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One Thousand Paper Cranes
Magnus Bane's long fingers completed the 999th paper crane.
"Isn't this one beautiful Alec?" He held it up for his boyfriend to see. Alec smiled weakly.
"Yeah, it is," Then he looked up at all the other one Magnus had made. They were all hung up in the infirmary's ceilings. Some of them made from shiny origami paper, some of them from left over sandwich wrappers. It had been weeks now and the demon poison wasn't going away. Magnus had tried everything. Even spells from the White Book, but to no avail. Instead he made the paper cranes, and he was told that if he made one thousand and made a wish, the wish would come true. It was a Japanese legend, at least Magnus was pretty sure it was.
Magnus smiled at Alec sadly. He had to go now. With a peck on the lips, Magnus whispered in Alec's ear,
"I gotta go now," Then he gave Alec another smile and left the Institute.
At Magnus's Apartment
Magnus rummaged around for another piece of paper. He had to have one somewhere.
"Ah ha!" Triumphantly, he held up a piece of parchment paper. Now, used to making paper cranes. He sat down on his sofa and set to work. He would hang up the last crane tomorrow. Right now, he'd rest. As he closed his eyes, some glitter from his hair splattered his eyelids.
The Next Morning
Magnus bolted upright and remembered. He had to go to Alec's. Some people would find this as a chore, but Magnus, sure as hell, didn't. Picking up the paper crane he set off down the road.
When Magnus reached the Institute, he knocked on the door, and Isabelle let him in with a sad smile. Magnus raced to the infirmary.
"Alec! It's the last one!" He cried. Alec laughed.
"Do you think it'll even work?" Alec asked. His voice was still raspy.
"It has to work, dear," He set it down on the table beside the bed. "Are you doing okay?" Magnus gently moved some hair away from Alec's eyes. Alec nodded, his eyes closed.
When Magnus woke up, it was dark. With a jolt he realized he was still in the Institute. There was something else too… it was quiet. In fact it was too quiet.
"Alec?" He whispered, alert. No answer. "Alec?" He said more desperately. He checked for a pulse and set two fingers on Alec's neck. Nothing. Nothing at all. He was dreaming, a nightmare he decided. He pinched himself, hard. Ow… It wasn't a dream. In a fury he ripped all the cranes down from the ceiling and burned them to ashes. He threw the ashes out the windows and they fell to the ground one by one like lifeless flower petals.