Hi, as you already know, this is based on the world in the Skulduggery Pleasant books, all though it doesn't use any of the characters. Yet. I may use some, maybe. I dunno… Anyway, yeah, this is my skulduggery fic, enjoy! (Yes, I have used my own taken name for the main character, but that's because it's a cool name. I'll end up using it in loads of stories. I'm not good at coming up with names…)
It was a quiet day in northern Wales. It was cold, it was mid-week, and in the middle of November, so Llandudno west-shore beach was empty. Who would want to visit the beach on a day like this? It was windy, and I mean very windy. If you've ever been to the west-shore beach, you'll know exactly how windy I mean. Even in July, you can't see a thing for the wind whipping your hair in your face. It was just a very windy beach. The beach it's self was mainly made up of stones, and white lines of rock lines the edge of the beach. There was a man-made row of large boulders, which jutted out into the sea for about twenty-five metres, and the waves crashed into the rocks ferociously, as if the aim was to completely destroy the row of boulders.
A group of four stood on top of the boulders. Their hair did not blow around, and they and know trouble trying to not get knocked over by the wind. Elementals are very handy. None of the four looked very old, the oldest looking about twenty five and the youngest sixteen. They were silent, and just looking at the way they were stood and the expressions on their faces gave the impression that together, they were incredibly powerful. They looked out over the sea, none of them saying anything, just staring at the waves crashing onto the rocks and sand. One of the four, the one with bright red hair, pricked her head up, hearing something the others couldn't. She summoned a flame into her left hand, and held it ready for throwing. Another of the girls summoned a flame, and the dark haired boy ripped something from around his neck, and gripped it tightly. The last girl did nothing, but bite her lip. A dark shape emerged from the water, and the figure of a bare foot man stepped onto the sand.
"This my welcome home party?" he laughed, seeing the group ready for battle. "Thought there'd be more balloons. Belladonna Curse, I was hoping you'd be dead." He spoke with a thick Irish accent.
"You should be so lucky." The red haired Elemental replied coolly. "Now, turn around and swim back to your nice Irish prison. There's a good boy Darius."
"Ah, but you know me, I was never a good boy was I? I swam all the way from Ireland, to here, why the hell would I just swim back?"
"Because you'll die." Belladonna stayed cool.
"Ha! That's funny! I was under the impression that I was better than you! I could beat you, and your pathetic little gang!" Belladonna rolled her eyes, and extinguished her flame. She turned around, and clicked her fingers. At the precise moment she clicked her fingers, the man who was Darius Lungs dropped to the floor, quite dead. He never even had time to notice what was happening. Belladonna smiled.
"Come on, we're done here," she said with the same cool tone. The others followed, and the four climbed down from the rocks, and walked away from the beach. They never bothered moving the body. He had just dropped down dead, there would be no trace of what had killed him. The mortal doctors would examine the body, and come to the conclusion that his heart just stopped, in blink of an eye, or in the click of fingers.
I'll post more soon, and I'll introduce the characters properly in the next chapter, I just felt like it should end there :D I need to work on making my chapters longer!
Anyway, please review, and be TRUTHFULL! Be completely honest!