before anymore can be said, Isabelle bursting through the door panic written all over her face.
"It's the mundane Simon, the vampires took him."
I slowly got up. "What do you mean took him Izzy? You were supposed to be watching him!" I yelled.
"I'm sorry Bekah, I watched as he walked into that bathroom. Then a couple of vampires surrounded me and I had to defend myself, while I was doing that one of them vamp into the bathroom."
"You ok?" Alec asked his sister hugging her.
Magnus quickly left the room I guess to search for the vampires that attack one of his guest and kidnapped my friend at his party.
"We need to find Simon, like now." I told everyone in the room.
Magnus came back into the room closed his door.
"The group of vampires have gone, vacated the premises, but they left this." He gave me a note.
"Rebekah Fairchild bring yourself and the cup or the mundane dies."
"This is not happening, not Simon. I already lost my mom and Luke, I can't lose him too."
Jace grabbed the note from me and with a growl burned it with a rune before bringing me into his arms.
"And you won't, I promise you we'll get the mundane back."
