Hello ALL! New story! I thought I'd write something more peppy and lively. Please read and I hope you all enjoy it!

Chapter 1

Explosion

The evening sky was crisp orange and the sun was setting onto the skyscrapers of Brooklyn, New York, reflecting off the buildings. It was fairly quiet on the streets and only a few people were still out and Alexander Lightwood was one of them. He was wearing a plane black shirt, warned out jeans and he was making his way down the block towards Magnus's red brick warehouse.

He had not had any free time to be with the warlock because he had been called to so many missions that he decided it would be better if he stayed at the Institute until it was over. Magnus of course had protested, begging him to stay but Alec defended that he was a Shadowhunter and it was his job. The first few nights back in the Institute was alien for Alec. He disliked the empty feeling beside him while he slept and wished Magnus was there. He was used to seeing vibrant wall colors, antique furniture and a table full of makeup. However, the more nights he stayed, Alec became comfortable in his room liking the simplicity of just a bed, desk, one draw and closet, and the dull shading colors on the wall.

Finally though, he had caught a break and Alec had rushed out of the Institute, and in doing so, pushed by his sister who was asking him where he was going and made his way to his second home; the home he preferred to stay in. He was so eager to see Magnus that he wanted to make a surprise visit and had not call Magnus to let him know he was coming.

Upon reaching the warehouse, he made his way through the front door and bounded up the stairs when a sudden explosion sounded through the building. Alec snapped his head up knowing well that only Magnus could send an explosion like that, and he dashed the rest of the way up bursting through Magnus's loft. The fear of it being a demon attack was eased as a cloud of multi-colored smoke floated around the room. The smoke was, however, heavy enough to make his eyes watery and the boy placed his arm over his face.
"Magnus!" Alec called swiping the spoke away from his face. The origin of the explosion happened in the bedroom and Alec crept over to the room and saw something on the floor that made Alec gasp. The boy rushed over and saw a pile of clothes scattered on the floor and he picked it up with utter disbelief and confusion. For a moment, Alec held his breath. What if Magnus died along with the explosion? But if there was an explosion then his clothes would be gone too. Did he transport to another dimension? What the hell was he doing?
"Magnus where are you?!" Alec called scrambling to his feet and went from room to room desperately searching for the warlock. Magnus, however, was nowhere to be seen and after a while, Alec slumped down onto the couch in the common room. The Shadowhunter brought his head down on his hands raking through his mind of the possibilities of what could have happened. He wondered if he should notify the Clave, or call Isabelle and the others to investigate. He took a ragged breath as fear began to sink in, his nerves jumping under his skin. A sudden noise from the bedroom pulled him out of his despair and he froze, wondering what the noise could be. He crept back over to Magnus's room and he saw a figure emerge from within the closet and dash across the floor. Alec's eyes widened in surprise and he slowly made his way to the other side of the bed and what he saw, he would have never believed. Alec's legs buckled and he dropped to his knees, placing a hand over his mouth and whispered.
"Magnus..."

Oh, I wonder what happened to Magnus... I hope you all enjoyed it! Please, please review and tell me how you guys liked it! (and you can tell me you're guesses of what happened to Magnus)