Not the Angel's Wish *COMPLETED*

Chapter 61

Alec's POV

"Jonathan I swear to the Angel if you hurt them..." Alec whispered harshly. Jonathan was so close to him that their noses were almost touching.

"You'll what? Am I supposed to be scared of you? Archangel or not, your still pathetic."

Alec ignored the comment. "Let them go, please. None of them had anything to do with this."

"Oh, but they did. And I want them dead. All of them."

"Don't make this harder than it has to be. Give up now and I'll make sure your death is quick."

Jonathan threw his head back, laughing loudly. 

The rest of the Hall was utterly silent, probably trying to make out what they were saying. 

Kill him, Alec. Do it now. Jace's voice rang in the back of his mind. He forced the connection to break. He needed to think. He needed a plan. 

His eyes darted around the room, scanning over each person. His eyes stopped on Max, who was struggling against the grip of the vampire holding him in place, fangs inches from his neck. Max didn't seem scared. God, Alec was proud of him. Maryse was not trying to get away at all. Instead, she just stood completely still, her eyes on Alec, watching him. She gave him the smallest little nod. So small, that Alec barely noticed it himself. 

"Any second now," Jonathan continued, still in a whisper. "My forces will come in, and they will attack this broken city. They will kill every last one of you, until the only thing left is the roaring sound of the fire burning your dead bodies."

Alec felt a shiver run down his spine. He could smell Jonathan's foul breath. He gritted his teeth. "That won't happen." 

Jonathan only chuckled, shaking his head slightly. "You don't understand," He said. "I want them all dead. And I will stop at nothing. You're going to watch the world you live in burn, you're going to witness the deaths of every single person you have ever loved, and then I will kill you too. There's no escape, Lightwood. It would be much better to surrender now."

"Surrender? Now, why on earth would I do that when I know we can win this?"

Jonathan clicked his tongue. "Wrong answer."

With a flick of his wrist, Alec was sent soaring through the air. He slammed into a wall, about seven feet in the air. He slid down the wall until his bottom hit the floor, standing up right away. 

Jace managed to break free from his captor, running towards Alec. 

"Are you okay?" He asked worriedly.

Alec rolled his eyes, brushing his hands on his pants. "I'm fine," 

Jonathan chuckled before disappearing again into thin air. 

"How the hell does he do that?!" Jace mumbled. 

Alec ignored his parabatai's question. 

He had too many thoughts running through his mind at once. Jonathan had called him an archangel. He was engaged, to someone he actually loved this time.  An attack was expected at any second. They were probably all going to die. Magnus was severely injured. Jonathan was gone. He had no idea how in all of Edom he was supposed to save the world. Hell, he didn't even know who he was anymore. He had been so sure of himself after kissing Magnus for the first time. He had believed that he had finally found a place for that last little piece of his soul, the piece he had spent years trying to figure out. But just hours ago, everything changed. 

The rushing feeling in his blood, the way his heart seemed to be beating two times faster than normal, how he felt light-headed in the best way possible. None of it made sense. 

Alec squeezed his eyes shut. 

"Alec?" He was vaguely aware of Jace calling his name, but his voice kept getting farther and farther away, the ground under him was crumbling away, falling into a bottomless abyss, the sky shattered into a million pieces, the dark blue shards raining down on him, cutting through his skin. Blood dripped off of his hands, wings sprouted from his back. He wasn't in the Accords Hall. He wasn't even in Idris. He had no idea where he was. Images flashed behind his eyelids, images he couldn't exactly make out, though he felt like he should know exactly what it was. It was like a long forgotten memory trying to surface, only to get caught under a thick sheet of ice. 

Alec was drowning. Drowning not in water, but in his own feelings. Drowning in the pressure of carrying the sky upon his shoulders, fighting each day to keep it up for the people who lived underneath. Drowning in the anxiety and worry that one day, he wouldn't be able to take the weight anymore. He would finally give in, letting the pressure crush him. He would fail. Fail at the one thing he had lived for. He saw Andrew Underhill, he saw a mother holding her dead child in her arms, the child Alec had failed to protect. He saw Jocelyn Fairchild, the woman he had killed with his own hands. He saw the New York Institute on fire. He felt the fear of losing those he cared about. Jace, Max, Maryse, Izzy, Robert, Magnus, even Clary and Simon. What if he couldn't protect them?

He saw the bodies littering the grass of the park in front of the Institute, he saw children crying out for help. He saw things he had never seen before, Ithuriel holding his own heart in his hand, a sad smile on his face, giving a small nod before he blew away like a pile of dust. He saw Eros, and the light at the end of the tunnel he had been walking toward with Underhill before Magnus and Izzy brought him back. He saw everything he had live through, like a recap of his entire life. The good things and the bad. 

"Maybe your mother was right and your best just isn't good enough!"

"One day, somebody is going to love you heart and soul."

"Emotions are never black and white."

"The best team."

"The only thing holding me back from doing that... is you."

"It's okay, Alec. All that matters is your back."

"And all for a downworlder."

"It's all about confidence. Once you believe your the best..."

All of this happened in a matter of seconds, people's voices ringing in his head...

His eyes flew open, Jace shaking his shoulders. 

"What was that?"

"I-I don't know." Alec ran his hand through his blood-caked hair, making it even messier than it already was.

He tuned his head towards Magnus, who had his eyes closed, his head leaning against the wall, his left arm across his torso, his right laying on the floor next to him. 

"So, what happened between you two?" Jace asked.

"Huh?" Alec looked back to Jace. 

"You and Magnus. I could sense like a random burst of happiness right before Jonathan came in."

"Oh, I'll explain that later. For now, let's just get ready to not die."

"Is that your whole plan? Don't die?"

"Yeah. I think it's a pretty good plan."

"Totally foolproof."

"Yup," Alec chuckled. "I'm going to check on Magnus."

A/N: Hey so I'm back again! So uh... yeah here's a chapter. I feel like they are getting crappier and crappier every time I write them. So yeah. School starts in eleven days so I should probably start caring about that too and go school shopping but honestly, the only thing we probably need is a mask and hand sanitizer.😅  Anyway love y'all, thanks for reading, bye.

-Lily