The title says it all. The last episode of Young Justice never happened. Everything in Skulduggery Pleasant did. If I play with canon too much it might explode or something. No, wait...

I will try with this one. I will try to keep everyone as IC as possible. I will try my best not to make things up. But I will make things up. Otherwise what sort of story will this be?

Uh, no pairings. I'll try to update every week. Try.

Disclaimer: I do not own any bits I do not own.

Valkyrie in Gotham CHAPTER ONE

Valkyrie was driving the Oompa Loompa.

On one hand she was kind of surprised that her parents hadn't thrown it out. It had been what, five years and they hadn't gotten rid of it? It sort of made her sad on how hopeful her parents were that she would come back soon, even though she told them that she wasn't going to be back for a long time. Well, at least she was back now and working hard for redemption.

Valkyrie turned up the road that lead to Gordon's house. What, you didn't expect her to live away from her parents? Well she was an adult now, she couldn't live with her parents! Although deep inside, Valkyrie wanted to stay a child forever and live with her mum and dad and baby sister, who wasn't quite a baby anymore and she-

PHHSSSSSTTTTTT!

A big pink-red (It's called magenta you idiot) fireball bloomed behind the trees to her left. She braked immediately and turned off the car lights, her hand moving instinctively to her shock-stick. It probably, hopefully, maybe, luckily, wasn't Roarhaven citizens. Did they have a proper name? Roarhavenians? Roarhavenish? Whatever they were called, they probably knew she was back by now, but there was no way they knew where she lived. No damn way. So who was it?

Valkyrie decided to go find out and cautiously opened the door. No fireball-lobbing crazies jumped out at her so she deemed it save to keep going, sneaking into the woods with her shock stick held in front of her so she could bash whomever it was on the head and then fry them with her lightning powers. She was fifteen minutes into attempting to walk into the woods quietly like a ninja, when she stopped suddenly, realising two things simultaneously.

First was that she knew of nobody whose fireballs looked like that. It could be a metahuman for all she knew and she could probably get away with calling a hotline or something, so no need to sneak up on them. The second was that she was incredibly lost and had no way of getting to the fireball thrower, the Oompa Loompa or Gordon's house.

She was so lost in her own thoughts that she almost didn't hear the talking. But she did, a childish whine that immediately pissed the hell out of her, so she decided to find the face the voice came out of and punch it. She began sneaking again, almost stumbling stupidly into a clearing, taking a step back to avoid revealing herself to the people there.

They were people there, Valkyrie was sure of that, but in what context exactly she wasn't. One of them had long hair tied back in a ponytail and had a claw scar across his face. He was like that commander dude from Wolverine, which Wolverine had slashed in the face after being metal-fied.

Then she recognised him. And almost took a step back.

It was Vandal Savage. She had heard of him and his incredibly stubborn non-dying-ness. That guy was like an unwanted pimple that just kept coming back. But worse. What the hell was he doing in the woods on Gordon's land? Shouldn't he have been beating up the Justice League or destroying the world in an overly elaborate way?

What exactly do you think he's doing? Throwing a party? Go out there and seriously mess up his plans!

She was about to do so, lighting up her hand from within and getting ready to blast him, when a kid in a suit and about a million henchmen teleported in.

The kid looked seriously weird, with horns and greasy hair and oh my god was that a cat!? Until she recognised him too. Klarion, Lord of Chaos and no doubt owner of that annoying voice.

"We got it!" sang Klarion and danced around with Teekl in a seriously unlordly like manner. He gestured to a minion, who in turn held up some tongs clamped around a black crystal light within by a dark light.

What! Thought Valkyrie. The crystals? What the hell are they up to?

"Is it as powerful as they say?" asked Savage.

"Oh, no." laughed Klarion. "It's even better! It turned Steve Slave One, Five and Twelve to dust until we figured out not to touch it."

Savage frowned (well, frowned more) as if wondering why Klarion had named each and every henchmen Steve. Valkyrie was reminded of Dusk's Minions One and Two. But let's remember that he is the Lord of Chaos and doesn't seem to have an actual reason for doing anything.

"And now to Gotham!" shouted Klarion excitedly, cackling a little. "These pretty rocks will be mine!"

Valkyrie took a couple of steps running forwards, figuring that she may as well stop them from doing whatever the hell they were doing. She had not taken more than five steps forwards when they inexplicably disappeared, and she stumbled to a stop anticlimactically. Klarion had teleported them away. Now she really wanted to punch him in the face. And she didn't really want to find out what they were going to do with a crystal that could turn people to dust with a touch.

Oh well, she thought, trying not to think about the earth shattering connotations for the world. At least now I have a reason to meet up with Hansard Kray now that he lives in Gotham.

She returned her shock stick to her back and walked back to the Oompa Loompa. She needed something to focus on, something that wasn't Darquesse or that she left her family, even as she was going to do so now.

She had left them before and she was fine and so were they, as they would be fine this time round.

Hopefully.

She would get Skulduggery and Tanith to look after them. She would like to see Klarion's face if he tried to break in. It would be blasted off and cut into little pieces. Yeah. It would be fine.

Valkyrie is going to Gotham! Ahahahaha! What will happen? Will Hansard Kray flirt back? Will her family be fine? Find out next time!