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Magnus had heard the rumours after all what Downworlder hadn’t, but he never expected his Alexander to prove those rumours true.

Week 3: Eldritch Horror

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Shadowhunter’s Frightening Fall Fic Fest 2019 @frightening-fall-fic

Magnus had heard the rumours, the theories, after all, who in the Shadow World hadn’t? That the Shadowhunter’s, the Nephilim were not mere humans with diluted Angel blood in their veins. Magnus had listened to his father when he was younger about the horrors of what true Angel’s could cause, of six wings and thousand of eyes over their bodies.

Magnus had been surprised when he met his first Shadowhunter and to see they looked like other humans save for the black runes that gifted them powers far above the mundane. Magnus had never forgotten that story of the avenging, burning Angel with six wings, but he had pushed it back to focus on what was happening around him.

It had crossed his mind once when he was gazing at the beautiful sleeping Shadowhunter in his bed one night. Magnus brushed Alec’s curling bangs off of his forehead and smiled when his Angel had made a cute snuffling noise in his sleep before settling again. There was no way possible that his Angel, his Alexander could be what his father described, he could not be what the Downworlder’s call an Eldritch Horror.

Thus it was pushed from his mind once more and did not resurface until one day when a follow Warlock had taken drastic measures to get him to perform a spell for him.

Magnus hated magic binding cuffs and hated that he had been taken by surprised by this weak-minded Warlock. He hated that this meant he was missing date night with his beautiful Angel and he hated that this would worry Alexander.

“I’m not performing that spell, there is nothing you can do to make me perform it,” Magnus stated once again and grunted when the Warlock backhanded him in a fit of rage.

“Oh, I think you’ll find I have a way, he should be here any moment. See your precious Shadowhunter boy toy will be rushing in here to your rescue and when he does I will use my magic and send him into a cycle of torture that only you can dispel.” The Warlock spread his arms out and Magnus let out a soundless shout as the doors flung open and his Alexander strode in without weapons in his hands and completely alone.

“You’re the one who took him? You bound his magic?” Alec snarled in a way Magnus had never heard before. The Warlock just grinned nastily and lifted his hands to cast the spell on Alec.

“ALEXANDER!” Magnus screamed as the Warlock’s magic swirled around the Shadowhunter. Magnus lurched forward in his chair, but the chain attached to his cuffs kept him in place and all he could do was stare at the ball of light that was covering his Angel.

“That spell… It isn't supposed to do that,” The Warlock muttered as he looked at his fingers in confusion and fear crept up into Magnus’ throat.

“What have you done to him you bastard?” Magnus roared as he fought against the cuffs again, not caring about the blood that was now running down his wrists as he fought to get to his Alexander.

“CLOSE YOUR EYES MAGNUS,” Alec’s voice echoed out in the room and somehow it sounded like millions of little voices and Magnus found himself closing his eyes on reflex and stilled his struggles.

“YOU TOUCHED WHO YOU HAD NO RIGHT TO EVEN LOOK AT AND FOR THAT YOU SHALL PAY.” Alec’s voice echoed again and Magnus shuddered in delight and relief that he wasn’t the only one with a possessive streak in their relationship.

“No, that’s impossible, you can’t be real!” Magnus heard the Warlock simper as brightness lit up his eyelids as the Warlock screamed before sudden silence fell over the warehouse.  

“Alexander?” Magnus whispered, desperately wanting to open his eyes to make sure his Angel was all right.

“Do not open your eyes yet Magnus, please, I don’t want to scare you.” Alec’s voice was quieter now but it still echoed like a million quiet voices.

“Will I be in danger if I open my eyes now?” Magnus asked boldly.

“…No, I would never harm you, Magnus, never, but you may not… Love me when you see me like this.” Alec sounded so unsure and afraid that Magnus let his eyes fly open and all breath left his lungs.

“Alexander,” Magnus breathed as he took in the physical form of the Eldritch Angel’s his father told him about all those years ago. His Alexander was floating in the air mere feet away from him thanks to his six black wings that lined his back down to his hips. Thousand of hazel eyes were lazily blinking and looking around from their places on Alec’s limbs and a grey bandage was sloppily wrapped around where his eyes were on his face and his mouth was full of sharp and uneven fangs.

“Magnus, I’m sorry.” Alec’s mouth did not move as he spoke as he bowed his head and a few of his wings curled around him like they were trying to protect him.

“An Eldritch Angel,” Magnus breathed out unable to pull his eyes away with his heart beating fast in his chest.

“Yes,” Alec’s voice was quiet and soft as his body turned slightly away from Magnus, but those thousand eyes were all still trained on Magnus.

“I never thought… You’re so much more beautiful than I ever expected.” Magnus said truthfully, he should be scared but he felt nothing but love for his Alexander.

“Beautiful?” Alec turned back to face Magnus, his bare feet touching the floor as his wings brought him closer. Magnus blinked as the Angel waved his right hand and the magic-binding cuffs fell away and the wounds on his wrists were healed in a burning light.

“Extremely, I love you Alexander and nothing will ever change that,” Magnus swore as he rose to his feet and cupped Alec’s cheek, smiling when Alec shuddered and leaned into his touch.

You See Me? (T) Malec

Written for @frightening-fall-fic Week 2: Came back wrong. It's Wednesday, it's raining, Alec's late to meet Isabelle, and he sees the car too late. He lies on the concrete, water soaking his clothes as the paramedics work on him. And for two minutes and thirty-three seconds, Alec's heart stops.

It's the third shock from the defibrillator that yanks him back into the world of the living.

Title: Black Dog

Fandoms: Shadowhunters (TV)

Warnings: Rated T. 

Relationships: Magnus Bane x Alec Lightwood

Words: 1,875

Chapters: 1/1

Summary:  Magnus Bane, a travelling demon hunter, wanders into a town that is being terrorised by a monstrous phantom dog. 

Alec is sent on a mission that is basically a suicide mission from the Clave, what happens instead is not something Alec expected but welcomes.

Week 5: Haunted

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“You’re kidding! You can’t go on this mission!” Izzy shouted at her brother in the weapon’s room. Alec ran his stele over his arrows, not making eye contact with his little sister.

“You know I don’t have a choice Iz,” Alec said quietly as he slung his quiver over his shoulder and holstered his Seraph blades on his thighs.

“That place is a death trap! No Shadowhunter that has gone in has ever come out alive! This is a suicide mission and the Clave knows it!” Izzy was vibrating with anger as she hurried after Alec as he left the room, heading towards the entrance of the Institute.

“That’s why I’m the one who is doing it. The Clave is done with… Nothing, it doesn’t matter anymore.” Alec cut himself off before he could spill the real reason the Clave had chosen him for this suicide mission.

“Alec? Please big brother, please don’t do this.” Izzy grabbed Alec’s hand when the two of them paused on the steps of the Institute.

“I have to Iz, just tell Jace… Tell Jace that I’m sorry okay? Iz, just follow the rules when I’m gone. I don’t want you being sent in after me in a ‘rescue’ mission from the Clave okay?” Alec grasped his little sister’s shoulders, looking at her with firm eyes.

“O-Okay, I promise big brother, but please, please come back.” Izzy tossed herself into his arms for a hug, she couldn’t remember the last time she had hugged him and that hurt her heart.

“I’ll do my best Iz, you know that.” Alec kissed her forehead before regretfully pulling away from her embrace and headed away from the Institute, from his home.

Alec adjusted the quiver on his shoulder as he looked up at the decrepit house that loomed before him. The mundane’s had called this house ‘haunted’ and there were legends and rumours about it. All Alec knew was that Shadowhunters over the years had been sent in to deal with whatever creature was dwelling inside, but none of them had come back out alive.

Alec knew full well that this was a suicide mission; it was the deal the Clave had offered him. Izzy and Jace would be spared from punishment for all the times they had disobeyed and helped Clary behind the Clave’s back, this would spare his parents shame and the Lightwood name would be spoken with honour when the news of his mission reached Idris.

Alec squinted at the house that looked on the edge of falling apart at the seams, something glimmered around the edges like am glamour, but either Alec’s eyes were playing tricks on him or it was insanely powerful. Alec couldn’t see through it, so he took a deep breath and stalked up the broken steps until he was at the front door. Alec wet his lips as his mind whirred; he made a choice and removed his bow and quiver, setting them next to the front door. He kept his blades on his thighs however and knocked on the door. If there was a creature hiding inside, then perhaps he could reason with it and he could get out of this alive.

Alec swallowed when a moment later, the door creaked, as it swung open to reveal an empty hallway. Alec squared his shoulders and stepped through the threshold. Alec didn’t jump as the door slammed shut behind him, his fingers did twitch at the loud, echoing sound but he stepped forward.

“Thank you for letting me in, my name is…” Alec called out but stopped himself when the walls seemed to pulse and the carpet began to spin below his feet. Alec felt a bout of vertigo overcome his senses and he locked his limbs to stop himself from collapsing.

“Well, well, it’s been so long since I’ve had a visitor with angel blood enter my home.” A melodic voice rang out around Alec, it sounded like it was coming from everywhere and Alec didn’t bother trying to find the source.

“I’m not here to harm you, I’ve come to talk.” Alec’s tongue felt like sandpaper in his mouth as he closed his eyes in an attempt to stop the world from spinning.

“Talk hm? That’s a new one, but you are pretty so perhaps I can be persuaded to listen.” The voice sounded amused and Alec held his hands up in the universal sign of surrender and the voice let out a booming laugh.

“The Clave sent me on this mission, knowing full well what happened to the last Shadowhunter’s that entered your home. I’m not like them, I don’t want to fight I rather talk and see if we can work something out.” Alec explained and risked opening his eyes and let out a sigh of relief when everything was back to normal.

“The Clave is made up of a bunch of cowards and horrible examples of those with Angel-blood.” The voice snapped, it sounded closer.

“Tell me about it,” Alec muttered not caring if he sounded bitter.

“Oh I think I’ll keep you, pretty Angel, you are nothing like the other Shadowhunter’s that I have dealt with in the past.” The voice laughed and Alec noticed that the shadows were moving and shifted around him. He still kept his hands up and just tracked the movements of them with his eyes.

“You have no idea,” Alec muttered before he tensed for a moment when he felt cold bands curl around his body like many arms were embracing him. They were cold on his skin, but they were strong and powerful in a way Alec hadn’t expected.

“No one will bother us, pretty Angel, after all this house is haunted and destroys anyone who enters.” The voice was closer now and coming from behind Alec, the Shadowhunter did not turn to see the source. He knew better than that.

“What do I have to do?” Alec found himself whispering, the idea of staying in that house, protected and finally safe from the Clave, from that world was far too appealing for Alec to just dismiss it. Besides with his sacrifice, his family would be safe from the Clave and their family name restored.

“Your name pretty Angel, give me your full name and you shall be mine.” The voice crooned and Alec found himself closing his eyes again, but this time it was for a different reason.

“Alexander Gideon Lightwood,” Alec whispered, giving this creature his full name and unknown power over him as the house pulsed around him again.

“Welcome home then Alexander,” The voice sounded pleased and Alec’s head was tipped back and Alec opened his eyes. He found himself staring into the darkness that was covering the area behind him, his eyes were drawn to a pair of glowing cat eyes.

“Who are you?” Alec found himself whispering as the eyes drew closer.

Title: The Lighthouse on Lightwood Island

Fandoms: Shadowhunters (TV)

Warnings: Rated T. Major Character Death, bittersweet ending.

Relationships: Magnus Bane x Alec Lightwood

Words: 614

Chapters: 1/1

Summary:  

A strange lighthouse stands alone at the far end of Lightwood Island.  

Alec was not impressed that date night with Magnus was spent in a sewer to find something Mundane’s called an ‘urban legend’.

Week 4: Urban Legends

Shadowhunter’s Frightening Fall Fic Fest 2019 @frightening-fall-fic

“So do you want to remind me why exactly we are spending date night in the sewers of New York?” Alec wrinkled his nose as he lifted his boot out of a patch of something slimly as he held his witch light higher.

“I heard rumours and I thought an adventure with my beautiful Angel sounded like a good idea,” Magnus said as he ducked into the beam of light to squint at something on the small sidewalk that lined the sewer channel.

“I think our definition of adventure differ,” Alec muttered as he sidestepped a pool of murky water.

“What are we even looking for anyways?”

“Oh it’s something of an urban legend you see,” Magnus said as he fell back a few steps to lace his fingers together with Alec’s free one.

“Urban Legend? Is that a mundane thing? We both know all the legends are true,” Alec raised an eyebrow and Magnus kissed his cheek fondly.

“Something like that sweetheart, well I heard that in the sewers of New York that one day a poor little alligator was flushed down the toilet and he to this very day lives in this sewer, eating whoever dares to come down into his lair.” Magnus put on his best spooky voice as he leaned against Alec’s side as the two made their way down the length of the sewer.

“An alligator?” Both of Alec’s eyebrows rose and his voice took on an unimpressed tone.

“Yes, and I so happen am running short of alligator scales sooo two birds with one stone as they say,” Magnus said with a smile on his lips that only widened when Alec leaned down and kissed him.

“You’re lucky I love you,” Alec said teasingly.

“Aren’t I just?” Magnus smiled just as teasingly and leaned up for another kiss when a sudden splashing noise echoed in the sewer.

“I thought you said it was just an urban legend?” Alec whispered as he stared at the bubbling sewer water and Magnus let his magic flow to his fingers as he turned to face a giant, demonic-looking alligator rise from the water.

“So not a normal alligator then?” Alec tossed his witch light down and un-glamoured his bow and quiver.

“A demon from Edom in this case,” Magnus held his hands up in a defensive position as the demonic alligator stared at them unmoving. Its yellow eyes flickered over Magnus before settling on Alec who was notching an arrow.

“Alexander!” Magnus shouted before he grunted as he was sent flying by the alligator’s wide tail.

“Magnus!” Alec’s voice echoed in the sewer before he twisted around to come face to face with the alligator. Alec held his breath as the demon breathed its horrid breath over his face and didn’t make a move as he wanted to keep his head.

“Gross,” Alec grunted as he squeezed his eyes closed as the alligator’s wet and rough tongue swiped over his face and his hair in a loving lick.

“Er, um thank you?” Alec said in confusion and lifted one of his hands and awkwardly patted the scaly snout.

“Ah, good boy?” Alec offered and bit back a laugh of disbelief when the demonic alligator all but purred and licked his face again before he sank back into the sewer water and everything wen still and quiet again.

“Will wonders ever cease with you my Alexander?” Magnus said as he walked back to Alec whose hair was still sticking up thanks to the salvia.

“Magnus are you okay?” Alec began to fuss but Magnus just patted his hand with a loving smile on his face.

“I’m fine sweetheart, are you alright?” Magnus was biting back a snicker at the way Alec’s hair was sticking up.

“I think so? Mostly confused and a bit relieved… No more sewer adventures on date night okay?” Alec suggested and Magnus laughed and curled their arms together again but avoided the salvia on Alec’s face.

Title: The Goddess

Fandoms: Shadowhunters (TV)

Warnings: Rated T.

Relationships: Maia Roberts x Isabelle Lightwood, Magnus Bane x Alec Lightwood

Words: 4,123

Chapters: 1/1

Summary:  Maia is one of the best explorers in the business, but Isabelle and her brothers, who come from a long line of rich, illustrious explorers with plenty of resources at their command, keep beating Maia to the punch. 

But this time, Maia isn't going to let Isabelle Lightwood win, even if it means teaming up with a slightly shady sorcerer. Because this time, the clues lead to a place she's dreamt of discovering as a child - the lost temple of the dancing goddess. 

Week 2: Came Back Wrong

Shadowhunter’s Frightening Fall Fic Fest 2019 @frightening-fall-fic​

Fandom: Shadowhunter’s

Pairing: Alec Lightwood/Magnus Bane

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Alec stared at his Seraph dagger that he was spinning around his hand as he silently stared at the closed door to his fiancé’s office. He wished he could say that since they had gotten Magnus back from Edom, that it was smooth sailing. However it was more the opposite, Magnus would lock himself in his office for hours when the duo got home. Alec spent more nights alone in bed than he had when Magnus had been trapped in Edom.

That wasn’t the only strange thing, his usually colourful outfits and streaks in his hair were gone and he wore all black with hints of royal purple here and there. His magic was a dark red now instead of it’s usual bright blue and Alec had caught Magnus staring at him silently every so often in a way that sent a burst of unease over the Shadowhunter.

Alec set the dagger onto the coffee table; he was being stupid this was Magnus, his Magnus. Alec stood up and brushed off his pants before padding over to Magnus’ office door and gently knocked on the wood.

“Alexander, perfect timing as always my Angel!” Magnus beamed as he flung open the door, a mad glint in his eyes. His cat-eyes, he had been without his glamour since he got back from Edom and while Alec adored them, he knew why Magnus always wore his glamour but not once had Magnus pulled up glamour to cover them.

“I just wanted to know if you were going to come to bed tonight?” Alec asked softly, not wanting to tip Magnus over some unseen edge.

“Oh my Angel, I’ve been neglecting as of late you haven’t I? I promise it will be worth it once you understand why I’ve been working so hard.” Magnus laced their fingers together and have Alec a smile that was borderline insane as he pulled Alec into his office.

“It’s fine, I was just a bit lonely is all but I know what you get like when you get deep into your work,” Alec said, his tone light and teasing.

“You are perfect Alexander,” Magnus said as he stared at Alec in awe, the awe made Alec blush and duck his head.

“Sit down, I want to show you what I’ve been working on,” Magnus tugged Alec deeper into the workshop and gently set him down onto a chair. Alec smiled unable to stop himself as he watched Magnus fuss about, completely in his element and Alec wondered if all his worries from before were for nothing.

“Now stay still love, we can’t have you moving and messing up the spell,” Magnus said as he flicked his glowing fingers at Alec. Alec who gasped as his body suddenly went stiff and he couldn’t move a single muscle, he stared wide-eyed at his fiancé.

“Magnus?” Alec couldn’t get more than a whisper to leave his lips as Magnus loomed over him, his cat-eyes watching him with a glint while an ancient book bound in what looked like human skin floated next to him.

“Soon everything will be fine Alexander, I promise. You will survive this and together, together we will rule Edom as their rightful King’s.” Magnus crooned as he carded his glowing fingers through Alec’s hair soothingly. Magnus then stood back and began to chant in a language that was gritty and demonic. Alec’s eyes rolled up into his skull as Magnus’ magic began to seep into his skin, into his very being and his world blacked pretty soon after that odd tingling sensation.

Magnus let a wicked smile cross his lips as the runes on his beloved body shone brightly before they burned away, leaving Alec’s pale skin unmarked and Magnus finished the spell, flicking the spellbook away in a small portal. He couldn’t let any do-gooders find what spell he used, lest they mount a foolish rescue as they did before.