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Chapter 18
Magnus' POV
I felt so... humiliated. I learned the second time in my long life, why warlocks are so intimidating. When you're not able to do something against a magic attack, you recognize how powerful magic really is. I always thought I'm in a good shape, enough to defend myself, skinny... yes, but with enough strength hidden in my built, lean muscles. But always when I was without my magic, my physical strength didn't do me any good because my enemies could use magic!
I haven't been a good dog... my throat felt like it was on fire or burnt halfway through of acid. Bear number two had to pull the chain a few times because I was too slow in following his orders. We entered a very huge open room, light flooded in through wide and high windows everywhere and everything was... white! White walls, curtains, carpets, seats, couches... everything. There were couples making out on every surface, some of them having sex without even recognizing the presence of other people anymore.
My father sat in a white throne heightened on a platform, right next to him sat Aisha talking to him and on his left side sat a man with dark red skin, his fingers had long, sharp black nails, his eyes were golden green cat eyes like mine and my father's... maybe another brother. My father looked in our direction and made a come hither motion with his hand yelling: "Aaron! You're bringing over my new favorite family toy and one of my favorite slaves! Come over here...!" Aaron!? Aaron!? That's not funny! Bear number two name's Aaron?! The collar collided with my neck again as Aaron moved but I didn't, lost in my thoughts. A painful moan escaped my lips as my legs followed, the acid biting its way into my skin. Somewhere in the back of my mind , under the pain, I recognized the hands sliding over my legs, knees, forearms, tail trying to hold me. In front of my father Aaron disconnected the chain to Emeralds collar. She immediately went up the steps, kissed my father deeply and then was pushed down by her shoulders while my father got more comfortable on his throne, Emerald got to work on opening his belt and trousers... I turned my head away, closing my eyes in disgust. "For Lilith's sake... please don't do that, you can't be serious..."
"Oh come on Magnus! Don't play the sweet, little, blushing virgin here! Take a look around! Savor the lust that's flooding around in that room!... Ohhh... She's so great at that... you have to try her..." I cursed my own reactions as I looked at him angrily and saw Emerald's head bobbing up and down my father's length and his relaxed face with his closed eyes. Aisha and the guy to the left of my father grinned and watched my reactions. I looked away again, watching a water reflection dancing on a wall and trying to fade out the noises coming from my father or the other couples... I hissed in Aaron's (I still can't believe that's his name!) direction as he pulled the chain hard at the final moan of my father, I had been so successful in zoning out. The moment I looked at him again, he smiled down to Emerald and his thumb smeared the remnants of his cum over her wet lips. Her eyes showed no feelings or thoughts as he did that whilst she was dressing him up again. After closing my father's belt she stood up and the man next to my father grabbed her wrist pulling her into his chest kissing her hard and I frowned at the thought of my father's cum still lingering on her tongue and that guy's...
I shook myself out of those thoughts and said to Asmodeus: "So that's what my future is gonna look like?" I nodded in Emeralds direction. "A slave pushed from one swollen dick to the next one?" Asmodeus took the hand of my sister, pressed a kiss on her fingers and laid it down on his knee, he leaned back in his throne looking at me amused. "Now now, don't be so sassy. I don't know how your future looks like, it depends..." "It depends on what!?" "Who will win you, of course! I think for maybe two years and then we will let them fight over you again. What do you think? So your little nephilim will have the possibility to get you for a little while every two years!" I watched him angrily but as I tried to get over to him and crash my fist into his grin, Aaron pulled the chain back and I nearly fell backwards. Hands were grabbing for naked skin from all sides while I still tried to swallow back the pained moan. Asmodeus bent over looking down at me amused. "I think I'm very forthcoming here so don't be so unappreciative! Your little nephilim boyfriend just needs to find a way to come into my realm and then you can cheer for him winning the games!"
I grabbed the collar and tried to hold it back from touching my skin as I stood up again, I watched my father who looked like a happy child with a new toy. "Do you know how much I really hate you?" "My son, it's not nice to say something like that. I let you come in here to see something more of your influence on other species, but it seems your not very interested in everything that happens here." He pointed to the man next to him, Emerald was sitting on his lap, riding him like a horse gliding up and down on his cock. The man laid back in his chair, gripping her hips tight and taking the control of her moves as loud moans escaped his lips. "Although we've got so much sexual tension here... Take a look around! There has to be someone you want to fuck... or someone you want to be fucked from. For me it doesn't matter, pick one or two... or more?" My father pointed to the people in the room, humans, demons, warlocks, faeries, vampires who were somehow not influenced by the sunlight in this realm, werewolves a little bit of everything. My gaze stayed on my father's face. "I'm not interested. Just like you said."
He really looked disappointed for a second before clapping his hands and saying: "Okay! So no private performances anymore, I understand. That leaves me disappointed and in a bad mood... Aaron, bring him back to his room. Magnus... I hope you'll sleep tight and will have pleasant dreams again." He smiled so sickly sweet down at me, I knew exactly that he knew what I had dreamed about earlier this day and recognized maybe it wasn't all a dream. My jailer pulled on the chain, making the collar burn in my skin again, but I refused to move as long as I could stand against the pain and the strength of Aaron. I glared at my father, my hands gripped the collar harder and I felt it becoming hot under my fingers as Aaron let more magic flow into the spell of the collar. A sizzling sound and rising smoke attended the words I spat in my father's direction "I'm your son, not your damn pet! I will kill everyone who wins me before getting close to breaking me!... No matter what they will do to me,... I'll pay them back thousandfold!" The pain made my hands shake and my breath quiver but also angry as hell. My father's look was serious now "We will see..." he let his fingers snap, it was the last thing I saw before blackness surrounded me.
Alecs POV
I hated all the debates with no solution, we turned around in circles, just running on the same spot... it gave me headaches. I rubbed my temples but it gave me no relief. "We have to get in there, no matter with whom we have to work together!" Catarina's voice. "He... or it... doesn't want to work together, no matter how much we pay or promise him... or it..." Simon answered. "How does it work to get from one dimension to another? Does he have to concentrate on us to send us there? Or will he... be transferred there and does he have to be alive for that or can we switch places?..." Jace shot the questions out without a break until Tessa interrupted him "You have to concentrate on the people, so you can't switch places after killing someone or be transferred without permission by touching the rightly transferred person..." Izzy and Clary came back from their 'hunt' but they were searching for information and people who had been contacted to invite them to the games. I slowly turned in my chair in the living room and looked at them waiting. "Since yesterday's late afternoon downworlders, black market members and demons got invitations for the games. No one is willing to give that right away or work together with us, but we only know four of the people we heard about, no one with friendly background..." Izzy looked tired and was interrupted by Clary: "The biggest problem is..." she bit down on her lip, refusing to look into my eyes and Izzy took over: "... the games start tonight. The most players already left."
I squeezed my eyes shut, digging my nails deep into the fabric of my jeans. That can't be true... I felt like I was being pushed into a deep black hole without a ground to ever crash down on. I stood up and made my way over to the bedroom. "Jace, get ready. It's our turn to find a way in this fucking Nah'raz realm. Pick out enough weapons." With that I closed the door behind me and began to change.
Magnus' POV
I woke up from my black dreamless sleep, the world outside started to fade into the darkness of the dawn. I laid on the bed in 'my' room and wasn't even awake five minutes as the door opened and Aaron came in, the chain connected to my collar while the door closed behind him. "Hello sleeping beauty. Get ready, I have to guide you to the arena." I looked at him shocked, my body moving on its own will as I shot out of the bed. "What?! Now? ... No!" He grabbed my upper arm hard and pushed me over to the bathroom, although I tried everything to work against his weight and strength, but he shoved me into the room and blocked the door with his whole body. "No discussion. Do your business, comb your hair, do your make up or whatever!" I went over to the toilet, looking at him pissed. "Close the door!" He smiled sarcastically and pushed the door closed, the chain sadly still worked gliding over the wood between door and door frame. "No shower! You smell fresh enough!"
I rolled my eyes, did what I had to do and opened the door without doing my hair or make up, just to be stubborn. Aaron watched me, exhaled audibly, showing how pissed he was and snapped his fingers to straighten my 'clothes', the slave outfit I still wore. Then he grabbed the brush and looked at me with a warning in his eyes. I just stood there whilst he combed my hair, then pushed me to the door. We passed the large room again but this time there were no couples making out, it was completely empty. We walked out on a balcony and I saw the backs of three thrones and behind the balustrade the big form of an arena, the rows of seats going higher than the balcony line, every seat was occupied and it was so damn loud! There were downworlders, humans and demons in every form it looked like in the colosseum in its best times. My father looked over his shoulder and stood up as he saw me. Aaron pushed me forward until I stood next to Asmodeus, my sister smiled at me but kept seating in her throne.
My father made a move with his hand and it went silent, his voice echoed loud as if through speakers. "My friends!" He grabbed my arm, pulled me into his side and laid his arm over my shoulder after that as if I were his buddy. The chain snapped from Aaron's wrist to my father's. "I'm glad you all found the time to come into my realm, my home and to my games!" Everyone cheered, the noise was overwhelming. I looked over the balustrade to the center of the arena and saw... I don't know... maybe one hundred people and... things. The candidates! I stepped forward, my fathers arm slid from my shoulder, my eyes scanned everything for only one person, the one candidate I wanted to be here... But I didn't find him. "I hope we will all have fun and I want to show you the precious price! Although I'm sure until now everyone knows the neko!" I felt my father step up behind me, grabbing the back of my neck and nearly pushing me forward over the railing. A large image of me was projected into the arena so everyone could see me. My hope shattered like my heart in that moment... Alexander... He's not here.
Alecs POV
I left the bedroom fully clothed in my gear, I went over to Jace, marking him with runes and getting runes myself. Then I grabbed everything to fill my belts over my chest and waist with weapons. I picked out two seraph blades and my bow and quiver. Ready to kick some asses! I will get to Magnus no matter what it takes. "Ready? I need to do something. Now!" Jace looked at me a second before pushing throwing knives into his belt. "Alec, we're not going to kill everyone we meet on the hunt, are we?" I shot him an angry look and as I wanted to say something with my index finger pointing in his face... the scenery around me changed and I looked directly in the face of... "Hayden...?" He looked at me shocked: "Oh fuck...!" Then he turned around and left and I took a look around activating my seraph blade whispering "Aebel"...
Magnus' POV
My father snapped his fingers and pointed to the middle of the Arena, where the candidates looked surprised and stepped a few feet back to clear the space where dark red sparks formed a circle on the ground. "And there he is! Welcome our special guest!" The audience cheered and screamed. "Special for our candidates... and for the price! Alexander Gideon Lightwood! A nephilim and the man who got to taste the sweet little neko alone until now!" In the now free space stood Alexander! He looked so confused, his finger pointed directly in front of him to... Hayden? Hayden turned around looking as shocked as Alexander, and ran away through the crowd of candidates. That fucking asshole is here as a candidate!? That thought left my mind fast, another one filling everything alone: "Alexander..." I whispered and then tried to get over the balustrade, no matter how deep I had to jump or fall or whatever. My father held me back, tightly gripping my collar. "Alexander!... Alexander!..."
He had a silver shimmering seraph blade in his hand before Hayden was out of his visual range and looked around, his gaze surprised as it fell on me. He had the perfect look of a shadowhunter, full gear, weapons everywhere, fresh runes showing on his visible skin and a look in his face which could kill alone for itself. He made a few steps towards me, the other candidates went out of his way still surprised, but some of them already got a hungry expression. "Magnus!" With another flick of my father's hand, the arena changed. Walls shot up from the dust and separated five candidates in each newly formed room. Alexander nearly ran into one wall and they were so high that I lost him, I couldn't see him anymore. "Enough! Now that everybody is here, we can start the games! As you see, we are a little bit too many people and have to reduce the number of candidates. The first game is the easiest ever... fight until only one is left alive in your room..."
Alecs POV
There he was... he was gripping a gold collar with one hand and the railing of a balcony with the other, trying to get over it with a desperate expression. His soft caramel coloured skin of his upper body was bare and visible for everyone, the struggling against his father made his trained muscles in his arms and stomach bulge. Three golden chains were shimmering on his collarbone and breast, hanging down from the collar, a golden snake twisted its way around his biceps, a white loincloth decorated with gold was showing off his perfect sculptured caramel legs. They had no right to see him like that! They had no right to touch him! I made a few steps toward the balcony and ran into a wall that shot out of the dust, it was definitely too high to jump over it. I punched the wall, letting out an angry growl and recognized only now that Asmodeus' voice echoed across the arena, working its way through the dull cotton feeling in my ears. "...we can start the games! As you see, we are a little bit too many people and have to reduce the number of candidates. The first game is the easiest ever... fight until only one is left alive in your room..."
I looked around in the now smaller arena where I was left with four other people... one of them was Hayden. Although he was the center of my aggression and I just wanted to rip his head off, I turned to the raum demon, Hayden was a mundie after all. A warlock let green sparks erupt from his fingers, disappeared and left three hellhounds back in exchange, a male vampire was number five in here. "Let the games begin! Fight!" The raum demon immediately attacked me with one of his tentacles but I could jump over it and slice it open. The demon screeched like a wounded animal but I had to concentrate on dodging the body of a jumping hellhound. He missed my arms only a few inches and his needle like teeth sliced into the skin of a tentacle instead. Good for me... The raum demon was distracted and attacked the hellhound instead of me. I saw how the vampire attacked Hayden, he tried to defend himself with a sword, the black smoke like forms of the other two hellhounds attacked the raum demon too.
I sliced off the other tentacle, black blood hit my face and my gear and the hellhounds did great work with biting big wounds into the flaked skin. The raum demon screamed without a break and got one of the hellhounds into his grip with the wounded arm, hundreds of teeth biting into him. I knew the raum demon will loose that fight in the end. I turned halfway around and saw how the vampire let Hayden go who fell to the floor like a sack of potatoes, blood running down his neck. I picked the second seraph blade out of my belt and named it "Bethor" before throwing it and stabbing the vampire right into the heart. I turned back around as the raum demon lost against the last two hellhounds and sank to the ground. The hellhounds looked at me with their red eyes, bared teeth, their scrubby black hair stood up in their necks. A few minutes later after dodging a few attacks and running the seraph blade through ones chest, the last one got a hold on my arm. My scream echoed from the walls and I stabbed the hellhound in the side until his teeth let go of my biceps. I kicked the lifeless body away before it faded into smoke like his companions and the raum demon. I drew an Iratze on my arm and watched the wounds closing, the blood stopped running down my arm under the shirt.
I put the stele away and went over to Hayden who still laid in the dust where he fell, but his chest was still moving, so he lived. I looked down at him, he tried to hold his blood in with pressing his hands on the wound on his neck, the vampire didn't just drink his blood, he left a big bite wound, the bloody flesh laid in the dust next to Hayden. "I'm... I'm sorry... Tell... Tell him that...Please...Please Alec..." I nodded shortly after a few seconds of hesitation, he was dying here, so I stopped being stubborn and granted him his last wish.
Magnus' POV
My father pulled me back until I sat in the throne next to his. He let a projection in the size of a big window appear in front of us. It showed the room Alexander was fighting for his life in. He moved his hand and every sound of talking people, fights or screams disappeared, the only sounds I heard came out of Alec's fight. My father leaned over and said: "He is a really good looking guy and a nephilim. Do you know that everyone of us tries to get a nephilim in their bed? It's because of their pure blood, they smell like angels..." I didn't look at him once, my eyes were glued to Alec fighting the raum demon and the hellhound that tried to jump onto him, but I heard every word even if I tried to ignore them. "... it must be heaven to lick the sweat off his heated skin. It would be a disaster to loose him here, right?"
I breathed in as deep as I could and wondered not the first time in my relationship with Alec how damn fast this man was. Within a few minutes the vampire, the raum demon and one hellhound fell. My nails were digging into my thighs as the vampire sucked the life out of Hayden, then teared out a big piece of flesh with his teeth and spat it to the ground. "You don't have to be sorry for him. He betrayed you..." At that I looked at Asmodeus for a second. "He told us where to find you, which spells you used for protection and how to get in. His plans... and all for the chance to win you here. Mmh... didn't work very well." I watched the projection again, not really feeling sorry for Hayden anymore. Alexander had to coordinate the fight against two hellhounds now and he did it very good. His seraph blade sliced through the jumping hellhound's underside as he glided through beneath him on his knees. He stood up again and I heard him scream as the last hellhound bit down on his left upper arm, ripping the material of his gear and let blood run down Alecs arm and dripping from the hellhounds flews.
"Alec..." I tried to stand up but it was like I was glued to the throne, I had no choice but to watch without doing something. Alexander stabbed the hellhound and picked out his stele to draw an Iratze on his arm a little unsteady because he had to use his left hand for it. I heard the words Hayden said to him, but I didn't want to hear them. A projection of Alec became visible above his arena and three protections of other candidates above other rooms, showing off the winners. From one second to the other Alec disappeared. "Where did you send him?!" My father watched me amused. "Where all the winners go, to the infirmary. I want them to be in a good shape for tomorrow. Your boyfriend was impressive but he could have killed his enemies a little slower, he was the first winner..." He really looked disappointed I couldn't believe that. "I want to see him." "You saw him a few minutes ago." "Now. I want to see him, talk to him, touch him..." Asmodeus smiled wickedly. "Ah, so that's my option to get a private performance..." I locked my eyes with his but said nothing, he could read it in my eyes. "Watch the other fights, they are all here for you. I have to say we've got a lot of hot guys and women here, human looking, you seem to prefer that form..." I slouched back in my chair and tried not to listen to him anymore. I began to chew on my fingernails to keep myself busy, Haydens last words nagging at my insides after what my father told me. Hayden didn't ask for forgiveness cause he was here as a candidate, he asked because he sold me out and I didn't know if I could forgive him.
