Author's Note: This is the story I talked about in Flesh and Blood and it will be a list of 150 things which shall not be done in the sanctuary and elsewhere. This will contain Death Bringer Spoilers so if you haven't read the book yet then read it and come back. Anyway did anyone else watch Season 2 of Sherlock? It was really good but they had to end it there. It sucks how to have to wait a whole year for three episodes. Back to the story.
Disclaimer: I am not Derek Landy, I do not own the Skulduggery Pleasant series, any characters or locations from the series or anything else from the series.
Chapter 1:
"I'm bored," I said for the 50th time that day.
"Then do something," Replied her skeletal partner lifting his head up from the newspaper he was reading.
They were sitting down at his house. Why? Because there was nothing to do. It was like the criminals were all on holiday.
"Do what," I asked.
"Go write a list," He said chucking a notepad and a pen at me.
"About what," I asked.
"Figure it out yourself," He replied.
I thought for a while and then I had an idea. I quickly wrote it down and started the list.
"What are you doing," A voice said from behind me. I turned around to see Skulduggery leaning over my chair trying to read what I was writing. I passed the notepad to him and he read it aloud.
"150 things I will not do in the sanctuary." He read, "Making a list about rules eh. I thought you preferred to break rules.
"I do," I replied, "we write down a rule and then we break it,"
He was silent for a second as if processing what I just said, then suddenly he straightened up.
"What the hell are we waiting here for, let's go to the sanctuary.
Author's Note: And there you have it, Chapter 1. Tell me if you want me to continue by reviewing. Otherwise *aims rifle*.