yeah i wrote this at like three am, and i dont think its any good, but hpefully the next one will be... if you read and reveiw, that would be a lovely little present right there :)
"CHINA" he shouted through the door. He'd been hammering it so hard that Tanith thought it might come off of the hinges.
"what is it Mr. Pleasant?" china said once pulling the door open so fast, skulduggery had carried on knocking on the air for a few seconds after. Her voice was calm and collected when she spoke, but Tanith could tell by the flicker of her lips that she was trying hard to keep it together "what is it that is so important, that you have to come and break my door down at 1 o'clock in the morning, on my night off?"
"Valkyrie's been taken" there was just a flicker of shock across Chinas emotionless face, it was fleeting, but it was there. "And I need to know if you have heard anything about activity in graves head?"
"When was she taken? By who?"
"About an hour ago, and by Billy-ray sanguine, I believe he is working with Macabre"
"Oh" china seemed slightly sympathetic at the point. Slightly. "There was a small but noticeable amount; I have heard that there were three black sedans pulling into the town recently."
China barely had time to finish before skulduggery whipped round "Fletcher, do you know where that is? Please tell me you've been?" Fletcher just looked at him and then softly "no, I haven't. Skulduggery, how far away is it? How far away is she?" Fletcher's voice was becoming more strained.
China spoke up "Graves head is eight hours from here" Fletcher just stared, a distraught look on his face.
"Right, well then, erm... we should set off. You three take the van and I'll take the Bentley" skulduggery spoke quietly, no body moved.
"Skul..." ghastly tried.
"We have to leave now, before it's too late!" his voice rising in anger. He turned and walked quickly from the room as the other three trailed behind him. This, Fletcher thought, is going to be the longest eight hours of my life.
They had been in the van for four and a half hours when Fletcher finally spoke up, "is she going to be okay?" he said quietly. "I don't know what I'll do if she isn't"
Tanith just nodded he head but remained silent, Ghastly spoke up in a quiet attempt at a soothing tone "valkyrie is strong. She'll be fine. We'll save her"
Fletcher nodded from the back and Tanith placed her hand on Ghastly's and gave him a small smile. The van sped up slightly.
It was another hour before anyone spoke again, "What's Graves head?" Fletcher asked.
"It's a small abandoned town, which was built around a lake. It used to have a magical population before the war but it was the site of one of Lord Viles major attacks. It was horrific, truly horrific. Hundreds dead, more wounded. All the victims were buried on the opposite side of the lake to the town, just rows and rows of graves, hence the name graves head. Since then the mortals passed down the legend that the town was cursed, mages simply don't return out of a sign of respect, or so they don't have to relive through the horrors that the land was shown."
"Oh" there was silence for the rest of the journey as they pushed the van as fast as it would go, to try and save her.