AU- LSoDM never happened, the remnant left Tanith, etc.
2.
Valkyrie waved as Skulduggery drove away in his Bentley. She was staying over at Tanith's place in London for the weekend. Valkyrie set her black duffel bag down, and knocked on 221c. Tanith flung the door open.
"Valkyrie! Come on in!"
Valkyrie grinned, and followed Tanith up the stairs to her flat.
"So, what're we gonna do?"
"Let's go grab lunch first. Speedy's Cafe is right next door, and they serve some really nice sandwiches."
Valkyrie nodded, and set her bag down on the sofa.
The two women headed over to the cafe, exchanging stories.
"You wouldn't believe what he gave me for my birthday!"
"Bet it was better than what Skul got me."
"Why? What'd he give you?"
"The idiot got me a bloody skull necklace. A skull necklace! With SPARKLES on it!"
"And yet you're wearing it."
Valkyrie's cheeks turned a shade redder than usual. Before Tanith could interrogate her any further, they entered the cafe. The two friends walked towards a booth in the corner. As they began to sit down, they bumped into two men.
The shorter of the two spilled his tea all over Valkyrie's jacket. He grabbed a bunch of napkins from the table and handed them to her. Valkyrie began to wipe the scalding liquid off of her jacket.
"God, I'm so sorry. Are you alright?"
Valkyrie glanced up from where she was sitting to look at the man she had bumped into.
"Oh, yeah. I'm fine, it's just a bit of tea."
John stared for a second at the lady sitting on the booth near him. She was tall and slim with long black hair. She felt oddly familiar...
"Have I seen you before?"
Valkyrie narrowed her eyes. She had a fleeting memory of Skulduggery and her driving away from a flat and a skull...
"You're the man who was living with that detective guy! Skulduggery and I met you when we were breaking into your flat."
"Oh! Um. Yes. Sherlock, remember that skeleton and his partner? Well, she's right here."
Valkyrie smiled, and stuck her hand out.
Sherlock ignored her hand, and immediately started deducing.
"Approximately 21, don't go to college, and have a secret. You haven't slept much for the last few days, drank a lot of coffee this morning, and are staying over with your friend for the weekend. You have a very close friend, not your boyfriend but are interested in him. You're quite capable of protecting yourself, and do on a daily basis. I'm guessing that you're a detective if some sort."
Valkyrie raised an eyebrow.
"So?"
Sherlock tilted his head in a very similar manner as Skulduggery.
"So? How'd ya do it?"
Sherlock nodded.
"You obviously don't go to college, as finals are approaching and if you were a college student you wouldn't have the luxury of spending time to go out for lunch instead of studying. You have bags under your eyes, and though you're used to staying up late at night, you've been drinking lots of coffee to keep from dozing off. You have a couple of Starbucks napkins in your pocket, and even from here I can smell the slight scent of coffee beans. I saw you with an overnight bag earlier. You spoke of a friend earlier, something to do with a skull necklace. You aren't dating him, as a boyfriend would get his girlfriend something nice, but wear the necklace anyways because you still appreciate it. You blushed when your friend indicated that there may be something going on between you two. Your jacket is obviously made of some type of protective material. I'm guessing that you are accustomed to pain, because some of the scalding tea spilled onto your hand and you're getting a burn but you haven't noticed yet. You hold yourself alert, as if something might happen at any second, so you obviously are put into dangerous situations on a daily basis. As you were accompanying Mr. Pleasant on his last... nighttime excursion, I am assuming that you are his partner. And as Skulduggery is a skeleton, you obviously have a rather large secret."
Valkyrie looked at him with approval for a moment, before her phone rang. She glanced at her touchscreen, then got up from the booth she was sitting at. Her expression quickly became focused and hard.
"Tanith, it's Gordon's. Could you drive me there?"
The blonde woman sighed, and slid off of her seat.
"So much for lunch."
As the two girls turned to leave, John called after them.
"Wait! I don't know your name!"
Valkyrie turned for a split second, and winked cheekily.
"Ask your detective friend over there. I have a feeling that we'll meet again very soon, John Watson."
John could only stare as the tall woman left the small cafe. He turned to Sherlock for an explanation, but all that the consultant detective said was,
"I believe that Ms. Valkyrie Cain is correct."
John furrowed his eyebrows, when Sherlock got a text.
Gordon Edgley's Mansion.
There's been a murder.
Hurry.
DI Lestrade
Sherlock grinned broadly, and pulled his unwilling companion out into the grey London weather.
"Come on, something interesting is finally going on!"
I know, I know. It didn't make sense.
Sorry about Sherlock's OOCness-I can't deduct stuff for the life of me.
Yes, I will try to expand on this chapter.
-ravenwings52