Shadowhunters Imagines & Preferences

Alec ~ Selfless

PROMPT: You get tortured in front of him

Don't know how this is going to go, but let's give it a shot

WARNING: PRETTY FUCKING GORY

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The tip of the blade drags along your skin again, forcing an anguished scream from your mouth as the blood pools along your forearm, dripping slowly down

"Oh, Y/N" Lilith sings, placing a sharp-nailed hand on your face, "All of this would be so much easier if you just gave up, told me what I needed to know"

"No" you say through gritted teeth, "I won't give them up"

"You're a fool" Lilith states, digging her nail into your face, "You know you'll only lose"

"I don't care" you spit, "I'm never giving them up"

"I can tell" Lilith sighs, "Oh, well, in the meantime...why don't we have a little fun?"

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THIRD PERSON POV

"Where the hell is she?!" Alec snaps, Jace, Clary, Izzy and Simon trailing behind him as he vigorously searches the Institute grounds for the third time that evening

"She could be anywhere" Jace mutters, "And she wouldn't have left without telling you or, at least, someone"

He was right. Y/N would never leave the Institute without telling Alec. Ever since the two had gotten together, they had been practically inseparable. Today had been the first day Alec had actually left her side since he'd met her.

He couldn't describe his connection to her...she was mundane, Simon's sister, frustratingly stubborn, everything Alec tended to dislike about the mundane world, she was. But when he had first met her, he couldn't describe how but he felt protective over her, cared for her. He never could explain it and nor did he care.

All he wanted right now was to find her.

"Clary" Simon speaks up, "We have to find her. She's my sister"

"Maybe we could track her?" Clary suggests, picking up a shirt of Y/N's and igniting her tracking rune. She stands in tense silence, concentrating, but exhales loudly, a grim look on her face, "Nothing"

"Jace" Alec mutters, needing no other words to communicate with his parabatai. Alec grabs the shirt, clasping it in his hands with Jace, concentrating as hard as he could, thinking only of her, finding her.

Finally, he feels that familiar snap that tells him he's got a lead and sighs in relief. At least he knows she's alive.

For all he knew, she was just out running errands and forgot to mention it...but Alec had this terrible feeling that this was not the case...

At all.

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YOUR POV

You shudder in the silent church, the cold New York winter chill flooding your bones, freezing the pouring blood coming from every area of your body.

Lilith had delivered on her promise of 'fun'.

From your waist to your feet, you had been stabbed, sliced, bones had been cracked and maybe even broken...you didn't even know. You just knew you couldn't tell her anything, even if it meant unbearable torture on your part.

You didn't know why she had left your torso and upwards undamaged but you could only guess that the latter was coming. You didn't know when, you didn't know how but you knew it was coming.