Cursed Boy: Alec Lightwood x Male!Oc

IV

The first thing Luka's registered was the familiar warm feeling of Iris's magic covering his body. Then he heard the voices, "Is he going to be okay?" There was a scoff, "Well, he is awake." Luka sighed, opening his eyes, "Good to see you too Iris." The young warlock rolled her eyes and pulled out a book, "Yeah, well if we're all done here. I should be getting back to the others. Unless you want to organize Juno and/or William's funerals." Luka let out a sigh, "Thank you again Iris, and please tell them all I'll be home soon."

She nodded walking out of the room. Luka looked at the end of his bed where a teary eyed Clary sat along with a raven haired stranger. The boy held his arms open and the girl wasted no time jumping into them. "I thought you were going to die... I-I thought--" Luka ran a hand thought her hair. "I'm okay Red. A demon bite isn't going to kill me." The stranger laughed a little, "It could have." Luka pulled away from Clary and raised an eyebrow, "And you would be?" The girl smiled, leaning forward, "I'm Isabelle." Isabelle turned to Clary, "I've never seen Jace so curious about a mundane." 

Luka tilted his head to the side and smirked a little, "Last I check, neither of us were Mundanes." Clary looked between the two others in the room, "I have no idea what you're talking about." The red haired girl said, "Who's Jace?" Isabelle looked into Clary's eyes, "You really don't know much, do you?" Clary shock her head as Luka shifted with a small groan to let Clary sit beside him. "All I know is some psychos took my mother, and now you people have taken me and Luka." The boy wrapped his arm around Clary's shoulders and pulled her closer. Isabelle laughed a little, "And by 'taken' I assume you mean 'saved your lives'?"

"A mundane and a downworlder shouldn't even be here." Luka scoffed, "Trust me. The last thing I wanted was to be brought back to a damn Shadowhunter institute." He looked up at the attractive dark haired shadowhunter. "Where is 'here' exactly?" Clary asked, curling into Luka's side more. "She's not a mundane, Alec." The blonde said. "How do you know?" The other male asked. "Because the seraph blade lit up when she touched it." Goldilocks argued. Luka raised the arm that wasn't holding Clary, "He's right. Red here's a Shadowhunter. I on the other hand am a downworlder as you so kindly put it angel." the shadowhunter's cheeks turned a little pick.

"I'm Jace Wayland." The blonde replaced the Isabelle at the end of the bed, "I'm uh--" Clary was cut off by Jace, "Clary Fray, we know who you are." The blonde then turned to Luka, who sighed, "Luka Bane, at your service." his voice was dull and borderline emotionless, but the name shocked the Shadowhunters. The Shadowhunter yet to introduce himself was the first to speak, "Am I the only one who finds this unusual?" Jace sighed a little, "You find everything unusual, Alec."

"I have to report this to the clave." Hearing that word, Luka froze, his head down, memories replay like a movie with no way to pause it... but so much more real. Luka knew people like 'Alec', and he knew they probably wouldn't get along anytime soon. Clary noticed the slight tremble in her friend's hand and grabbed it, lightly squeezing it to tell Luka he wasn't alone. "You know what? Dial it down a notch." Jace looked up at the other shadowhunter. Isabelle smiled, "My brother doesn't have a dial. I love you, Alec, but you have a switch that's always on." The Shadowhunter, who at this point was clearly named Alec smiled back, "I love you, too. But this--" Jace cut him off, "Hey, you know what? Give me a minute." When the other shadowhunters didn't move Jace spoke again, "Here's a word you never hear me say. Please?"

"What is with you?" Alec asked. Isabelle stood up and walked over to him, "Really, no, what is with him?" Isabelle grabbed Alec's arm and began to lead him away, "Walk with me, big brother." As they left, Jace gave Luka a look, asking if he could be alone with Clary. As much as the downworlder hated it, he nodded slowly getting up from the bed. "Where are you going?" Clary asked, sounding slightly panicked, Luka sighed. "I have to cheek up on my... friends. They're going to be worried sick and I hope to the gods they didn't burn the house down and that Laila actually listened to me for once." The boy looked back at Clary, she was scared, "Mum told me not to trust anyone except you... and now you're going to leave me here?" Luka knelt down to Clary's level and brushed some of her hair from her face, "You can trust these people too Clary. As much as I can't you can, they are your people. They won't hurt, cause if they do," Luka looked at Jace, eyes glowing dangerously, "They'll have to worry about me."

Luka placed a kiss on Clary's forehead and left the room, noticing that he didn't have a shirt on, he made a mental note to thank Iris for putting a veil over too hide what he didn't want the Shadowhunters to see. Just as he left the room, Luka ran into Alec and Isabelle. The younger of the two smiled at him, a smile that widen when she saw the almost unnoticeable blush on her brother's face. "Luka. Where are you going?" She asked. The downworlder looked at her suspiciously, "Home. I'm leaving Clary in your care, please look after her, and word of warning, watch her closely. The moment you don't is the moment she'll disappear." Luka went to walk away, but Isabelle's voice stopped him again. "You said your last name was Bane? As in Magnus Bane?" 

Luka sighed and nodded, "I'm his adopted younger brother. don't ask about my past because I will not tell you anything." Though to most his voice sounded as though it held on emotion, to Isabelle, she could hear the pain behind it. After all she was a shadowhunter, they are't usually very open about those things. When the Shadowhunters didn't say anything more, Luka opened a portal, silver and black magic surrounding his hands. The boy looked back at the shadowhunters once again, "Remember what I said. Watch over Clary, I'm sure I will see you both again soon."