Hiya y'all! I love Skulduggery, and here's my tribute to the detective in the suits and hats. DO NOT, UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES, READ THIS UNLESS YOU'VE READ THE DYING OF THE LIGHT. SPOILERS SWEETIE. Anyway, cut a long story short, Ghastly's alive, and so is Kenspeckle. OC's welcome.
Beatrice Holmes
Valkyrie Cain sighed. The trouble began in her first month back in Ireland and Skulduggery had decided to investigate a case for the Scottish Sanctuary. And, just their luck, the Bentley'd broken down in the middle of the deserted highway. Fortunately, it being deserted, Skulduggery was able to use his magic to push the Bentley into the rest lane, unfortunately, it meant that the breakdown service would take about three hours. And then it started to rain, slight at first, then sleeting, then full on bucketing down on the skeleton detective and his partner in solving crime, Valkyrie, who'd yet to properly figure out how to use her powers. Then Skulduggery started humming 'Breakdown' by Jack Johnson, swaying slightly to the music, his powers keeping the rain off his freshly ironed suit. "Oh please just, let me please breakdown, gonna break on down, and i can't stop now." he sang, tapping the rhythm on his knee,
"Skulduggery Pleasant, that is not an appropriate song to be singing right now, because I did not even want to investigate anything for the stupid Scottish Sanctuary, and unlike you, I get wet." Valkyrie exclaimed, running into the Bentley to escape from the rain.
The trouble really began when the hood of the Bentley started smoking, making Valkyrie leap out of the car and into the heavy rain, getting soaked to the skin in bout three and a half seconds flat. "Call. Fletcher. Now."