Alec's arms began to tire out, the boy wasn't heavy, it was just the distance he went in order to safeguard him from his own family. The Shadowhunter knew his parabatai could be used to track him and Jace would be not too far behind them. The limp and lifeless frame of the boy he save, shift around to the haste in his steps. Alec had no clue where he was going, his analytic thoughts began to cloud his own judgment, when the thought of being disowned and stripped of his runes once The Clave found out. Before he could slip back into his dark and pessimistic voices in his head plagued the Shadowhunter. Alec reached the home of where the boy he had been watching from affair live. The smell of crimson filled his nostrils and he look down at the mutilated mundane. Alec grunted in anger, he always knew what to do, but not this time. He couldn't sneak him back to the institute without being caught. Let alone Jace and Izzy eventually finding the mundane, soon turned demon. Suddenly a name sprung to his thoughts, a certain warlock, Magnus Bane. Alec had become friends with Magnus overtime and knew he could trust in Magnus to help him, seeing they held the same compassion for innocent mundane life. He quickly made his way to Magnus's loft in Brooklyn. Using his speed rune, he is able to make quick time to deliver the boy over to Magnus.
"Alec I was—" The flamboyant warlock paused mid-sentence. "I need your help, I need you to help me hide him." Alec softly spoke in a slight plead. Something unknown for Magnus to witness from the Shadowhunter. Magnus gestured his head towards the couch, "Lay him down, let me see what I can do." Alec breathed out in relief and laid the boy down gently onto the leather couch. Magnus brows creased in a grimacing look, "Alec, this boy is far from saving and my powers along won't rid him of the Demon that is in him. This boy is practically dead." The warlock admitted with a hint of remorse in his tone. "I know," Alec said under his breathe. "But I know you can save him…somehow even if he becomes a demon. I have heard what you have done before, the rumors." Alec looked up at Magnus, his eyes piercing into warlock's.
Alec never expressed interest in mundane, but there was something about this particular one that he felt responsible for and connected to. "Not all rumors are all true Alec." Magnus arched his brow and lowered his gaze back to the blood drenched boy on his newly acquired leather couch. "But I suppose I can do this favor one last time." Magnus sighed as though what he was about to do was a chore. "I do expect some form of payment later as you very well know, but I won't be collecting today…at another time." The agreement to help Alec was almost cryptic, but it didn't matter to Alec, he needed to save the boy. Magnus collected a book from his collection of 'things' and waved his hands around in a dramatically flared fashion. "I will need you angelic power and other…qualities." The corner of Magnus's lips curled into a smug grin with a light chuckle. Alec rolled his eyes and offered his hand to Magnus. The connection of their hands sent a jolt through his body, Magnus using his pure angelic essence to begin the ritual, the ritual to keep the boy locked with in his vessel, to share with the demon. The boy would be able to stay alive in a sense, a second chance at life, even if that meant sharing it with a demonic spirit. Alec watched on as the glowing power from Magnus's hands trusted over the frame of the boy. His eyes looking for any sign of life and if in fact the spell would work. Than with a gasping breathe of life, the boy opened up his caramel hues. Alec's lips parted searching for something to say, the boy had awaken from death, if in fact it was him at all.
Magnus stood still and watched for any signs that would cause them both harm. Their breathes shallow, "Where am I and what did you do to me?" The boy's voice was shaken with fear. "Well you see, it's quite simple, you see you were shish kabobed by a crazy demon loving girl and this guy here is a Shadowhunter." Magnus flashed an amused smile and looked at Alec, "What I know things, comes with the power" The warlock innocently shrugged his shoulders. Alec shook his head at Magnus and drew his attention back at the boy. The elevation in the boy's breathes caused his brows to furrow with worry. The boy looking down at his blood stained clothing and the healing scars forming along his skin. Alec's body without thought began to move towards him, until the smack of an arm laid across his chest, "I wouldn't do that Alexander." Magnus suggested with a firm tone. His arm moving Alec back from the couch, from the boy. Heavy breathes growing into a snarling growl, the innocent brown hues now replaced with blackened eyes. "A Shadowhunter." The voice called out and those demonic eyes looking straight at Alec.