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PTSD

By: Ssssbeautie0fanficnsss on Ao3

Malec

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No one really talks about what its like to be a shadow hunter. Sure they say that they kill demons and thats it there fine and all that, but man imagine killing multiple demons a day that put your life in danger. Not even sure if you'll make it back alive or in a casket. Its never sure. Now explain me how that does not affect a person mentally? Even if you try to shut off your emotions you can't shut them off completely, your brain will still react to the traumatic experience that its experiencing in the moment of the action.

Every little movement that are a built too fats or too loud can set someone off. Make them flinch or get alert rapidly. Send them in a straight up panic attack, because why would it not? The last time you heard that sound was when you almost got sliced open by a demon. Of course you are going to react. You can not not react, like you can not stop your stomach from grumbling when you hadn't fed it in days.

You can not control how your body reacts to triggers.

Alec had always hidden it, at least he hide it bets he can. When a loud sound erupt from the room he flinches, but makes sure that if anyone was in the room he plays it off in some type of way either bending down to pick a pen he apparently dropped or he coughs. It really is easy to hide. Well at least Alec tough he was pretty good at hiding it. Its not like he didn't know he had some PTSD from everything that happens daily, he knows he has some, will he ever admit it? No.

Alec was currently walking down an old dark alley. He had just finished killing three demons, alone. It was around 11pm when he heard a loud bang coming from his right that made him flinch and shut his eyes close stopping in his tracks. He took a deep breath in before continuing his walk.

It's not like Alec's PTSD came all from fighting and killing demons. No, they also came from his childhood. Well from his dad that he had now cut off from his life. His dad was the classy and rich type, if you didn't follow rules you'd feel the punishment. Her never let his father touch his sister or little brother so when they were about to get hit Alec would throw a glass on the floor or punch a wall. He would pay up instead of them. That caused some PTSD and he would always hate his father for it.

You gotta understand that Alec's father is not a shadow hunter, he is a day lighter. As you may have guest Alec is the -not so- lucky kid that got the day lighter gene. So no Alec is not ugly a shadow hunter, but also a day lighter. Lucky him.

Alec was on his way to the institute or at least he was. When he was punched in the face by a person he did not hav et he time to see the face of his plans soon changed. Than it was a knee to the stomach making him double over in pain. When he felt a filthy hand slipping two pills in his mouth and a water bottle being placed to his lip a harsh voice coming from behind him, "Drink." He immediately obeyed, yes it was stupid. Did he care? Not so much.

When he had drank up the two people left him there, alone in the dark. His head felt terribly dizzy, his vision blurring almost instantly. Well there was no way he would get to the institue now. Fuck. He started walking in zigzag trying to stabilize himself, but when he trie to do that he felt as if he was turning in circles and he would fall any moment.

He took in a deep breath before considering his options.

A) Stay outside and past out not sure what would happen.
B) Try and make his way to the institue.
C) Go to the vampires and which he makes it.
D) Go to the high warlock of Brookline, which was also his boyfriend.

Alec tough for a moment before settling on the only option he tough he could actually make it there, which is option D. He knew his boyfriend wouldn't turn him away and well he was the one who was the closest to were he was at the moment.

Alec started walking, Magnus the high warlock of Brookline. After he had crossed the road, may I add he almost got hit by three cars, he only had three blocks to walk. He made it past the first block as he clutched his head feeling as if he was about to pass out. Taking deep breaths in he started walking again a little bit faster as he started feeling even more dizzy than before. When he finally arrived in front of the appartement he slowly started walking over to the elevator, when he made it he pressed the top floor before gripping the little metal bar trying desperately not to collapse right now. When he heard the elevator ding he walked out and walked over to Magnus's door, he knocked before gripping anything he could to stabilize himself.

The door opened revealing a very annoyed warlock. Alec assumed he was probably drinking a martini while reading one of those books he likes so much. He can never shut up about them. When Magnus's eyes landing on a half standing Alec in his doorframe his faced laced with confusion and concerned. He grabbed Alec's hand bringing him to his couch.

"Alexander what did you take?" Magnus asked as he opened Alec's eyes seeing how dilated his pupils where.

"I..don't e-exactly know, but they were- two pills," Alec replied almost slipping out of consciousness, but Magnus had started healing him extracting whatever pills he had taken. After a few minutes Magnus had extracted the two pills entirely, yes there was still some side effect to them in Alec's system, but at least he wont faint.

To be able to heal Alec from whatever he had in his system he needed to know what the hell they were. "Alexander? Can you tell me who or were did you get these pills?" Magnus asked.

Alec took a second to breathe trying to stop his head from spinning, "Those two guys they..told me to swallow them..I-" Alec cut himself off as a wave of nausea hit him. He quickly shut his mouth before immediately getting up -a bit too fast- and ran to the bathroom. He knelt down in front of the toilet trowing his guts up. Magnus followed after him having already guest why Alec had ran to the bathroom. He knelt down next to him patting his back a little.

They were in for one hell of a night.