Not all rescues are are done by heroes... (for alec_lightwood)

[magna_bane]

The last week had to be the most intense she'd lived through in all her life. Valentine may have used her over and over again through her life, but he was respectful for the most part. If harsh and cruel. Enough to make her stay loyal. His son... his son on the other hand proved everyday how much she hated him with what he said and did. And no matter how much she'd tried to keep him from hurting the young nephilim, it only enraged him more not deterred him.

Which led to events she'd rather wipe from her mind. The screaming and the fighting as he'd tried to force himself on the teen that didn't deserve it. Ne never deserved that. She couldn't let it happen. Which was why she traded herself as willing for the first time. The demon hybrid jumped on it instantly and drug her out of the room none too kindly. At first her mind reeled as he practically dragged her forcefully up the stairs to his room. They had to get there... it was the only way she could hide what she would do.

And time to build up the spell that would knock him out for a day or two.

Not that he didn't get her beat up before she got him. But that really only came from his anger at her for helping the abnormal freak of a nephilim. Something she resented him for calling the teen down in the dungeon. How dare he call that boy that, when he himself was an abomination. It took effort to get back down stairs walking calmly. No one really thought much of her clothes being torn or even the bruises. They'd heal. And they all knew about his fixation with her.

It got her where she needed to be. Into the room with the wounded nephilim. With a wave of her hand a pulse knocked out all of the guards and unlocked his bindings all at once. Rushing to his side, she slid her arms about his waist to help him up. "I need to heal you. You can't run like this..." Hopefully she could do that without taking too much time and them getting caught. "But not here... we're too exposed here and too easily cornered. Can you walk at all?"

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[alec_lightwood]

It seemed strange that he could mean so much to her. She had barely known him before she'd saved him. Technically, Magnus still knew little about him. But for some reason she had thought he was special and deserved to be saved. He was grateful for that but it still surprised him that he could be so important to someone that wasn't a member of his family.

But even before she had rescued him, he would have helped her escape if she had wanted to be free of Sebastian. He would have helped anyone who wanted to get away from the madman, but there was also something special about Magnus. She might not see that but he believed that she wasn't truly evil and she deserved a chance with people who wouldn't abuse her. "And it's a wonderful thing that you're alive too. You deserve to be free of him."

For a moment, he wondered what that strange noise was, then slowly realized that her catlike eyes weren't the only part of her that reminded him of felines. Magnus could purr. The sound caused him to smile as he brushed his fingers through her hair, starting to untangle it like she had for him. As he worked at some of the tangles, he considered the jewelry she had taken off and the idea of selling it. "It'd be better if we buried it. No matter what we do to it, he'll still be able to track it."

Sebastian still might be able to. The thought caused his stomach to drop and a chill to slide down his spine. "Does he have spells on any of it that would allow him to find us?" If it did, then they had to get away even if they were both tired.

But they'd have each other... something that Alec hadn't expected. The idea of someone who wasn't family wanting to protect him was strange, but it was something that gave him hope he needed after what Sebastian had done to him.

As the purr intensified, he snuggled her more, amazed at how much she sounded like a cat. "And I'm glad it's you that saved me. I'll help you find somewhere safe."

[magna_bane]

Part of her waited for the punchline. The notion that her magic made her useful and necessary in a war. But none came. Alec said it simply. He said it like her life actually mattered and not the magic that coursed through her blood. Her heart sped up and the purring became a soft rumble in her chest. "I hope that I will be someday." Running from Sebastian didn't mean he'd give her up. Not that easily.

But the concern melted away like ice under the heat of the sun as Alec worked through her hair. Eyes closed and tipping her head into his hands, she shamelessly purred and moved into his touch. No one had ever been so gentle with her. Not since so long ago with her mother before the magic made itself known and her eyes changed. "Hm?" It took a moment to even realize what he was saying. "Oh.."

Re-focusing her mind, she gathered her scattered and melted thoughts. "Well.. I don't sense any magic on them. I am one of the best warlocks in the land... None could put a spell on them that I wouldn't notice. And if he marked them, I could destroy that by remaking them so any mark would be destroyed. But you're right... I don't want him to track us... or get anyone killed. Not over me."

Lifting golden eyes to him, she smiled at him with a warmth she'd never bestowed on anyone. "We'll figure it out... I'm all right with burying them. I have no emotional attachments to anything I own." Or to anything in life for that matter. Though... she had a feeling that was changing.

Melting further into his arms, she slowly wrapped her arms about him. "I know you will." Because Alec was honorable and kind. Beautifully noble like none she'd ever seen or met in her life. "When did you want to try to move on?"