nephalem | alec.l

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"brother," Magnus called out. Alec's gaze switched between the warlock and Damon. however, the two acquaintance just stared into each other's eyes. Damon's glare full of anger and hatred and Magnus' gaze was soft and pitying.

Damon's red eye gleamed brighter, fiercer, angrier while his whole body was surrounded by blood red mist; his canines growing longer and sharper along with his claws. if looks could kill, Magnus would have been burning in the depths of hell already.

the taller one pushed Magnus onto the nearest wall and pinned him against it, his nails digging into the collar of Magnus' suit. "I am not your brother."

"hey! Damon, chill the fuck down. he's who we are looking for and you won't want to kill him," Alec exclaimed. he wrapped his arms around the demon's waist, one palm resting on his abs and the other on his chest, pulling him away.

Jace, Clary and Isabelle rushed over and stood in front of Magnus protectively. Clary snarled when Jace pulled out his Seraph blade as it lit up. "he's my fucking brother, hurt him and expect to be drowned in acid tonight when you sleep," Clary threatened. the blonde rolled his eyes at that.

once Damon has been pulled away from Magnus, Alec loosened his grip on Damon and moved so he's standing in front of the grey-eyed, the pulled him into a tight embrace and stroke his back. Alec had absolutely no idea how to soothe him, but he could feel Damon's body heat drop.

"everything will be alright, it'll be fine, Junèthen. I'm here, shh shh," Alec comforted, his warm hands rubbing Damon's warm back. he had never foreseen how scary it would be when the demon's angry, but now that he had experienced it, he wasn't scared. in fact, he could feel the sadness and anger flowing through Damon's body, his blood boiling with anger and disappointment, and that made his heart ache.

Damon's red shadows slowly crept back into his body and his claws grew back to his normal length. the demon rested his forehead on Alec's shoulder as he silently wept, his sobs unable to be heard with the music blasting out of the speakers. the shadowhunter felt his shirt stained wet, knowing it was his tears.

Alec felt his heart drop as he listened to Damon's sobs becoming louder and his shirt becoming wetter. he felt his stomach clench and he had no idea if it was because of anger or sorrow, and he had no idea why he felt this way either.

the others watch Damon cling onto Alec like he's losing his dear mind, his sobs softening gradually. Alec sighed and danced his fingers through Damon's grey hair, in hopes that Damon would feel better. "I'm fine, Alec." he could hear the demon whisper, but he did not want to let go, and Damon didn't want to as well. he gripped onto Alec's jacket tighter, leaving marks on the soft surface.

"let's get out of this place," Alec whispered into Damon's ear, grabbing his arms down and slipping his own fingers between Damon's, then with their fingers laced together, the shadowhunter pulled the demon out of the club.

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"Clary Fairchild, you have grown into a beautiful young woman," Magnus said. the trio can hear the wisdom of years in his voice; it was smooth like silk, and if he was to say hurtful things, it can pierce through hearts.

Clary took a deep breath in as she aspected the warlock standing in front of him. he had thick, black eyeshadow applied onto his eyelids, and his hair was dark brown. the corner of his eyes is curved, which made him look more Asian-like.

"Magnus Bane," she breathed. "so you're the one who stole my memories?"

"at your mother's request. she knew the risk," he arched his eyebrows as he spoke. "show me the jewellery, Shadowhunter."

"give Clary her memories back and you get the necklace, Warlock." Jace dealt.

Magnus grinned a little. "I have to confirm it's authenticity."