Somebody Like You (Malec)

Chapter 32:The Final Attacks

Sorry if the switching of POV bothers you, because there's a lot of that in this chapter. And it another bad filler. Warning:Mature themes will be touched on in this chapter. Not really smut, but you'll see.

Alec's POV

The last week has been very hectic, but I feel as if we will be able to win this war. We've managed to accomplish many things this last week, we've made alliances with Magnus's father and many downworlders. After Raphael died the vampires in the New York clan rebelled against Maureen, and that ended up with her having to step down and now a girl named Lucy runs the clan. Now we have the werewolf packs and several warlock's coming to help us. We were going to make an alliance with then, but the battle is going to take place during the day. Tessa Gray came to visit Jace and they talked for a while. Afterwards Jace was just in shock that his to whatever extent great grandmother visited. Turns out she is Isabelle and I's to whatever extent great aunt.

There are two more days left until the war and the institute is packed now. Many warlocks and some shadowhunters that live in New York moved in so that when we leave for Idris they're ready to leave, and they've strengthened the wards. Lucky, the institute is also huge and can hold them all. Even Magnus and Tessa Gray is here, but he's been very distant lately, only speaking with Tessa. The warlocks here mostly snap up their meals, Magnus and Tessa are the only ones who actually come and eat meals with Jace, Isabelle, and I. When we eat he never speaks and makes eye contact with no one. After we eat he leaves back to his room without saying anything to anyone.The only warlock we know who isn't here is Catarina Loss, who went back to her own house because she still has to work as a nurse. A piece of bad news came back in Idris. Sebastian sent a "gift" as he called it, to Julie and Joshua. His gift turned out to be a recording of Luna having a panic attack. I can't even imagine what Julie must be thinking, her sister being hurt and she can't do anything about it. During the time I was "engaged" to Julie I learned that she liked being on control of everything, know how everything will turn out, how everyone is, so it must be heart breaking to her knowing that she can't control or help her little sister when she's being hurt. Julie said during her questioning that she turned seventeen while she was kidnapped, so she probably spent her seventeenth birthday with a beating. That's not good at all. Other than that, we're okay, but I still fear what Sebastian has in store for us. If kidnappings and demon hoards were what he sent us when we didn't even have a set date for the final battle, then who knows what he has set for us in the last few days. Knowing Sebastian, probably nothing good. So when a warlock leaves the institute and comes back when the sky turned dark, bloody, that fills my standard of "nothing good." "Isabelle! We need to go find Catarina," I yelled, taking the injured warlock to the infirmary. She ran to me, it still amazes me how she manages to run in seven inch heels.

"What happened to him?"

"What do you think? Sebastian obviously. Must've been a demon he sent."

"I'll go get Magnus. He can help until we come back with Catarina."

"Come back quickly, I'll wait for you outside." I reluctantly left the injured warlock there and ran outside to wait for Izzy. In a few minutes she met me outside. "Why didn't you stay inside."

"No reason, come." The truth was, it was to avoid Magnus. Every time he's around, everything is just awkward between to two of us. And being the the awkward person I am, I just want to avoid that. That isn't exactly easy to explain to your sister, so I just took her by her forearm and ran in the direction of Catarina's apartment.

Everything after that seemed go in slow motion. Opening her door with a rune because she wouldn't open it, even after Isabelle started beating it. Once we stepped in we immediately knew something was wrong. The burnt sugar smell lingered, and so did the smell of sulfur. Demons had been here. Isabelle walked into her room and everything stopped right then. On the floor was Catarina, lying face down, a knife in her back and a star carved on her shoulder. Blood clumped her snow-white hair together and she was practically bathing in her own blood. The initial shock of seeing someone dead was still controlling my thoughts that I didn't see Isabelle pull out her phone and a dial an all too familiar number. "Isabelle, why did you call him?"