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I know alot of you want Camille dead but you are going to have to wait a while (if I decide to do it.) ;)

Chapter 6

The first thing Magnus noticed was his eyes. They were a sparkling sapphire blue and lit up his face. Magnus recognised them instantly but before, they were full of laughter and happiness. Now, they looked mischievous and somewhat damaged. He was smirking at Magnus, with a knowing look on his face. His hair was the same ebony black as before but far wilder. It stuck out in random places and looked a bit like a bird's nest.

There was one thing that was a major difference. A thick scar started at his chin and went down his neck. It went further than his shirt's neckline and Magnus wondered how far it actually went. Magnus was in utter shock. There, standing infront of him was the face he had been dreaming about for years. But even though it looked the same, there was a different edge to that smirk. He had to be dreaming! He was dead! There was no way that he was standing behind that desk! Alec.

"Shocked?" Alec scoffed. Magnus just stared, open-mouthed at the man before him. It was impossible! Wasn't it?

"You're supposed to be dead." Camille snapped, harshly.

"Supprise!" Alec grinned. Camille scowled.

"How is that possible?" She snarled, turning to her boyfriend. "Magnus, how is that possible?"

Magnus blinked but that was the only movement he made.

"Magnus?!" Screeched Camille. She shook his shoulders in an attempt to snap him out of his daze. He just stared at the blue-eyed wonder before him, stunned.

Alec was grinning mischievously at Magnus.

"Lost for words?" He teased, sitting in his desk chair.

Magnus made no responce. Alec was Alive! He was here! Alive!

"You owe us an explanation, Alec Lightwood!" Yelled Camille.

Alec slammed a fist down on the table. "Don't call me that! Alec Lightwood died 100 years ago. I'm the Solitas!"

"What happened to you?" Magnus managed to choke.

"He speaks!" Alec exclaimed, leaning back in his chair.

"Explain!" Camille shouted.

"Alright, alright. Keep your hair on." Alec smirked. "You want an explanation? You'll get one." Alec coughed and stared at Magnus intently. "100 years ago, I was fighting with a circle member. And losing. But I managed to kill him...using magic. I was 18 and terrified. I had no idea what was happening or what I was. So I ran. I hid in the woods, letting everyone think I was dead. It was safer that way, I couldn't control my magic. I didn't know who I would accidentally injure. So I stayed away. Until the war was over. I was harming myself, trying to end my life. I was a monster. And I be no idea why. But when the war ended, I went to get answers. I came back to the institute, making sure no-one saw me. I found my parents in my dad's office, arguing. When I entered the room, they thought it was some sort of evil magic. That I was raised from the dead. I had to explain it all to them and by the end..." He struggled to get the words out and Magnus' heart felt like it was ripped in two, seeing him in pain. "By the end... their faces were so pained. And that was when they told me. My parents were members of the circle and when my mother was pregnant with me, they allowed Valentine to experiment on me. He injected me with warlock blood. My parents had thought it had no affect on me but they were wrong. If I naturally had warlock blood, the runes would have killed me but I was injected with it so it didn't. When I received my first rune, my parents thought I was going to die. And when I didn't, they assumed that the blood had had no affect.

When I heard this, I was fuming. I couldn't belive them. I was so angry. And I couldn't control my magic back then so I made one wrong move and... killed them. I fled the second I did it, ran into hiding. But it was the best thing that ever happened to me. It made me push my old life away and start a new one as the Solitas. I found a small, warlock baby abandoned in the woods and took him in. That was the start of my family. Now, I practically run an orphanage for young warlock children. Of Course, they can leave if they want but most don't. I raised them, I'm the only parent they know."

Magnus was speechless. "But all those people you killed..."

"It was self defence!" Alec snapped. "My family caused quite a commotion in the downworld and they came to investigate us. I couldn't allow anyone to find out about me. So I killed them. Of Course, the more I killed, the more came. I had no choice."

"Of Course you did, Alexander..."

"Do not call me that!" Alec yelled, his eyes turning silver. Magnus stayed silent. This wasn't his Alexander. He had changed.

Alec snapped his fingers and a female warlock, with pink skin, apeared next to him.

"Take them to the prison." Alec snapped. The girl nodded and grabbed their hands, leading them out the door. Magnus glanced over his shoulder to see Alec, elbows on the desk, with his face in his hands.