A/N: I know I promised one of you this yesterday but... Motivation... And friends... Anyway, it's here now and above is Hearts and Flowers by SayWeCanFly and the trio of Warlocks, Magnus, Cat and Ragnor. Please leave me comments on your thoughts or feelings of the story, what could help or what's hindering it, and what you think could work in it. I'll try and incorporate any ideas I like unless it's about the ending. I already have my ending planned out. But I need to get there so, leave suggestions. I genuinely love reading your comments because a lot of them really make my day when I read that at six in the morning. I really appreciate it.
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"No. No. You're not real!" Alec spoke, slowly. Mr Bane was growing impatient.
"We can talk about who I am and how real I am when we're safe." he sighed, once again taking up Alec's wrist and giving the Nephilim a sharp tug, restarting them walking. Alec pulled back but this time, Mr Bane wasn't going to let go.
"What do you mean safe?" Alec asked, digging his heels in. Mr Bane, once again, jolted to a stop. With a heavy sigh, he turned to look at the stubborn man behind him.
"These woods, they're dangerous. We have to keep moving. I'd like to exaggerate the whole, time is an irrelevant thing here."
"Oh come on. We've been out here for two minutes." Alec huffed. Mr Bane sighed again.
"We've been out here for at least half an hour now."
"No. That's impossible! We were just inside!"
"Unfortunately not. You talk really slow. We need to get moving before the moon hits its apex. It's not safe." Mr Bane started walking again, dragging a dazed Alec behind him. "Right, if we walk quickly, we can get there soon enough. You need to focus on my voice, answer my questions quick, and to the point and match my walking pace. Fall behind even in the slightest, that could be it. Clear?"
"Yes. Why?"
"Because as soon as you lose concentration, you'll slip into that out of it state again and before you know it, be lost. First question. Name?"
"Alec."
"Full name." he prompted.
"Alexander Gideon Lightwood."
"Alexander. I like it. And a Lightwood? I knew a Lightwood once. Stubborn and irritating but was actually quite a nice person. Not unlike what I know of you. You even shared a name. Gideon. Siblings?"
"Two. Unless you count my Parabatai. Then three"
"What are their names. Full, please."
"Isabelle Sophia Lightwood, Maxwell Joseph Lightwood and Johnathon Christopher Herondale."
"Any other family members?"
"Mother names Maryse and a father named Robert."
"Well, pleasure to meet you, Alexander. As you've figured out, I'm Magnus Bane. Eight-hundred-year-old Warlock with cat eyes. Tell me something about you."
"Uhm. Not much to tell." Alec mumbled, he didn't realise it but he'd slowed down in thought. That was, until, Magnus slapping him in the face bought him out of the recesses of his own mind. Alec raised his gaze to glare at Magnus who was glaring at him.
"You stopped. Come on. We're nearly there. Keep moving." he growled, sharply pulling Alec after him. "Tell me something about you. Don't think. Just say the first thing that comes to your mind."
In a blind panic, he blurted out something he instantly regretted. "I'm gay."
"Nice. Anyone else knows about that?"
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