'Master Bane?' the timid voice broke the silence in the room.
'Yes..?' was the exhausted reply.
'Master, the new servants have arrived.'
'Send them in Clarissa,' He paused and the servant girl turned to leave, 'And, thank you.' The petite red-head froze before she turned around to face him and bowed. She hurried out of the room head down. Magnus sighed, no matter how nice he was to her the girl was always scared of him and it made him feel terrible. He sighed, rubbed his tired eyes and reluctantly he began working again, distantly he heard the door open and footsteps enter then the door closing. He continued to work - trying to finish the last bit before he talked to them. Unfortunately they wouldn't have that.
'We're here.' A cocky male voice said. It made the warlock's frustration begin to simmer however he continued his work.
'What do we do?' He heard a girl hiss to someone, turning the heat of his anger up.
'I don't know, for the great warlock he is supposed to be he isn't much, is he?' The first voice whispered to the second. His fury grew.
'He seems really slow too.' The second voice added, 'I wish he'd hurry up so I can unpack and then sleep.' He was at boiling point now.
'I will be done when I am done!' He snapped, his fuse was much shorter than usual due to his laborious and lengthy day, plus he was tired. He finished his writing without another word from his servants when he had finished he looked up.
His green-gold cat eyes met azure blue ones. His gaze was instantly pulled to the tall, unconfident boy at the back behind the other boy and girl. His rage was immediately forgotten as he took in the boy's features: his angled cheekbones, straight nose, think, curly, dark lashes framing those beautiful eyes; his porcelain skin further enhanced his thick, raven-black hair concealing his cerulean eyes and casting shadows over his angelic face. Magnus snapped out of his trance as he realised the other boy, the gold one, was talking. Again.
'I'm Jace,' the boy was good looking but Magnus didn't think he was anything special. Too golden and a little short for his taste, 'This is Isabelle,' he gestured to the tall girl who looked remarkably like the taller boy, except her hair was much longer. Her eyes were brown and her confidence oozed off her unlike the boy, he assumed they were siblings and Jace was adopted as he looked nothing like his other two companions. 'And, lastly, this is Alexander.' Jace gesture to the bo- no, Alexander. Magnus smiled at him and noted the slight blush it caused.
'Well, nice to meet you. Jace, Isabelle and Alexander.' He purred Alexander's name slightly and was granted a brighter blush, fortunately the other two didn't notice, 'I suggest you see Jocelyn and Clary – my other two servants. For the jobs and whatnot. Otherwise enjoy your stay!'
He knew none of them wanted to be there, they had to. By law. The Shadowhunters were to serve the Downworlders, the reason was long forgotten but that had been how it was since Magnus was a young warlock, and he wasn't about to be the one to change that now. 'You may go.' He dismissed them and they left leaving Magnus with an empty, hollow feeling.
Alec trailed after his siblings, he couldn't quite get the image of his new master out of his head. He shook his head in a lame attempt to clear his mind, he then noticed they had descended the stairs and neared the servant common area – where they had just been moments ago. It was a smallish room with a fire place on the wall opposite the door to the upstairs (where they were now stood), on the right wall a door to the kitchen and two large book case filled the wall. The right wall was bare but it had stereo and music as well as a chess table and a random plant. In the middle of the room were two tables with eight chairs around. Surrounding the fire place were two comfy-0looking chairs and a rug. The trio saw Clary and Jocelyn sat at one of the tables, they looked up at the newcomers.
'What did he say?' Jocelyn said closing the book she had been reading and stood wiping her hands on her apron.
'Just, that we had to come to you for jobs and whatnot.' Jace mocked the warlock.
'Well, there aren't any jobs tonight and it's late so, I guess relax.' Jocelyn smiled, 'Dinner will be ready soon.' She disappeared into the kitchen.
'Well, Magnus seems nice.' Isabelle fell into one of the chairs.
'He is, he just intimidates me a little. All the glitter and outrageous fashion.' Clary held her head down and mumbled
'Why? He's just a glittered freak.' Jace muttered, as he touched her arm trying to comfort her
'No. Don't ever say that.' Clary shot up from her chair and glared at Jace. Her small stature was positioned in a defiant stance, her green eyes blazed with loyalty and anger, her red curls reflected the anger she felt.
'Why not?' Jace inquired, raising a golden eyebrow.
'Why not? Because it's disrespectful. He's given us a home and jobs, you obviously have no idea what it's like on the street.' She screeched, leaving them in silence. Alec saw Jace was about to react, tell the girl of what happened to his parents and then their parents and in turn their lives.
'Jace leave it. Clarissa, we do know. Jace just has no respect.' Isabelle said, apparently Izzy had noticed too, 'Jace apologise, now!'
'I'm sorry Clarissa.' His voice was one tone. Jace actually liked her, she was adorable and petit. Her fierce anger and protectiveness to Magnus made him think she was a good person and he felt a little smitten with her.
'Good. Clary. Call me Clary, please.' Her hair fell in front of her face hiding her face because she was blushing. She realised the Jace was actually quite attractive when you got past the rude.
'Okay, Clary, call me Izzy and Alexander, Alec, he prefers it.' Izzy smiled at the girl who smiled back timidly still unsure about them.
'Clary! Jace! I need help!' Jocelyn called from the kitchen so the pair went through to see what she needed. Giving Izzy the chance to question her brother.
'Alec? Are you okay?' Izzy asked, 'You look a little pale. Do you need a drink or something?'
In reply, Alec rolled his eyes whilst taking his pen and notebook from his pocket and wrote. Alec was mute. He had just stopped talking and hadn't since the incident had happened. So he wrote everything down in his notebook, of course being his siblings Jace and Izzy were used to this but Magnus, Clary and Jocelyn didn't know they just thought he was quiet.
He handed her the book and sat in the chair opposite her, his reply said:
I'm perfectly fine, Izzy. Stop worrying so much.
'I can't help but worry and you know that.'
Well, as Clary said, we are safe here, we have a home, however temporary, and jobs. And, I know you're worried about Mother and Father but they'll be fine. They have work too and it's not like we ever saw them before.
Alec's eyes had started watering just thinking about it. His hand trembled slightly and Izzy tried to steady it with her own shaking hand.
'Alec, it's okay. Stop. Why don't we just read?' his sister said as she picked two book of the bookshelf for them. She handed him one of the books and he wrote two words on the paper
W/M: What did you think?