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Vampires, scones and Edmund Herondale
Ah, London. It was a beautiful city, was it not? He was summoned by the Shadowhunters in London, they needed his assistance with a certain matter.
Magnus looked around the room, bored with the meeting he was currently in. When a man walked in, Magnus stared.
"Excuse me, Bane?" said Roderick Morgenstern. "Are you attending?"
"I'm so sorry," Magnus said politely. "Somebody incredibly attractive just came into the room, and I ceased to pay attention to a word you were saying."
He had blonde hair but the most remarkable thing about him were his eyes. They were laughing eyes, at once both joyous and tender: they were the radiant pale blue of a sky slipping toward evening in Heaven, when angels who had been sweet all day found themselves tempted to sin.
Magnus turned to Roderick, "May we take a break?" He raised his eyebrows.
"Certainly." Roderick jumped up from his seat and headed toward the Blonde man.
Magnus watched carefully, as they conversed. Then the Blonde one looked at him curiously and nodded at Roderick.
Magnus turned away and got up. He walked around paying attention to every little detail.
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The day had ended and Magnus decided o retire, when he heard a knock at his door. Magnus sighed.
It was raining outside, not uncommon Weather for London. Magnus opened the door.
And there stood the Blonde from the meeting today. Shaking from the cold, with a wretched look on his face.
"And what may I do for you?" Magnus inquired.
"No fewer than four of my esteemed elders told me I was on no account to ever converse with you, so I vowed that I would know you. My name is Edmund Herondale. May I ask your name? They reffered to you only as 'that disgraceful one-warlock show."
Magnus tried to look offended, "Disgraceful? I have been called many thing that were more accurate like, Amazing or Magnificent. But you may call me Magnus. Magnus Bane."
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr Bane." Edmund said.
"Please, call me Magnus and the pleasure is all mine, Edmund."
Edmund Herondale was the first Herondale, Magnus had ever met and he did not disappoint. When Edmund had told Magnus that he had vowed to know him, Magnus was pleased.
He was beautiful, with his golden blonde hair and blue eyes that shone.
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"I shall never eat duck again. I cannot believe I used to like duck. The duck betrayed me." Edmund said in a serious tone.
They had just finished a meal and were now walking the streets of London.
Edmund was telling Magnus about the women he was in love with, and Magnus could tell it was the type of love one never came back from.
The problem? She was a mundane and The Clave wouldn't allow her ascension.
"I thought of love as a game. It is not a game. It is more serious than death." Edmund continued, "I love her, she is more beautiful then anything I have ever laid eyes on. Her smile lights up the world and her laugh contagious.
Her not allowed to ascend crushed me, I couldn't live without her. I'd have to leave the Shadowhunter World to be with her." He looked at the ground sadly.
"One can give up many things for love, but one should not give up oneself."
Edmund looked at me thoughtfully, "Without Linette, I might as well be dead. I was born to be a warrior, and I was born to be with her. Tell me how to reconcile the two, because I cannot!"
Magnus stayed silent.
"She will not allow me to give up being a Shadowhuter, so it should be easy. should it not? but why then do i feel empty." He looked up at Magnus, "She needs to see sense, that it is not crazy that is driving me but love. But I'm afraid it would be a massive task, nearly impossible. She is very stubborn."
"I will help you!" Magnus said delightfully.
Edmund looked at him, "Why? Why would you help me?"
"I have very few rules in life, but one of them is to never decline an adventure. The others are: to avoid becoming romantically entangled with sea creatures; to always ask for what you want, because the worst thing that can happen is embarrassment but the best thing that can happen is nudity; to demand ready money up front; and to never play cards with Catarina Loss."
Edmund looked behind Magnus with a contorted look on his face, Magnus turned to see a Demon.
Magnus sighed, "You cannot go and kill that Demon if you are going to leave the Shadow world, it is not your duty and you could get killed."
Edmund looked at Magnus incredulously, "But how? I...I cannot just stop! And I haven't left the Shadow world yet." He pulled out a Seraph blade, whispered its name.
"Very well," Magnus said. "Let us pause for a moment and consider—Oh, you have already run off Splendid."
Edmund had jumped onto a carriage, jumped down and started to fight the Demon, the carriage door was starting to open when Magnus rushed over.
"Ma'am," Magnus said, advancing. "I must counsel you not to exit the carriage while a demon-slaying is in progress."
The lady opened the door anyway, Magnus turned to see Edmund had finished the Demon off and was walking towards them.
Magnus turned back to the lady, she was beautiful. Pale skin, soft blonde hair in ringlets around her face that looked like an angels.
Until she flashed her fangs, stepped out of the carriage and attacked Edmund.
Magnus quickly ran over and stopped it all. Edmund was perplexed, he had done nothing to her and yet she would kill him without a second thought.
Vampires bore a grudge longer than any technically living creatures, and whenever they were in a bad temper, they expressed themselves through murder.
The lady did not like that Edmund had used her carriage for a 'Boost'.
But Magnus had solved it all, by asking the vampire lady out for a night out. She smiled sweetly.
"I'm Magnus Bane and my young friend here you just tried to kill is Edmund Herondale. And may I ask your name?"
"Camille Belcourt. And what a interesting friendship, a warlock and Nephilim child? I'm surprised as I ever could be."
Magnus offered his arm to Camille, "Should we be on our way?"
"That would be lovely Mr. Bane." Camille said in a sultry voice.
Magnus turned to Edmund, "We will meet again soon?"
Edmund nodded and disappeared into the shadows his blonde hair the last thing Magnus saw.
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Magnus liked Camille very much and she had told him that she fancied him to.
"Are you flirting with me Bane?"
"Flirting? We were merely indulging in a little risqué conversation," Magnus said, offended.
"When I begin to flirt, I assure you the entire room will know. My flirtations cause sensations."
"Show me how you flirt, for I like you. And I wish to spend more time with you."
Magnus had been alive hundreds of years himself, and yet the simplest things could turn a day into a jewel, and a succession of days into a glittering chain that went on and on. Here was the simplest thing: a pretty girl liked him, and the day shone.
"Scones," Camille said in disgust. "And cream? Making it all worse."
Magnus gazed upon Camille. "Some of my fondest memories include lashings of cream and beautiful women."
Camille giggled, it was a beautiful sound. But a sound not heard very often.
Her face became serious again, "I have met many vampires that do not like killing the mundanes. When I was fist turned I despised that part of me."
"What happened?" Magnus asked, because he had seen Camille on a hunt, she gave no mercy.
"I want my people to be protected, strong, and not to be driven into corners until they either become killers or are killed!"
Sometimes he thought they were all forsaken, every soul on this earth./
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Magnus said he would talk sense into Linette for Edmund and vowed not to use magic.
Edmund waited in the shadows as Magnus knocked on the door. It opened.
Edmund was right, Linette was beautiful. With her ink black hair reaching her waist, her big dark blue eyes in her pale youthful face.
Magnus smiled his exotic smile, "Miss Owens?"
She tucked a tuff of hair behind her ear and widened her eyes, "Yes?"
"I'm Magnus Bane. May I come in?"
"What is your business here?" She asked curiously.
"No business," Magnus replied. "Simply pleasure."
Linette Owens eyed him suspiciously, "That pleasure is?"
"My, my. Don't you have a lot of questions? I'm here on behalf of Edmund Herondale."
"Edmund?" Her whole face brightened up, "Is he here?" She looked behind Magnus.
"No, no I'm afraid not, only me." Magnus smiled, "Isn't that wonderful?"
"I do not mean to seem indelicate or ungrateful," said Linette Owens, "but are you a dangerous lunatic?"
Magnus laughed, "That is not the first time someone has said that to me."
At the end Edmund Herondale had to give up his Shadowhunter life for Linette.
They moved to The Whales country were demon activity was nonexistent.
Edmund was sad to leave it all behind, he took souvenirs from the 'good old days'. But was happy to start his new life with Linette. They got married and were excited for children.
Years later Magnus would return to London and Camille Belcourt's side, and find it not all that he had dreamed. Years later another desperate Herondale boy with blue, blue eyes would come to his door, shaking with the cold of the rain and his own wretchedness, and this one Magnus would be able to help.
A/N
just a recap! These are all My version of the bane chronicles. I have not read the ones written by Cassandra Clare! Not yet. These are just shortened versions. With quotes from the real book.
Hope you all liked it.