The Malec Chronicles

Sacrafice 3

Magnus stood in front of Alec. His face was clear of any makeup, and his black hair fell to his shoulders and had no glitter in it. He wore a black sweater with holes in it, clearly belonging to Alec. His jeans were saggy and with holes in the knees.

"Magnus, is that really you?" Asked Alec, lost for words,

"It's really hard for anyone to copy such fabulousness," smirked Magnus, showing his white teeth.

"Just saw Tessa do it," replied Alec, chuckling at the end.

"I also saw you kiss her," said Magnus, his eyes never losing the spark that Alec loved. "Good thing I don't get jealous like you do my dear."

"I don't get jealous, Magnus," stuttered Alec, felling himself blush.

"Camille," said Magnus, his mouth turning into a straight line and his turned into disbelief.

"Fine, maybe I was a little, but still," he said. Magnus walked forward Alec and leaned down so that their lips could touch. Alec felt the warmth he was deprived for a month. Magnus's arms wrapped around Alec's neck, as he pulled Magnus closer by placing his fingers through the belt loops, a move Magnus liked to use. For minutes, they stayed in their lock of lips in front of the tombstone.

Alec finally pulled away, catching his breath. "How are you still alive? I saw your father suck the youth out of you," said Alec, as tears fell more.

"You already know demons feed on fear," Magnus started. "Well, he simply took the immortality part out of me, but wanted some pain too be fed. So he did make my old and blew of to the wind, but when he sent you and the others away, he reconstructed me to my normal state. He told me that I was now a mortal Warlock. And sent me back to my apartment."

"But then why didn't you came to see us?" Alec questioned.

"I was still weak from the reconstruction. I passed out and didn't wake up till an hour ago," answered Magnus.

"And why are you wearing my clothes?" Alec asked.

"He only reconstructed me. I was naked when I woke up, and thought I partied to hard. But I remembered everything and put on the first thing I found," said Magnus, pulling Alec into another hug. Alec squeezed Magnus hard, not wanting to lose once again.

"I think we should tell the others," whispered Magnus into Alec's ear, then licked the rim, making Alec's voice hitch.

"Let's go back to you apartment first," said Alec. "Chairmen must be starving more then usual."

"I think we should do more then feed the cat, don't you think Alexander?" Magnus raised his eyebrow, making Alec blush.

"Maybe-" And Magnus grabbed Alec's wrist and raced out of the secret meadow, towards his loft.

-

Isabelle sat in her room. She was wiping of what remained of her makeup. Most was washed away with the rain or tears that she shed. She was heart broken knowing that Alec would never be happy again. He barley died without Magnus in his arms, but now that Magnus was gone forever, he might not go on. She shuddered at the thought of Alec killing himself.

She looked at the clock on her phone, and it was two o'clock in the morning. She started to to freak out, and raced out her door. She went to Alec's doors and pounded. "Alec! Are you in there?" She pulled out her stele, and started to put an unlocking rune on the wooden door.

"What are you doing, Iz?" Asked a joyful voice. She whipped around and saw Alec. His blue eyes shined bright, and his black hair was more messed up then it usually was. His face was red, and he was smiling more then she had ever saw him.

"Where were you Alexander Gideon Lightwood?" She yelled, shoving him against his door. He laughed and kissed her cheek, surprising Isabelle. She smelled something odd in his breath. "Were you drinking, Alec?"

"No, Izzy. I'm just happy," he said as his smile became bigger.

"Why are you happy Alec? Your true love died a month ago, and we had his funeral today. Usually people aren't happy about this unless they wanted them to die, or their drunk. And I know that you really loved him Alec. And there is something off in your breath, so you have to be drunk, or you-" Her speech drew out when Alec's face became red with embarrassment, but his smile still grew. "Alec, did you meet someone?"

"Someone you already now," he replied as he removed himself from his hold, and opened his bedroom door.

"Who is he?" She asked, having mixed emotions with Alec moving on with Magnus.

"I promise I wouldn't tell anyone tell the party were having tomorrow," he said, now hanging out of his bedroom.

"Another party boy Alec," she moaned. "Next thing you'll tell me is that he wears thirty pounds of glitter and makeup, and has cats with stupid puns for names."

"He actual does," said Alec in an annoyed tone. Isabelle was about to speak when Alec shut the door behind him. "Tell everyone they can come." She went to Jace's room, and knocked. He opened the door with an annoyed look on his face. He had only a pair of lose fitting grey sweatpants, making Isabelle gasp, but she remembered that they were siblings.

"What do you want Izzy?" He asked as he crossed his arms over his rune covered chest.

"Alec wanted me to tell you that we're invited to a party to introduce his new boyfriend." Jace's eyebrows went up to his hairline.

"We just had the funereal for Magnus today, and he already hooked up with another boy," stated Jace.

"Well it's been a mouth since his actual death," sighed Isabelle. "Maybe he's finally ready to move on. I mean he had sex on his breathe." Jace chocked at the last sentence.

"I did NOT, need to hear that," he exclaimed before he pretended to throw up.

"Just tell Clary and I'll tell Simon," she said before she walked back too her room.

-

They walked up to address Alec gave them. They all gasped in shock as in front of them, was a very bright and loud gay bar. They all stared at Alec, who was smiling from ear to ear. He watched his friends as they all stared uncomfortable at each other. Jace wrapped an arm around Clary's waist as if to say he was straight. Simon did the same to Isabelle, who nuzzled into him.

"Well this is," started Jace who pulled Clary closer as some men gave him some hoots and hollers. "Different." Alec laughed as he pulled them to the back of the bar, and through a door that was labeled 'Private'.

When they entered, they saw a fearies, vampires, werewolfs, and a few warlocks mingling. Catarina, Ragnor, and Malcolm Fell all stood, circling someone. Alec raced toward them as the others watched. The three warlocks moved out of the way to reveal green and gold cat eyes with bright pink eyeliner. He wore a bright blue tank top and bright yellow skinny jeans, both covered in glitter.

"Magnus," they all screamed at the same time as Alec kissed Magnus.

"Surprise," said both Alec and Magnus. Isabelle ran up to them and hugged both. She started to cry as Clary joined the hug. Jace walked up and nodded toward Magnus. Simon stood awkwardly as he waved a hand toward the warlock.

"How are you alive?" Asked Jace, who then got slapped in the arm by Clary. Alec told the story Magnus gave, and what happened the night before, which Isabelle giggled, and Jace turned to a sickly pale. For hours after they talked and danced. Alec and Magnus mostly stayed at the back of the room, making out, never wanting to lose each other again.

As the guest began to leave, Magnus and Alec never lost contact. They would get to excited and someone had to come remind them that they were at a public place. Alec would just whine before he would interlock their lips once more. Soon, everyone was gone, and the bar closed, leaving Alec and Magnus to go back to their loft.

"I love you Magnus," said Alec, kissing him between words.

"And I love you Alexander," he replied as they entered the loft.