Undone || Malec

"Different how?"
"Look ... I know it sounds weird but trust me on this. I don't think anyone we know here is quite the same. I just have a bad feeling and we can't go charging up to someone without being prepared. Maybe something's happened."
"Then what do you suppose we do? Just wait for something to happen?"
"No I still think we should go investigate but ... just with more caution. My gut is telling me to be prepared for whatever's waiting for us in there."
"Keep your weapons ready but don't draw them. If there's a peaceful scenario I'd rather take it."
Max nodded in agreement and slid his seraph blades into the holsters but keeping his magic buzzing beneath his fingers. The brothers shared a look of understanding and trust before approaching the institute doors. Immediately Max could feel the wards resist them and alert whoever was inside. They waited patiently but prepared for what would greet them.
Finally the door swung open and the boy's simultaneously tensed and breathed in relief when a familiar face greeted them. However, it was short-lived once hearing the words that came next.
"Who are you? State your intent."
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Brothers Max and Rafael Lightwood-Bane force their way through an unfamiliar portal to stop hellhounds released from Edom. What they find on the other side was not what they were expecting. With more than one rising threat they feel out of time in more ways than one.