The Warlock of Notre Dame

The Flames of Alec Lightwood

The Warlock of Notre Dame: Chapter Ten- The Flames of Alec Lightwood.

Alec Pov- I sat in the cold damp dungeon cell that was underneath Notre Dame, curled up in a ball and trying to keep myself warm. The chill my body was feeling was nothing compared to the pain that was searing through my heart.

I was going to die.

Jonathan finally caught me and an execution was being planned as I sit here waiting. I have no idea how it is i'm going to die. Beheading? Hanging? Who knows what twisted game Jonathan will play during my final moments.

Even with the knowledge of death plaguing my brain, all I could seem to care about was Magnus, and how he could possibly be feeling right now. He was so close to being free and he tried so hard to hold onto my hand.

Frowning, I looked down at that hand, brushing it gently with my other fingers. I could just feel the magic in his hands as he clung onto me. The look in his eyes was so determined, yet scared. He didn't want to lose me, but he knew that there was a chance he would, and he had.

Now he was probably up in that tower blaming and hating himself. That's the last thing I would ever want. Magnus doesn't deserve to feel pain over all of this. He deserves to be free from Jonathan and all the things that bind him.

"Alec... please say something. You haven't spoken a word since we got thrown in here." Jace's voice broke through my thoughts, making me pierce my lips in silence. He sighed, grabbing on to one of the bars of his cell next to mine.

"Don't give up hope just yet. We will find a way out of here. Maybe there is a way to outsmart Jonathan and get you out of Paris with Magnus."

"There is no outsmarting my brother," Clary answered back softly. She was in a cell across from us along with her mother and Lucian. A lot of DDS members were captured for 'helping' a fugitive try to escape. They weren't being executed, only kept here to repent on their actions.

"We can't just accept that! There has to be a way to stop this from happening! We all know that Alec didn't kill your dad and he doesn't deserve to die," Jace yelled at her before looking at me again. "Alec come on please look at me."

I kept looking at my hand in silence before softly saying, "You know... when I joined the DDS I gave up everything. My friends, my family, the respect of the Clave. It was supposed to be all worth it though, because I would be helping Downworlders in need. What have I done for the Downworlders though? The vampires are all dead. Every Downworlder establishment has been burned to the ground, who knows how many people got caught up in it. Worst of all, Magnus is forever trapped to believe he's a monster. I haven't done anything but hurt Downworlders."

"Alec you can't think that way," Jace protested but I shook my head.

"I'm going to die, and nothing is going to change. The world is always going to be cold and unforgiving... it makes me wonder if dying is a good thing. Maybe this world isn't worth living in."

Silence spread out around us. No one had anything to say and it was because they knew I was right. No matter how hard we fight it, the world isn't going to change. Nothing ever will, so what's the point in hoping it will?

"When... when I killed my only friend..." Jace's voice broke through the silence, and the mention of his friend made me finally look away from my hand and look at him over my shoulder. He swallowed hard before continuing. "When I killed my first friend I thought like that. I thought the world was a horrible place for making me do something so cruel. I figured there would never be people who could change it, but I was wrong."

He looked at me, his eyes intense as they looked into mine. "As long as there are people like you Alec, the world will change. I truly believe that. What won't change the world is giving up hope. You are not going to die tomorrow. You will live and change the world like you always wanted."