Hello FanFiction! Gosh it has been a while. So, basically I want to get back into writing after a busy few years full of A levels and starting university and i decided that the best way to do that was to edit an old story which i never got around to publishing (aside from 2,000 words, we'll ignore that and start again). I present my Nanowrimo entry from 2014 and I hope I gain the inspiration to start working on new material very soon.

I didn't plan on getting lost, especially not in the airport let alone the city I now planned to live in. I wandered down corridors with my suitcase in hand and I came across an open area which consisted of a few shops and people chatting among themselves or looking at the confectionary. I have never been one for confrontation so I decided to approach the smallest group possible. This turned out to be a man in a corner far from everyone else. He wore a dark blue pinstriped suit on his head sat a stylish fedora. He was talking on his mobile phone and as I got closer I couldn't help but notice how handsome he was. He had hair so dark it was almost black and brilliant green eyes.

"She's just taken off now. I know I'll miss her too" the man's voice was like velvet, soothing almost magical. He finished on the phone and slipped it into the pocket of his jacket.

"Excuse me" I walked quickly to catch up with him. "I don't suppose you could help me. I'm so very lost and I don't know how I'm going to find my way around a new city. Could you, perhaps, point me in the direction of a hotel?" The man stopped in his tracks, paused and looked at me. What was he thinking? "Sir?", I broke him away from his train of thought.

"I'd be happy to help", he smiled and held out his hand in a formal gesture, "I'm Skulduggery Pleasant"

What an unusual name, I thought, "I'm Erika. Thank you so much"

"No problem, Erika" he took my suitcase from me and gestured for me to follow him out of the airport.

It isn't wise to get in a car with a stranger but I didn't know anyone here and I needed to get as far away from home as possible. The drive was filled with silence until I decided to start a conversation.

"This is a lovely car you have Mr Pleasant"

"Call me Skulduggery and yes the Bentley is a beauty" he replied keeping his eyes on the road and silence fell again.

"So Skulduggery what were you doing at the airport? You didn't have any luggage."

His face stiffened, "I was saying goodbye to a friend. A good friend"

Silence again so I tried to get a grip of my surroundings but all I could see was darkness. Instead I focused on Skulduggery. The odd thing I noticed was that his skin appeared almost waxy. A loud pop brought me out of my thoughts and I heard Skulduggery curse under his breath.

"What was that and why are we stopping?" I asked.

"A tyre has popped. There must have been something sharp on the road", Skulduggery slipped out of the car and shut the driver's door behind him. After moments alone I decided to get out and join him.

"Can you fix it?" I asked hugging myself for warmth.

"Maybe if I had a new tyre but I don't and the nearest garage is miles from here" he frowned and his hand to his face.

"Maybe I can help" I spoke cautiously. After all I was about to show him the very reason why I was pushed away from home.

"How do you plan on helping?"

"I need some paper and a pen or pencil"

"There's some in the car ", he was clearly confused but all would be clear soon. I stepped round the other side of the car, opened the door and found what I was looking for as well as a torch.

"Hold this" I gave him the torch and I began to sketch one of the car tyres.

"Erika, I know that you want to help but I really don't see how this will. I'll call one my associates."

"Almost done", I added the finishing touches and showed him the final piece.

"Um, that's very good but maybe I should call someone"

"Wait", I placed the note pad on the floor in front of me and held my arms out vertically from my body. It'll be ok, I told myself, stay calm. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the warmth that I could feel growing within. It travelled to my hands and a familiar tingling spread to the tips of my fingers. I opened my eyes just as a blue stream of energy left my hands and hit the paper below me. It wasn't long before the tyre on the page started to emerge from the page. My drawing started to become 3D and it grew until it reached the size of the other Bentley tyres. I looked at Skulduggery. He seemed surprised but not as surprised as I had expected.

"This is remarkable" he crouched down to examine the tyre, "I've never seen anything like this before." He picked up the tyre and compared it with one of the tyres attached to the car. "It's the same" he smiled at me "pass me the jack in the boot of the car so I can change the tyre and then we can get going." I smiled and walked around to the back of the car. For so long I've waited for someone to appreciate my ability and finally that day as come. I grab the jack, let out a sigh of relief and close the boot of the car.

It wasn't long before we were back on the road and in the warmth of the Bentley.

"How far is it to the hotel?" I ask Skulduggery.

"That's not where were going"

"Then where are we going?"

"We're going to my house. I think it's best if you stay with me a while I haven't met anyone like you before. "

I panicked. Was he going to take me to his house and experiment on me?

"Don't be scared. It can be daunting when you think you're the only one with magical abilities"

"Magic? What I can do is magic?"

"Yes and from what I can gather you don't know an awful lot about magic or the magical community."

"You know other people like me?"

"I know a lot of magical people, sorcerers, and I like them possess magical abilities," he took his eyes from the road to meet mine; "I'm a sorcerer".