Lord Shovile
"Just tell me one thing, why a shovel?"
Kenny, who had just stepped into the dark room made a grimace.
"I capture you and all you think about is my weapon?"
"Your shovel."
"Fine, so first I'm gonna tell you why I chose a shovel as weapon."
"Just start."
"If you would be so nice and shut up!"
"No need to get rude."
"So, the shovel. You do know me, don´t you?"
"Think I´ve seen you before but cannot really remember. Did I punch your face once?"
"What? No!"
"Oh, then not."
"Good, 'cause that is the whole point. I am a nobody. Nobody knows me, except your skeleton friend. I am no magician, I am a mortal. An ignorant little human, nobody of you cares for. But now, I have power. And I got it by pure wanting. It all started years ago."
"Oh yes, he's gonna tell me a story."
"Be quiet. I came to magic by chance. I always believed that there was magic, since I was a little mortal boy. I always believed that there was a world around me, I didn't know. So I just got the clues and found out everything on my own. Speaking to nice old clairvoyants, to an man that had been punched by a girl and his mirror clone. And then there was this one crucial night, a week ago. I saw you both fighting that vampire guy, killing him in the salt water, then teleporting away. I got it on my camcorder, you know. Went home, watched it eight times this evening. From that point I was incurably ill. I needed information, that no single one would give to me by his own free will. So I made the decision I had to. I had to become a little criminal. I stalked you. Found out where Skulduggery lives. Oh dear, getting into his house was so easy, I wondered why no swinging blade killed me before walking a step inside. But nothing. His symbols are for sorcerers, Valkyrie. I just got in there and found what I wanted. I had found this wonderful black piece of metal, including all this bare black energy. I went to a smith, a very old smith, to get this junk ball the form of a shovel."
"Hey, we are at the shovel again!"
"It showed me what I can do with it, with the black power, and the shadows infected my mind. They gave me all the information it had always had and I got a two days buzzing headache. You know, Kenny would never have hit you, but me, the new Kenny, is willing to pay that little price."
"What is so hard about just telling me why you didn't made an axe!"
Kenny's face showed him getting angry. Shadows went out of the little steampunky thing at the bottom half and the top of the shovel shifted into an axes blade.
"I can still make it become one. All you sorcerers and warriors and psychopaths and people got awesome medieval weapon like bows or swords or guns, abnormal stuff like that, but thats because your special. I'm a mortal, so I decided to make it look like a shovel. As a nice effect by the side it's not so very striking like an axe. You cant walk through the city with an axe."
"Oh", Valkyrie said, "I have already done that in that Troll case last year."