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Chapter 7
Darkness. That's all there was. Darkness. The only sound was Camille sobbing beside him. Magnus had been in this cell for a week, surviving on the minimal food and water he was given. Of Course, Camille would always eat most of it but he couldn't stop her. He didn't have the strength.
He just kept picturing those soft, blue eyes. Kept clinging on to old memories. Memories when he would smile and laugh. Memories where those Sapphire eyes sparkled with joy. Memories of his Alexander.
But that person no longer existed. He was gone. The soft, blue eyes were hard and cold as ice. He no longer smiled, no longer laughed. The eyes were dull and bleak, shallow and solemn. Magnus hardly recognised him. He tried so hard to hold on to those memories but, after a hundred years, they had become blurry and confusing. It had got to a point when he didn't even know which were real and which he had made up.
Magnus put his head in his hands and groaned in frustration. Why did he have to change? Why?
"Are you okay, Maggie?" Camille sniffed between sobbs.
"Fine." Magnus growled through gritted teeth.
"We have been here so long." She moaned. "I wonder when he will let us out."
"I'm starting to think he never will." Magnus muttered under his breath.
"Well, I always said he was trouble." Camille had stopped crying now and had her nose in the air. "Didn't I tell you, Magnus?"
Magnus didn't reply, just stared at the floor. Camille didn't seem to notice and carried on. "You should really listen to me more, Mag. If you had done before, we would never have ended up in this mess. I mean the guy is practiclly evil so..."
"Enough!" Magnus yelled, glaring at his girlfriend. "Shut up! I am fed up of you rabbiting on. He is not evil! Do you hear me? Not evil!"
Camille stared at him with wide, green eyes. Flipping her golden hair, she huffed and crossed her arms. "Well..."
"Enough with the chitchat." Came a very familiar voice. Magnus' head shot up there he was. Standing beyond the bars, was Alexander.
"Magnus." He snarled. "You don't look too good." Magnus stared at those silver eyes, willing them to change.
"Not answering? Pity." Alec sighed. Then he turned his attention to Camille. "If only the guys were here to see you now." A cold laugh. "Shame they're all dead. Long dead."
Magnus stared at the person who was once Alexander. Stared at him in shock. How could he talk about them without even showing the tiniest bit of sadness?
"Because I have a heart of stone." Alec hissed, still looking at Camille. Magnus was taken aback. Had he said that outloud? Or had Alec somehow heard his thoughts?
"Now, I expect you're wondering why I am here." He said in a monotone voice. "I'm here to let you out."
At this, both people in the cell stared at the Solitas with wide eyes. Letting them out? Were they safe? Then Magnus saw his face. No. They were not safe. They were being let out but to do what? Out of the frying pan into the fire.
"I am going to announce to my family what I am going to do with you. Whether you live... or die." Alec looked straight into Magnus' eyes when he said this. And for a second, they were blue. The blue Magnus had known and loved. But only for a second before the cold silver came back again.
"Come." The Solitas said, opening the cell door. "With me."
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Magnus and Camille kept silent as they followed Alec through dark corridors. Camille reached out to take Magnus' hand but he hit it in responce, not caring for her fake affection.
Alec had his hood up and it felt strangly to Magnus like he was following a silent brother. Maybe it was the runes but there was something...off about the way Alec was walking. It wasn't the way Alec walked. It was silent and smooth. Like a silent brother.
There was a sudden turn and Magnus almost missed it, thanks to his daydreaming. But the room he was now in, he could never miss. It was large and empty apart from warlocks sitting on benches either side of the room. Magnus gulped nervously.
Alec carried on walking until he was at the end of the room. Slowly, he took his hood down and Magnus was once again hit with a wave of pain. He should be used to this by now. But he wasn't. Alec raised his hand and Magnus and Camille fell to their knees, heads bowed, before him. Unwillingly.
"My family!" Alec called. "As you know these two trespassed into our lands. Which we all know is punishable by death." The room was filled with jeering and whopping. Alec raised his hand again and it instantly stopped. "And yet." He crounched down before Magnus, who was looking at the floor. "They have posed no threat to us. Not tried to break out or kill me like the others have."
Magnus' head snapped up painfully and again, unwillingly. Alec had a sly smile on his face. "Therefore, I will not kill them. As much as I would like to, I feel they do not deserve it." He stood up and started pacing around the room.
"However, we can not have these people go and blab about us to the Clave! Which, I have no boubt, is why they are here." He glared at Magnus. "No. They will be kept here. As servants."
The crowd jeered again and laughed. "Which we are in dire need of!" Alec laughed maniclly, arms spread wide. "And lucky for us, they are immortal."
Magnus gulped again and frowned up at what once was Alec. What had happened that had changed him so much?
