[Shadowhunters] Alecish Remake

The Mortal Cup

At first I'd like to say that none of these characters or ideas and the main plot doesn't belong to me. It's a remake of the shadowhunter series. The only thing I own are the new scenes I created and the textualisation from the series I'll post here.
I'm sorry for all kind of errors. English is only my second language and I'm not that good. If you find any errors feel free to correct me! I would appreciate that, because I'm trying to improve my skills. I hope you'll like the remake!
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Alecs eyes stuck on the tons of food spread out in front of him, but actually his attention laid on something more dangerous passing by.

He found him.

After the man went a few steps further, Alec turned in his direction and followed him. The man seemed to notice something suspicious and slightly turned his head. Alec reacted fast and jumped out of his sight, thanking the rune that helped him. He continued his chase, confirming that it was the right man as he shifted his form after colliding with random people.

Jace came into his sight and distracted him for a second. The way he stood on the balk, looking down on the street and following the chased man with his differently colored eyes, had an almost magical influence on him. Isabelles arrival brought him back down to earth. He released his gaze from Jace and stepped beside his Parabatai.

In a silent agreement they jumped down, following the shapeshifter.

A few hours ago

"Isabelle let's go." Alec voice was covered by a mix of impatience and irritated tension. They had a mission to finish and his sister acted as they had all time in the world, choosing her outfit. Finally she came out of her room, smirking confident with a white wig in her hand. "Hey there, big bro." She appeared way too happy with going on a dangerous mission in Alecs opinion.

"Really?", he asked as soon as he saw the wig. They headed towards the main room. "What should I say?", she sighed and stroke over the white hair. "Demons dig blondes."
"Of course they do, but that's white." Alec pointed at the wig, asking himself if Isabelles eyes were fine. "Platinum", she corrected him. "And they don't exactly like Shakespeare. Okay, Alec?" An annoyed undertone escorted her words. He gave her a short look and fixed his right glove. "You're plenty distracting on your own." A sigh left her lips and she looked up at him. "So be yourself? Is that what you're trying to say?" Alecs eyes landed on Jace, who stood in front of a screen, looking as perfect as always. "Nevermind. Looking good, let's go", he rejected the topic.

"We're ready, Jace", informed Isabelle their partner as they were going down the stairs. Jace turned and looked over Isabelles outfit. "Nice choice, Izzy. Demons dig blondes." He turned to the screen again and did something. Isabelle turned in Alecs direction and smirked in deep satisfaction. "Told ya." He rolled his eyes and said, "It's platinum!" Isabelle just smiled and focused on Jace afterwards.

"All right, guys, for some reason our demon friends are killing mundanes and draining their blood." Jace turned into their direction and signified them to follow him. What they did. "Why do they want blood? Isn't that vampire territory?", Alec asked, not understanding the reasons. "I don't know, Alec", Jace let out a slight sigh, "Lazy vampires, maybe?" Isabelle concluded: "There must be something special about their blood." Alec interrupted her, sounding disbelieving and despising. "What could be special about mundane blood?"

"You get me a sample and I'll tell you exactly what they're looking for", challenged Isabel. He watched his Parabatai open the weapon shelf and took the one Jace gave him. Their hands touched and even if it was just for a moment, Alecs fingers still tingled moments after. Isabelle gave him a knowing look, but he avoided it and examined the blade.

"We'll have more answers when we figure out exactly who the demons are working for", said Jace, the one who didn't seem to notice something, even if he was the trigger. "So, you don't think they're acting on their own?" Isabelle concentrated on the mission again, letting Alecs problem slide aside for the moment. "No." Alec explained Jace sureness. "They're not exactly creative thinkers, they're shapeshifters."