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"At least", he said, "something we can both agree on."
And they vanished.
Valkyrie would've never thought that standing on a huge steel construction could impress her that much, but the sight down onto the lights of Paris was just that beautiful.
"Fletcher, I'm evil, you know this just can´t work."
"Oh I´m evil, too.", Fletch said with his absolutely unevil voice.
Valkyrie softly laid a hand on his blood splattered face.
"I like you Fletcher, but actually you´re not ..."
Valkyrie suddenly got interrupted, as her ex-boyfriend took her head and pressed his lips against hers. In this moment of surprise and still having the action of the vampire fight in her legs, she really enjoyed his kiss. It was the best one she had ever been given and she had really been given awesome kisses before. Fletcher wanted to stop already, but Stephanie still held on and opened her mouth just a little, so that their tongues could touch.
"You broke up with me a few days before , can you remember that", he said.
"As I told you, I'm evil", she said, and gave him another kiss.
She stood on her toes and whispered in his ear.
"You´re not just a little more evil because of suddenly kissing me."
"I´d like to make out with you", he blurted out unexpected, "here and now."
For a moment Valkyrie wasn´t sure if she should punch his face or pull down his pants. This really made him kinda evil.
"This is so fucking weird", she thought.
They really made up at midnight on the Eiffel Tower. In some kind of way it felt awesome, like something she hasn't been thinking of for half an eternity, and now just happening to her.
She closed her eyes and could feel him. When she opened them again, she saw herself standing half naked on a plaza in Italy, two people looking at her with flashed faces. Her face went red, as she found herself lying on a great nice bed in an loft in San Francisco. She pushed him away, put her trousers on and stood up from the bed, letting him sit right there.
"That wasn't evil, Fletcher, it was mean. Did you think that would be fun? Teleporting us both while making up for the first time of my life just to show me how evil you can be?"
Fletcher looked embarrassed.
"We ... teleported?", he asked very lightly.
Valkyrie looked at him, finding out that he wasn't joking.
"Said this ain't gonna work!" she said and then they busted into a laugh.
"I didn't want to be rude", Fletcher said.
"I know you love me", she said, "and so do I"
"You love me?"
"Oh boy, I love me. But as well I think I could love you a bit, too, provided you staying crazy evil."
"Think that should be doable." he said.
He touched her ass and kissed her, and as she blinked, they were standing inside her room, her reflection sitting on her desk and reading.
"Could you just walk into there?" she asked, her reflection simply answering her with a nod and vanishing into the mirror.
"I´d really like to get some sleep now", she said to Fletcher trying to look extremely tired.
"Shall I stay and hold you?"
"Please, don't be angry, but..."
"It's ok", he whispered, touching her shoulder and kissing her forehead.
"Good Night", he said, than disappeared.
Valkyries head was buzzing. She throw herself on her bed and fell asleep the moment she hit the mattress.
It was morning as Valkyrie walked down the road. The sun had rose a few minutes ago. It was warm outside and after letting the informations of her reflections yesterday flow inside her buzzing head belated, becoming her own memories, she suddenly felt the desire to go to the beach, to think about some stuff. About all the things she should have thought about. About her mentor. About her maybe boyfriend. About her cousins. About her whole family. About the last four damn years of her magical life. She sat down in the sand and let it rin through her fingers.
The last night had changed her tiny love life Last night they had killed Caelan. Last night she had lost her petting virginity. She didn't regret it, contrary, she was fine with it, was happy it had just happened so unforced, so weirdly spontaneous. It was a completely and unexpectable diversity to her whole entire life.
She wasn't sure with that but she thought she loved Fletcher now, loved him the way she would be able to tell him that she loved him the next time she´d see him.
Then she stood up and walked away to visit Gordon.
A little more than a week before, the beautiful and big house had been filled with people. Now there was nothing left of the Requiem ball. The old house looked like the last six years before. Empty and silent. A place to hang out alone and chill with some books. She walked trough the dancing room, where all the people had lain lifeless for some minutes. She moved with her fingers over the floor, felling little scuffs in the parquet, as she recognized a howling noise, like strong wind. She got up quickly and held her hands up, walking the direction it came from. It was the hidden room where his uncle´s echo stone laid. The sound got permanently louder, and Valkyrie did not want to believe what she saw, as she stepped inside. His uncle laid there on the floor, sleeping with an woman his age, their naked ghost bodies glowing light blue. Her human body sat empty on a chair a few meters next to them.
As they saw her, the woman shrieked, her ghost flying back into her body immediately.
"Stephanie, I ... wait a minute."
Gordon stood up, suddenly dressed.
"Shall I leave?", she asked.
"No, no, jut stay.", the woman said.
"You are an linkless, aren´t you."
The woman nodded.
"One of the last dozen. Five in England, three in India, the others restless. I work for the sanctuary."
"So you two got known each other at the requiem ball, didn't you?"
"How did you..."
"She´s an clever girl, Alastaria. You know that's why she´s an detective."
She smiled at Valkyrie, than set down holding her head.
"What's up?", Valkyrie asked.
"It's your future."
"What?"
"It´s so dark, I, I just cant stand that."
Alastaria screamed, than opened her eyes widely, taking a deep breath, Valkyrie holding her.
"Are you ok?"
"Yes it's over, that happens often. I´m sorry. It´s a spontaneous touch."
"So this dark future thing wasn´t true?"
"Oh, it was."
"Great, now, I will leave."
She walked over to her uncle and bowed out. He said nothing, still over trained by the situation.
As she walked home, Stephanie saw an worksite. She didn't know why, maybe a flying car part of her fight with Skulduggery had hit the ground. A man stood there, repairing the street. He held an shovel in his hand and wore an yellow old helmet. For a moment Valkyrie thought about how she could take him down and press his face onto the hard ground. He wouldn't have a chance. But, damn this just was an simple worker! Her job must have made her paranoid. She lowered her head, watching down onto the perfect new road surface, then heard a swinging noise and got hit by something heavy.
