Yeah, so the first person in the last chapter was really weird and will probably never happen again, since I lack the ability to write first person, but oh well. Sorry there was a bit of wait between chapters, I knew where the story was going, but I couldn't decide how to write it.

They both looked up at the noise, eyes wide at the intruder. "Catarina dear." Alec calmed slightly when he saw who it was, welcoming her kindly. Magnus, though, stared at Alec, still not used to his endearments. Catarina just stared at Alec, a confused look on her sky face.

"Have… have we met?" she asked, her tone calm, yet with an undertone of wariness.

"Oh. Apparently not here." Was Alec's reply, further confusing the warlock. Magnus stood up, wanting to calm the situation.

"Cat, darling. This is Alexan- Alec." Catarina's eyes widened with understanding, though she evidently still had questions.

"From how you described him, I imagined him… rougher." Was all she said, staring up and down Alec's suit clad body. Magnus nodded to himself, as if trying to figure out the simplest way to explain their situation.

"This is not… my Alexander." He blushed ever so slightly at his words, though he carried on as if he hadn't said anything. "Alec here is from a different dimension." He said bluntly, cutting straight to the case. Alec bobbed his head, backing up the warlocks ludicrous words.

"So, in this other dimension… he's better dressed?" she asked, a hint of a smirk appearing on her face.

"Apparently." Was all Magnus said, muttering it quietly under his breath, though they both heard.

Alec laughed at Magnus' almost annoyed tone before stepping forward to great Catarina. "Yes, it seems to be so. I also happen to be a Warlock." He said grinning before leaning down and kissing the top of her blue palm. "And you seem to be a bit more… colourful here." He added with a wink, much to the confusion of the female warlock.

"Oh." She said, finally comprehending the situation. "You know me in your dimension." Alec nodded, and was just about to explain when Magnus cut in.

"Yes, yes, that's all good, but we need to figure out why you came here, before-"he stopped, looking apologetic as if he only just realised he had interrupted him. "Before anyone else gallops in here and recognizes you. We can't have that, can we?"

Catarina nodded in agreement. "So, I infer in your dimension, I am not a warlock?' she asked simply, though she already knew the answer. Alec nodded.

"I'm sorry, but I don't have time to explain everything. Pretty much, everything and everyone you know there is reversed. Shadowhunters are Downworlders and vice versa. Seelie knights and Werewolves switch, and so much more. Everything I inverted, and I don't know how or why, but that doesn't matter right now, all that matters is that the Seelie queen is currently in this dimension, being held hostage by a greater demon, and I need to stop him." He finished with finality, sending confident stares in both their directions.

The door flew open once again, and Magnus threw his arms up in the air, exasperated beyond belief. "What is this? Sure you come in. Why don't you bring your ginger counterpart! And your sister as well!" he yelled without thinking, then he stopped, realizing their dilemma.

"Alec?" the blonde asked, staring at the warlock, confused. "What are you doing here? You're supposed to be out on a hunt!" he asked, the question in his voice evident. "You didn't lie, did you? To come see Magnus?" He stared at the silent man, hurt seeping through his golden façade.

"Jace, this is going to be hard to understand, but-"he started, staring at his brother and about to reveal his secret without a thought. Magnus, though, had other ideas.

"Jace, Alec came to me because he was hurt." He explained without thinking ahead.

"Why did you come to Magnus? Why not just use a rune?" Jace asked, suspicion creeping into his voice, his golden eyes squinted.

"It was demon poison. Izzy and I split up and I got ambushed." Alec filled in steadily, as calm as can be. "I'm sorry Jace. I was in a lot of pain and was just a few blocks away. I didn't even think. I'm sorry." His face held a sincere look that could have fooled anybody. Jace nodded, though he didn't look completely convinced.

"Why are you here, golden boy? Is there a problem?" Jace was just about to reply when he caught sight of Catarina.

"Who's that?" He asked unsteadily, and his voice sounded almost… fearful. Everyone quickly dismissed the thought, it being Jace and all.

'Jace, don't be rude." Alec said, his brotherly actions appearing all of the sudden. "This is Catarina, Magnus' friend." The blue skinned warlock nodded I Jace's direction, her eyes squinted, though why, nobody knew.

"Hello there, young pretentious angel boy." She greeted, her voice dull and monotone, causing Alec and Magnus to snigger under their breath. Though Alec loved his brother dearly, if this Jace was as stuck up as his Jace, he deserved to be put in hi place once in a while. Jace turned and glared at the two of them, a mock hurt look on his face.

"Alec how rude. Don't laugh. It's wasn't funny." Jace walked up to Alec, a cold look in his eyes. Alec gulped, confused as to why this Jace was so much better at acting then the one he knew and grew up with.

Suddenly, Jace sprung forward n Alec's direction, his dagger drawn. Thinking only momentarily why Jace was using a dagger instead of a seraph blade, he gasped in surprise when he felt said dagger pierce chest, the cold metal punching into his pale skin.

"Jace?" he asked in surprise, his voice weak in pain. Catarina and Magnus stared in silent horror before the latter reached his arm forward, a blast of energy flying and hitting the golden man. As Jace hit the floor, his body shriveled and changed, as if turning inside out. His gear covered golden skin became a mess of torn, ragged grey flesh, the dark clothing disappearing from sight completely. Soon all that was left of the imposter was an ugly demonic figure curled up in a ball.

Making sure it wasn't moving, Magnus ran over to where Alec was laying on the floor, dark blood pooling around his immobile body. He frantically waved his arms of Alec, but nothing seemed to help. Soon Catarina crouched by his sides, trying to figure out what the problem was. I mean, other than the fact he had gotten stabbed.

Everyone was leaning over the warlock's unconscious body, ergo, nobody was watching the demon. Both of them spun around, though, when they heard it muttering what appeared to be gibberish under its breath in its harsh, rotten voice. Its eyes opened to stare at them and they both took a step backwards. Though its body looked just like any other demon, its eyes lacked both a pupil and an iris, but were instead a pure orb of blood red. It continued muttering, speeding up under the glares of Magnus and Catarina.

A shrill scream erupted from behind them, but by the time they had spun to face where Alec's body laid, it was gone. Along with the body. All that was left of their other-dimensional visitor was a puddle of dark blood.

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