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Lilith had been moments away from destroying The Seelie Queen when the leader spoke about her knowledge pertaining to the whereabouts of her Owl. She had tried to track him, but, whoever had him was hiding him behind a clever ward. A ward not even the Queen of Edom could get through.
“I’ll make a deal with you,” The Seelie Queen stated calmly, “I’ll give you the location of your Owl and how to breach those nasty wards, and you will never return to my region of the Seelie Realm, nor will you ever make an attempt on my life.”
Resigned, Lilith lowered her hand, her magic dissipating into nothing. “Fine. Where is he?.”
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The instant Lilith was given the location, she felt overcome with annoyance more than anything. She had been to this location already; she should have figured this is where her Owl would be. Not surprised, The Seelie Queen undoubtedly knew she’d come for her first before pausing to think of her Owl’s whereabouts.
Magnus Bane, son of Asmodeus. Magnus Bane, lover to her Owl’s parabatai.
After using Magnus’ own power of potions for her Owl, it made sense that the morally straight, lover of mortals would attempt to fix things.
Lilith peered into Magnus’ loft from his balcony, first to see what she was about to walk into and second, to see how to exact revenge. She had the element of surprise on her side and intended on using it. Her face screwed up curiously at the scene in front of her.
Her Owl, Magnus, the parabatai and the sister were all standing, connected by magic flowing through Magnus’ hands. She could see that the siblings’ eyes were clouded over with a milky white film while Magnus’ warlock mark was out, his face screwed up in concentration, sweat beading and falling down his face.
Lilith noticed instantly what Magnus was trying to do and how exactly it would work in her favor. She grinned, inhaling deeply.
Lifting her hands in front of her, she closed her eyes, gathering the spell she needed.
Opening her eyes, they shone dark red as she exhaled, streams of magic shooting out of her palms, punching open Magnus’ balcony doors, glass shattering everywhere. Before Magnus could so much as react to the sound, the magic was slamming into his back, immobilizing him. His magic still circulated amongst the siblings, keeping them linked together by the parabatai bond.
Lilith strolled into the room, moving to come up behind Magnus. She wrapped her arms around his torso, hands roaming over his chest, her chin resting on his shoulder.
“Let….Go..” Magnus managed to bite out, his jaw nearly locked as the rest of his body remained immobile in place.
“Not a chance Little Prince.” She whispered, nipping at his ear lobe with her teeth. “You took something of mine.” Her lips slid down his neck, causing Magnus to shudder, despite the spell keeping him in place. “And now I’m going to take something of yours.”
Magnus grit his teeth, trying everything in his power to close his hands.
“Ah Ah.” Lilith tutted, her hands moving away from his chest and taking hold of his shoulders, her grip tight as her hands moved down his own arms, gripping each of his wrists.
“Alex…ander….now” Magnus gasped, fighting the strength of his spell, mixed in with Lilith’s. He tried to usher out a warning but with a pained sound, his voice was muffled.
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It tore Alec apart, standing in front of a completely broken Jace. He had seen him cry before, he had seen him torn up and in pain but this, this was different. Jace wasn’t just in pain, he was broken. Completely, devastatingly broken. Alec felt the pain in his heart, almost similar to when he felt Jace die, only this was an emotional torment that seeped into the muscle.
He felt a familiar tingle in his lower abdomen once more, watching as Jace’s parabatai rune glowed, knowing he felt the same thing. He had thought it was only seconds ago that Magnus’ voice echoed in his head but he could hear him again, he could hear clear distress in his voice.
“I promise Jace. She won’t take you again.” Alec said, watching as Jace’s uncertainty wavered in his eyes as he looked at his two siblings.
Alec grasped Izzy’s hand tightly, holding out his other hand to Jace.
Alec and Izzy watched as Jace reached for Alec’s hand. Alec could feel the power as their hands came closer. Inches away. They were going to make it back. They were going to fulfill their promise.
Except everything changed from one second to the next.
A powerful burst of magic slammed into them in the middle of their tripback, knocking all of them away from each other, ripping their hands out of their respective grips.
Jace slammed into the lamp and the nightstand next to the bed, pieces of wood and glass littering his body as he fell to the ground.
Izzy was thrown against the partially closed door, colliding against the hallway wall.
Alec was thrown the furthest, slamming into what would be Jace’s wardrobe in his real room. The heavy wood didn’t so much as dent as his larger body slammed into it. He felt his breath leave him, as he landed on a knee.
Looking up, eyes wide, Alec expected to appear in Magnus’ loft, hoping the break of Lilith’s spell was simply strong enough to throw them apart.
Instead, Alec was met with Jace’s room, still trapped in his parabatai’s mind.
“Iz?” He asked as he started to stand on shaking legs. He could see her lying on the floor in the hallway, not moving.
“Jace?” He asked, looking up and seeing his parabatai curling in on himself against the broken pieces of the night stand, arms protectively covering his head.
“No…no no no…please…” Jace was mumbling incoherently.
Alec began to take a step but was pushed back by a force he couldn’t see. The power slamming him hard into the wardrobe again, knocking his head hard enough to cloud his vision. He tried to lift his arms to fight off the invisible force but they were pinned to his sides.
“Jace!” Alec called over, hoping to get through to him but seeing through blurred vision that Jace was lost again.
Suddenly startled by a new attack, Alec struggled in the grip, feeling something tightening around his throat. He tried to gasp for air but found he couldn’t. He tried to move, willed any body part to do anything, but nothing was working.
When Alec was afraid he was going to pass out, he wondered if he would really die. Was his body in Magnus’ loft convulsing? Did Magnus know anything was wrong? Surely he’d be able to sense that this wasn’t right.
He collapsed like a rag doll on the ground, coughing and wheezing in his attempt to get air back into his lungs.
“Mag…nus…” Alec managed to rasp out before another coughing attack took control.
Before Alec could properly react, a large demon suddenly swooped down from the rafters, landing on top of him. He gasped as he felt a large talon dig into his right bicep, the other set of claws keeping his left arm down. The weight of the large beast pressed painfully into his body as if it were trying to make Alec become part of the floor.
“Alexander Lightwood.” A woman’s voice whispered softly in his head. Alec turned his head to find the voice, but saw no one else in the room.
The demon’s head leaned down more, its human-like eyes staring curiously at him. Alec found that he was drawn to those eyes, unable to tear his own away.
Smaller claws, almost like hands, reached out, grasping his chin, first in a soft caress, then in a bruising grip.
“You’re mine now. Join your brother.” She said, pinching Alec’s jaw tight enough to force his mouth to open.
The demon opened its mouth, black liquid spilling out directly into Alec’s mouth. He tried in vain to turn his head but the grip held too tightly, the liquid going into his mouth, over his lips and chin, over his nose.
Alec began to choke on it, taking an involuntary swallow, gagging and sputtering in an attempt to puke or remove it from his mouth.
When Alec finally stopped fighting back, going all but limp, the demon lifted off of him, flying back into the rafters.
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Izzy groaned, her hand going to her head immediately. She felt like she’d drank two bottles of tequila on her own, then fought a den of raveners and then stayed up for three days straight without even the help of a stamina rune.
She sat up, looking around Magnus’ loft. She had expected to see Alec’s worried face hovering above her, observe Jace’s anguished but relieved face to be back, and Magnus with a large martini in his hand.
Instead, to her horror, Izzy realized her brothers were gone and Magnus was in what appeared to be an unconscious heap on the ground.
Izzy, her body too weak to stand, crawled quickly over towards Magnus. She placed her hand on his shoulder, the other on the side of his neck, feeling a pulse.
“Magnus? Magnus wake up. Wake up!” Izzy commanded, shaking his shoulder gently at first but more firmly once it was apparent he wasn’t going to just wake up.
“Sorry.” She apologized before slapping him.
Magnus groaned from the stinging in his cheek, eyes blinking slowly open.
“Isabelle..wh…” But everything that had happened came crashing back down, causing Magnus to sit up quickly.
Magnus stared at the place where Alec had been standing, not surprised to see that he wasn’t there.
“What happened? We were about to bring Jace back and then…I think we were separated.” Izzy admitted, trying to recall what she could remember but the last bit was too fuzzy.
“Lilith.” Magnus said softly, his hands pulling at his hair in frustration.
“What about her?”
“She found us. She used their opened bond to get to Alec, I just know it.” He felt tears threaten to pool into his eyes but he blinked them away, determined to not admit defeat. He turned to look at Izzy. “We have to find them, now.”
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Lilith smiled as she stared at her dear Owl and the parabatai as they stood in soldier formation side by side.
“My Owl…go, bring me Clary Fairchild unharmed.” She ordered, walking closer to him.
He gave a quick nod. “Yes, My Queen.”
She leaned closer, pressing her lips against his, red tendrils of magic flooding out of her and into him. “You need your strength.”
Without another word, the Owl left the room.
Lilith turned her attention to her newest addition.
“I can’t say that I blame the warlock for his taste in a partner.” She began, walking casually around Alec. Her hand moved over his broad shoulders and down one arm as she made her way back around to his front.
“Tall, handsome, brave.” She reached her hand up, caressing the side of his face with the side of her hand. “A Nephilim. A taboo relationship, really.”
A wicked grin grew on her face. “I know you’re in there and I know you can hear me. If anyone you care for comes for you, I will order you to kill them slowly.” She reached up, moving a few stray hairs that hung limply over his forehead. “And once you’ve killed them and Jonathan is back to living in this realm, then I will release you. And once I release you, I will order your parabatai to kill you. After that, I will release him and allow Jonathan to enact his revenge.” She patted his cheek roughly, her hand moving below his chin, grasping it tightly. “Now kiss me.”
Alec bent down, his lips pressing firmly against hers. Lilith felt her power surging forward and out of her, going into him through their connect.
Pulling away, she smiled at him. “You will be My Wolf. You’re intelligence and your instincts are unrivaled.” She began stepping away, going towards her alter. “Go now...check the security of this building.”