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Hi, guys! Sorry that in the last chapter, there were alot of typos and missing or wrong words. I was tired. Hope you enjoy this little chapter. ;)

Chapter 5

The Solitas stopped walking when he reached a clearing. He stood, staring at it for a minuite. Camille grabbed Magnus' hand as the Solitas turned round. He scoffed when he saw their fingers intertwined.

"Together again?" He teased. Neither Magnus or Camille said anything. The Solitas raised his eyebrows before shaking his head and snorting. He motioned for them to come closer and they slowly edged towards him.

"I won't bite." He cooed, he span round again so that Magnus was looking at his back. "Though, I may stab."

Magnus gulped and looked, wide-eyed at Camille. Camille looked pale. Well, paler than usual and that was really saying something.

The Solitas raised both his hands above his head and blue sparks eminated from his finger tips. There was a sound of rushing wind and a shape started to emerge in the clearing. It got larger and clearer every second until Magnus saw that it was a house. And a big one at that. A mansion. It looked like it had at least four floors and was red bricked. There was an enormous black double door at the front with a lion-head door knocker.

"Ah, much better." The Solitas sighed. He walked towards the doors and opened one. "Come on in."

Magnus and Camille extanged a look but didn't move.

"If you don't come in, I will force you." Snapped the Solitas.

Again, niether stirred. The Solitas sighed angrily.

"As you wish." He clicked his fingers and Camille rose into the air, screaming in pain. Her eyes were glazed over and her blond hair was flying behind her.

"Stop!" Yelled Magnus. "Stop!"

The Solitas stared at Magnus. Magnus felt like he was looking through him, into his soul, with those silver eyes. "Please!" He screamed again.

The Solitas had that pained look on his face again and flicked his wrist. Camille fell to the floor, gasping for air. Magnus instantly went to her aid.

"You're lucky I didn't decide to do it to you, Bane. Your gorgeous girlfriend here wouldn't have risked angering me just to save your worthless life." Spat the Solitas.

Magnus glared at him and helped Camille up.

"Now come." Ordered the Solitas. "Unless you want it to happen again."

He walked into his house and the pair reluctantly followed after him. The door shut by itself behind them with a bang. They were in a dark corridor, small candles the only source of light. The Solitas was walking down it and the others had to run to catch up with him. He stood infront of a single black door at the end of the corridor and it opened for him. He stalked into the room and Magnus and Camille were just about to get in before the door shut again. This room had a large window replacing one wall so there was no need for candles. There was a large desk in front of the window-wall and the Solitas stood behind it. He guestured for the two to take the seats in front of the wooden desk. They took them nervously. Magnus couldn't take his eyes of the Solitas. There was something about him that was strangely farmiliar and he couldn't put his finger on it.

That was when he saw it. On the Solitas' desk was a photo in a gold frame. It looked old but the image was still clear. There were four people smiling at him from the image. Four people he knew all too well. Isabelle's long, dark hair flowed down her back and her beautiful face glowed. She was holding hands with a nerdy looking boy with brown hair. He was wearing a t-shirt saying forever young. Simon. He must have been a vampire when this photo was taken becase he was pale and not wearing his glasses. Next to him was Clary. Her red hair put up into a pony tail and her emerald eyes glistening. Jace had his arm around her, his grin wide. His golden hair was in a disarray. They looked happy and it caused Magnus pain. There was one person missing in that photo and in his place was a black scorch mark. Magnus couldn't see his gorgeous eyes or dazzling smile. All there was was a runed hand on Jace's shoulder.

Suddenly, the a hand plucked the picture out of his view. The Solitas glared angilly at him before putting the picture on a high shelf.

"You have no right to be looking at my stuff." He whispered.

Magnus has to hold back a laugh. It wasn't his fault that it was on view for all to see! Instead he said, "How did you know them? And why is Alec burned?"

The Solitas shot him a glare as cold as ice yet holding so much fire, Magnus could practiclly see the flames in his eyes. "How dare you?!" He yelled. "I saved your life back there! If it wasn't for me, you would be dead! You do not get to ask questions!"

For the first time in a while, Magnus was actually terrified. The Solitas closed his eyes and unclenched his fists. When he opened them again, Magnus couldn't see them very clearly. They had obviously turned back to their normal colour so weren't luminous in the shadow of his hood. With a sigh, the Warlock turned round and looked out is window.

"What are you doing here?" He hissed. "Who sent you?"

"No-one." Camille snapped. Magnus jumped. He had forgotten she was there. "I told you we were on a walk."

"And I told you, do you really expect me to belive that?"

Camille dodged the question.

"Let us see your face. It's annoying talking to blackness." Magnus was supprised. Camille had not forgotton the reason they were there. And if they saw his face, they would know who he was and therefore one step closer to defeating him.

"Absolutely not." The Solitas' voice was sharp.

"Oh, come on! You said you knew us so would it be that bad if you showed us your face? " She asked. The Solitas was still facing the window and an idea hit Magnus.

He smiled slightly and clicked his fingers. The Solitas' cape burst into flames and after a few seconds fell, in ash, to the ground. The Solitas stood motionless.

"Oh, Magnus." He laughed. "You're really going to wish you hadn't done that." And he turned round.