This is a fanfiction by yours truly, and it's essentially a character I devised and his part in the story. I hope you enjoy, and I plan to continue this extensively.
I have altered the story line slightly to ensure my character has a place. If you like Ghastly and Shudder and hate Ravel like I do, then you'll be pleased by this.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the Skulduggery Pleasant characters. They belong to a Mr Derek Landy. Except Doku. He's mine.
When we were children, we would play together. Eat together. Learn together. But then, when she was 12, she became distant. She didn't interact with me as much. It felt like she had become a different person. It felt like Stephanie Edgley was gone.
A year later, she was becoming more like herself. Just in time, as halfway through my thirteenth year of life, I developed my powers. My first instinct was to tell her about them, but as I walked to her house, a man took me. He was tall, taller than anyone I had seen before. His arms bulged with muscles and his veins were clearly visible. He shoved me into a van and drove me away.
Several hours later, he opened the van doors. By this point, fear of the unknown and reduced me to a quivering wreck. He roughly pulled me out of the van, and put me on the ground. He looked me over, and smiled. It wasn't a friendly smile. It was as if he saw me as his next meal. It was a devious smile.
"At last." he rumbled. "Another one of us."
He grabbed my arm, and ordered me to use my power. I didn't want to, not in front of a stranger. He gestured behind him and told me to shoot the wall. I was too scared of him to even think straight, let alone unleash the yellow energy. He sighed, and pointed his palm at the wall.
A large ball of yellow energy leapt from his palm and incinerated the wall. The shock wave hurled me back, while he just stood there as I flew into the opposite wall. He smiled again, and instructed me to use my power. So I did.
The beam of energy darted from my palm and cut through the other wall, and it fell apart. His smile grew, and it looked as if it were genuine. He then sat me down, and told me what I was.
"I'm a what?"
"A Warlock. You have access to a far purer strain of magic than the average sorcerer. You can throw energy, much like an energy thrower, except our energy is far stronger. You can also heal your injuries far quicker."
"And who are you? Are you a Warlock also?"
Before he could answer, an older man burst through the door brandishing a gun. The man who captured me rose to his feet and snarled.
"Get out of here Eachan."
"Charivari, you cannot be allowed to kidnap children just because they are Warlocks. You are a dying breed of Warlock. Not many of your kind support your agenda, do they?"
The man called Charivari snarled again and energy fired from his palm. It seemed to hit a barrier in front of the old man and fizzle out. The old man grinned and shot Charivari in the chest, then fired again and again, connected with his shoulder and knee. Charivari collapsed and the old man grabbed me and ran.
He ran to his car and started it up. "Get in!" he shouted to me. I had no choice. I jumped into the passenger seat and we took off. Once we were far enough away, he turned to me and smiled.
"Sorry about all that old chap. My name is Eachan Meritorious, and welcome to the world of magic."
"What are you on about? What is going on? Who was that? What happened to my friend?"
"Which friend?"
"Stephanie. Around the same time my powers appeared, she became really distant. Am I having an effect on her?"
"Ah. I see. Well, that does help things."
"What?"
"Stephanie is one of us, except she goes by the name of Valkyrie now. Which reminds me, you need to pick a name."
"Why?"
"So it isn't used against you."
"Right. What do you need me for?"
"We need to train you first, so you know how to use your powers. And we need you to help us out."
"What do you mean?"
"One of our Sensitives-"
"What are Sensitives?"
"Psychics. Be quiet, I'm trying to explain."
"Sorry."
"Anyway, one of our more powerful Sensitives had a vision when Valkyrie first started using magic. She is ridiculously important to the planet's survival. And that's were you come in."
"I'm sorry, what?"
"She might not survive until she is needed. So we needed someone who knew her, and was powerful enough to defend her. Luckily, we found you. Your task will be to defend her and ensure she survives until her destiny reaches fruition. At some point you will need to interact with her, and make her aware of your existence. It is entirely your decision when that happens."
I decided to accept his offer. I already knew I would say yes if it meant I could see her again. So, over the years, I kept her safe.
When she was battling Serpine, I told the Necromancers of the White Cleaver, and they removed him from Serpine's roster. I dampened the effect of Serpine's red right hand with my Warlock Healing, so that she wouldn't die.
I infused Tanith's sword with energy to ensure Valkyrie could kill the Grotesquery.
Again and again, I saved her life. I kept her going. She wouldn't die, not while I still had breath in my body.
When Ravel, Bespoke and Shudder left for the Sanctuary, I was torn. I knew what was going to happen to them. So I went with them, sticking to the shadows. I prevented Ravel from killing Ghastly, and the Cleavers didn't even swing for Shudder before they died. I left the three of them there, and returned to the battlefield where I left her. When I discovered she had been captured, I was furious. I left her, and she paid the price. I hunted throughout the woods, until I found her. She was tied to a chair, with a Sensitive picking her brain apart. I could not allow that, so I fired a beam of energy.
The Sensitives head burned to ashes, and I released Valkyrie. She began to open her eyes, and instead of running, instead of concealing my identity, I decided now was the time for her to know.
"Wh-who are you?" she whispered.
I smiled down at her. "My name is Doku Calibre, and I'm your guardian angel."