Hey everyone! So I thought it would be cool if you guys asked me some weird questions or, you know, if you just so happen to be slightly boring, normal questions about me. The next few entries to my chapters will be answering questions.

Also, I wanted to do that thing where you…you know...fast forward a week or something to annoy people. I'll show you what happened during that time but uhhh…I just so happen to be annoying and I won't do that for a long time. All you need to know, is the person that's killing necromancers and the person that's killing Sanctuary operatives is the same person.

This one is dedicated to the Sandy beach to my beautiful buttocks.

Don't judge me, okay? I couldn't think of anything! Chrystal Fury, the one who's only read 5 books of Skulduggery Pleasant and claims to be a bigger fan than me, this one is for you. I could easily ruin the series even more for you, but I won't. Because I'm feeling generous. I've got a Jedi axis, bitch! Nothing can stop me! MWAHAHAHA.

Okay, my reign of terror is over. Time for mini dedications!

Blufox03: My character for your story, details below.

Name: Dystopia Tempest (obviously)

Sorcerer: Elemental

Age: 19

Personality: Would die for her friends, because they are her only family. Is a bitch. Smart mouth. Hard to open up sometimes. Egoistic, and is basking in the light of her everlasting, glorious, radiant, beauty.

JustAnotherFangirl: Me proud, Me very proud of ya now. Your wish/spoiler of Geoffrey and Karou shall be granted, since you are Karou. Karou is you. You are MADRIGAL OF THE KIRIN!

Mya2015: I think I found it again, then lost it. I'm going to need your character on PM and something else I should lick.

LET US BEGIN!

2 weeks later

Valkyrie was pacing down the Sanctuary's clinic. They didn't know what was going on with Chrystal. She was like a sister to her, since they met. Skulduggery confirmed that they had worked alongside each other in the war against Mevolent. Though Tanith didn't exactly take a liking to her, Chrystal never made an effort for Tanith to like her anyway. And now Chrystal was screaming in agony, twisting around in a hospital bed, and they can't do anything to help her. Something's making her redo her Surge. Whatever she becomes, she won't be an Elemental anymore, Valkyrie just knew it. She wouldn't be the same, having been the only mage to suffer the same agony twice. She could still her the deafening threats she sent to Doctor Synecdoche whenever she tried to help her.

"The traitor, whoever they are, Valkyrie, must be an Adept. Be able to build the rage in a person and expulse it out of them. Whatever hidden hatred, they can find it." Spoke Skulduggery out of nowhere. Valkyrie wasn't talking so he had to break the ice somehow, no matter how frozen it was. She didn't reply so he continued.

"Valkyrie, are you even listening to me? It hurts my ego when you do this to me. Really does. Don't know why I even bother. Maybe it's because I am a kind, generous, loving, caring soul who feels responsible for someone's happiness, usually because it is the result of their presence. Which you're completely ignoring at the moment."

"I'm worried, Skulduggery. I can't do anything about it and it's slowly killing me inside."

He put a finger to stop her. (No, not the middle finger, you dumb pieces of crap. Jerkwad)

"Did you hear that?"

"Hear what?"

"The screaming stopped."

Valkyrie's heartbeat started racing, hopeful that Fury was finally over it, and back to her usual self. But the screams came again. So no luck, whatsoever. Except for that cruel, cruel false hope. She recounted the events, and why Chrystal was like this.

"He has to be somewhere around here, Fury." said Zvetok.

"We don't even know if it's a he, much less still in this Sanctuary."

"My brother said he'd call the Sanctuary, no word since. Don't believe a woman could take my brother down."

Chrystal raised an eyebrow high at Mira.

"Okay, yes, that could happen, at any moment, but I have faith in him."

"You seem to have accepted him quickly. He kept you in the temple for years just because you didn't believe in the Passage."

They were too deep in conversation to realise a figure in black had crept up behind Zvetok. They were expulsing red energy from Mira, and rage had started slowly building up inside her.

"You don't know anything about me or my brother, CHRYSTAL. I'd much rather die or even put in the Passage than know you exist."

"Well, that's pretty deep. That hurt me inside, really did. Deep down inside."(Innuendo count: One)

"Don't act all innocent. All I've been my entire life is, basically, unintentionally Jesus. Then you come along and tell me, tell ME, what to do and how to live my life. Guess what? I don't have to accept the Passage, the fact that you accuse me of being one of those "Passage Freaks" because now I tolerate Solomon?"

Chrystal realised now how serious Mira was. At the moment she was purely rage, but Fury wasn't having any of it.

"That's not what I was saying, Mira. I just don't understand how nice someone has to be to forgive Wreath. Seems you both inherit the trait for insolence and ignorance. Now shut up already and let me do my work, you're distracting and you're annoying, alright?"

Bad. Mistake.

Mira mentally threw the door off it's hinges, then threw Fury across the room into a heap of bookshelves. Zvetok sent a spiral of shadows raging head-first into Chrystal and Fury failed to defend herself, she wasn't about to hurt Wreath's sister, it would ruin all of her plans. So she let herself be thrust around the room, then she looked at Zvetok, holding out two arms, covered with teaming shadows and her face went red.

"Goodbye." Whispered Zvetok and sliced the shadows straight threw Fury, just in time for some Sanctuary agents to come bursting through the doors with Solomon back, just as he said he would. They looked over at Chrystal, frozen on the floor, in an awkward position, face covered with pain.

So…that just happened! Trust me when I say, I didn't even know this was going to happen…it just did. I am so, so, so, sorry, Chrystal. Words cannot describe how confused I am. I'm wondering what will happen to you next, at the moment…MWAHAHAHA. Sorry, insensitive, I know. I am deeply, terribly not sorry for leaving you on a cliffhanger, or making it too short. I promise you I will do that again. Bubbles, I'm sorry for making you a murderer.

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