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Alec could feel the inky black water filling his lungs. He was drowning. He struggled to get above the water, but his legs failed him too. They were being held back by these hands, these evil dark and black spiny hands that were gripped tightly around his ankles and refusing to let go. He thrashed his arms wildly and screamed through the water, but nobody could hear him. He felt a burning sensation in his lungs suddenly everything went black.

Alec awoke with a start and panted hard. He held his chest and looked down at his feet. They were tangled in his sheets which were also soaked in sweat. His wound throbbed in pain and he grabbed it before inspecting it once again. It looked a bit infected now so he stood to go wash it. He shakily walked over to the bathroom and grabbed some new bandages. His stomach lurched, but he held it in long enough to wrap fresh bandages around his cut and douse some alcohol on it. He bit his lip and swallowed hard in pain. His stomach flipped once again and he found himself with his head in the toilet as he'd been the night before.

He wiped his mouth clean and glared at himself in the mirror. He wasn't going to let a little sickness interrupt his day. He ran a hand through his ink black hair and walked over to his dresser. His phone beeped, but he ignored it until he pulled another long sleeve shirt on and his sweatpants. He'd planned to spend the day training.

He grabbed his stele and two of his throwing knives and tucked them into his duffel bag. He also grabbed another change of clothes since he knew he'd probably sweat through the ones he was wearing now. He felt his own forehead and cheeks. His fever had risen slightly, but it was nothing he couldn't handle on his own. He finally picked up his phone and checked his texts, four new ones.

Alec baby are you feeling any better? – Magnus

Alec we're going to be out of town for just a bit longer, Clave things. You're in charge while we're gone. We love you honey – Mom

Alec I'm out with Clary for a bit, be back soon hope yah feel up to it man. – Jace

Alec I hope you're feeling better today, I'm out with Simon right now but I'll be back soon. – Isabelle

The three from Isabelle, Jace and his mom had been sent three hours ago and it was past noon now. The one from Magnus had been sent just before he'd woken up. He only decided to reply to Magnus.

Yeah I'm feeling a bit dizzy but I'll be ok, I'm just gonna rest today ok? I love you. –Alec

He tucked his phone into his duffel bag, closed his door and headed for the training gym.

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Alec loved the gym when it was empty and just him. He liked the feeling of concentration he could get from just an empty room. He plugged his IPod into the music dock and blasted Breaking Benjamin before running over to the balance beams and hooking himself up to a restraint before pulling himself up to the top of the bars. He stood on the edge and started across. His arms were outstretched for balance, which honestly concerned him. He normally had perfect balance even when slightly injured or after he'd been knocked out in a fight, but today he just felt off. As he kept walking across the beam he suddenly had a dizzy spell and he stumbled. He managed long enough to stay afoot and hold his ground to make it a bit further. He then felt nothing underneath him.

He'd fallen from the bars. He tried to grab onto the bar over top of him, but to no avail. He felt it slip through his fingers and down he fell towards the ground. The only thing that helped the impact of falling was the bungee rope attached to his torso. His head spun as he lifted himself into a sitting position and lowered himself softly to the ground.

"What is my deal…?" Alec thought to himself. "Fine, we'll go with knife throwing today since I'm clumsier than a horse with four left feet today."

Alec walked over to the other side of the room and grabbed his knives from his duffel bag. He pushed a button and fake dummies popped up from the ground in a circle. He walked into the center and pulled his knives. He tossed one and it went into the fake dummies heart. He then tossed his other one and it took off the head of the other dummy. His head spun again and he grabbed his chest. His breaths became a bit shallow and he coughed.

He could see the dummies around him but they were no longer dummies. They were the faces of his friends and family. His mom, his dad, Clary, Jace, Simon, Isabelle, and Magnus surrounded him. He sucked in a shallow breath in surprise. They were all covered in blood and looked grey and ashen as if they were already dead.

"You did this to us you traitor!" Isabelle yelled at him, her glare sending daggers into his eyes.

"You fucking faggot!" Jace spat on Alec's face and Alec stared up wide eyed and saddened. "You're disgusting!"

"Why did I ever fall for you?" Magnus' glare was the hardest of all to face.

Alec felt tears sting in the corner of his eyes and they fell in hot streaks down his flushed feverish cheeks. His bottom lip quivered and he tried to block out their voices with his hands over his ears.

"No!" Alec yelled and shook hard. "No! Y-You're wrong you're all wrong!"

Alec shook harder and harder and crouched in a ball on the concrete floor. He cried. He panted, out of breath. When he opened his eyes though, nobody was there. He was alone yet again. Just him and the dummies he'd set up.

He swallowed hard and looked around himself again then up at the clock on the wall. The sun had begun to set, he'd been training for longer than he'd intended or realized and it was dinner time. Had he really spent all that time having that strange hallucination?

He shook his head again and walked over towards his duffel bag. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and stripped his shirt. He gathered up his things and walked out into the hallway.

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Alec stumbled a bit but finally made it to the bedroom wing of the Institute. He heard a familiar scuffle of sneakers and turned to see Isabelle staring at him with concern.

"Alec dinner is on the table." She stated.

"I'm not hungry." Alec muttered and attempted to push past his sister but she stood her ground in front of him. "C'mon Izzy move."

"You're sweating up a storm," Isabelle said with a huff and she grabbed his arm where the bandages were and inspected it. "And you're injured. Alec is there something you're not telling me?"

"Izzy I'm fine really." Alec protested, he didn't want her asking questions about the cut and he didn't want to have to explain what he was seeing. "I got injured training today and that's also why I'm sweating ok now let me by."

"Fine." Isabelle said. "But I swear to god if you're hiding something I'll kill you Alexander Lightwood."

There was an edge in her voice that made Alec gulp and he knew she meant business. His sister didn't fool around. He sighed and nodded before closing the door behind him. Isabelle furrowed her brow and narrowed her eyes in suspicion. She knew her brother liked to keep secrets, but she felt like he was hiding something big this time.

She stomped off in the direction of the kitchen, whatever Alec was hiding she'd be damned if she didn't find out.

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Uh oh Alec's gonna be in trouble with Izzy if she ever finds out he's hurt worse than he's letting on.

And what about Alec will he get worse than he already is?

More to come soon guys