Lalalalala new chapter…
I can't wait till I get to write chapter 11. It's going to be so much fun and it's all plot-twisty…
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Misty Fine looked up and watched an unconscious Valkyrie. She watched the IV hooked into her arm pump the medicine in slowly. She watched her chest slowly rise. Misty rose from the chair she was in and examined Valkyrie.
Mr. Bliss noticed her and walked over to the two. "Is she alright?"
"She's still having trouble breathing, but she seems pretty good. Let me ask Kenspeckle," she said and whipped out of the room. Mr. Bliss stepped up to Valkyrie and stared at the gaping hole in her chest. It was pink and tender and there was still dried blood around it. He looked over at her arm with another hole in it. He knew these scars would never disappear from her body.
He paused and listened to her breathing.
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"Is something wrong with her?" Kenspeckle asked gruffly coming into the room. "She looks like she did when I last left her. What's so important?"
"She looks better," Misty replied.
"I suppose," he muttered and poked at her skin. "Still pretty damn cold, though. Can you bring me some bandages and tape, Misty?"
She nodded and headed to some cabinets from across the room. Suddenly, a thought occurred to Mr. Bliss.
"Has anyone told Skulduggery yet?" he asked hesitantly.
Kenspeckle grunted. "I thought you had, Mr. Bliss," he replied and began bandaged Valkyrie's chest wound with the supplies. Misty shook her head no. "Damn," he muttered and swiftly ran from the room. He yanked out his cell phone and dialed the number.
Skulduggery answered on the last ring. "Yes Bliss?" He sounded tired and sad.
"I found Valkyrie," he said.
Skulduggery sighed in relief. "You did?"
"Yes, a few hours ago. I forgot to call. She was so close to death when I did get to her."
"Well is she alright now?" he growled.
Bliss nodded. "She's alive, but her breathing is off."
"Is she awake?"
"No-"
"-Yes," Kenspeckle's voice interrupted him. "She's awake now."
"Professor Grouse says she is now," Bliss replied.
Another sigh of relief. "I'll be there soon," he said and hung up quickly. Mr. Bliss chuckled and turned and followed the professor back into the lab room. Misty was standing by Valkyrie's bedside, administering some more medicine.
"Valkyrie," Kenspeckle said slightly worriedly, "do you know who I am?"
"Santa?" she replied sarcastically, but happily. "I'm not dead, Kenspeckle."
"You did die though."
"I'm indestructible, though," she smiled and turned to Bliss. "You found me, right?"
He nodded slowly.
She grinned. "Thank you, Bliss," she said and winced as Misty poked at her arm.
"Well I was the one who lost you, so I took it upon myself to find you. And plus, anyone would go looking for someone in the 30 degree weather."
"Well," Valkyrie growled, "Sanguine attacked me. He stole the testing supplies I had, then lured me out to the forest." She paused and touched at her neck.
"Where's my necklace?"
"What necklace?"
"My necklace! For my necromancy…" She groaned and rubbed her head. "Shit, shit, shit," she muttered and sank back into the pillows. "Wreath and Skulduggery are going to kill me."
Kenspeckle rolled his eyes and turned away to a cabinet. He turned back and was holding a bottle of clear liquid. He passed it Misty, who removed the bandages on Valkyrie's chest and dabbed the liquid on the wound. It smelled of alcohol and made Valkyrie gag.
"Let that sit there and try not to move too much," Misty instructed her. Valkyrie nodded and stared up at the ceiling. She tried to ignore the doors leading the main lab being thrown open. She automatically knew who it was anyway. The doors leading into the lab she was in burst open, and Valkyrie mentally counted three people. She felt a thin hand grasp hers.
"Are you alright?" Skulduggery asked worriedly.
"Misty told me not to move. But I'm feeling pretty good," she replied and glanced to her side. Skulduggery was taking off his sunglasses and hat and had placed them on the bed.
"I was so worried," he muttered and clutched her hand tighter. "Don't do that again."
"Hey it wasn't my fault!" she joked. "I wasn't the one who attacked me. Blame Sanguine."
"If I ever see him again…I'll kill him."
"Can I do that, though? I'm rather pissed off at him now."
Skulduggery chuckled and nodded. "Sure," he whispered and rubbed his bony thumb on Valkyrie's hand. Valkyrie could hear the two other people exit the room, but she had a feeling someone else was watching them.
"Who else is in here?" she asked hesitantly. Valkyrie felt a tap on her shoulder and glanced to her side. A dark figure was standing like a statue beside her.
"Maya," Valkyrie grinned. Maya let her hood down and glanced at Valkyrie. She looked alright. She wanted to ask her what happened, but couldn't. Not then. Maybe not ever.
"Maya," Misty called from the lab, "could you come here for a moment?" Maya nodded once and glided from the room, her cloak billowing behind her.
"Maya's strange," Skulduggery muttered. "Something is definitely wrong with her."
"What was your first clue?" Valkyrie teased. "Of course something is wrong. But you're a skeleton, so I don't lose any sleep over it."
Skulduggery tilted his head. "I can't believe I missed your annoying sass backs," he murmured and rubbed her hand more. "Thank God Bliss found you."
Valkyrie smiled shyly. Suddenly, a thought occurred to her. "Oh!" she shouted. "Skulduggery, do you like apples or bananas?"
He paused and looked taken aback. "I guess I like apples more…"
"Favorite color?" Valkyrie asked quickly.
"Royal purple," he replied. He leaned in closer. "Are you okay?"
"I just remembered I was thinking about how I never knew the answers when I was dying. So I wanted to ask you them before I die again."
"Ah," he muttered and chuckled. "Valkyrie, you're strange."
She grinned. "I'm aware." She glanced down at their hands. "Um," she whispered, "there was actually another question I wanted to ask…"
"Yes?" He seemed incredibly eager for her to ask it.
"Do…do…do you like me?" She immediately turned away, afraid of his answer. She felt his hands leave her, but felt them reach to her face and pull to back to face him.
"In an attempt to sound extra rehearsed," he said, "I've loved you for so long. I began to question if it made sense. Ever since that night when your parents moved, and you stayed at your old house, I knew that I wanted to be with you for forever in case something like that ever happened."
Valkyrie blinked. "Wow," she muttered, "that did sound rehearsed." She shrugged and smiled. "But it's nice to hear that."
"Anytime," he breathed and leaned in carefully. He caressed her cheek and kissed her lips softly. Suddenly, someone tapped Valkyrie's foot. She shrieked and pushed Skulduggery away. They looked up at Maya, who was glancing between the two. She pointed at Skulduggery, and then pointed at the lab doors. He nodded, and caressed Valkyrie's hand again.
He left the room quickly, leaving Maya and Valkyrie alone.
Valkyrie shifted around, trying to think about what to say. "I don't think you'd tell anyone about that. But if you decide to talk, please don't say anything," she said hopefully.
Maya took a deep breath and scratched at her arm. She knew that it would be now or never.
She took another breath. "Of course I won't," she whispered.
Valkyrie smiled. "Good." She winced at her aching arm, but suddenly whipped around to stare at Maya. Her mouth was hanging open in shock. "D-Did you just speak?" she shrieked.
Maya nodded, then stopped. "I did," she said, louder and more confident this time.
"I thought you had something wrong with your voice!" Valkyrie continued to shriek. "I thought something was horribly wrong!"
Maya shrugged. "No, there's nothing wrong with my voice. Not that I can tell."
Valkyrie shook her head in astonishment. "Wow," she whispered and suddenly smiled. "Well, I'm sure everyone would like to hear your story."
"No!" Maya shouted. "I refuse to speak to anyone but you," she said firmly. "Only in dire situations."
"Oh, okay, sorry then," Valkyrie muttered and smiled. "Take your time."
Maya resisted the urge to smile. She heard footsteps approaching, and quickly put her hood back up. Mr. Bliss and Skulduggery burst through the door. Kenspeckle was grumbled behind them, carrying a clipboard. Misty followed in and went over to the IV machine beside Valkyrie.
"Time to go to sleep," she grinned and pushed a few buttons. Valkyrie instantly felt drowsy, and she drifted off, slipping into sleep.
Warnings: Lots of gore and blood. This next section is hereby rated M. Proceed with gross caution.
"You're absolutely sure?" Nina Minx growled to Sanguine.
He nodded. "I pretty much watched her die," he grinned. "It was a good feeling."
"You 'pretty much?'" she growled louder this time. "What does that mean?"
"Well," he stepped back, and he accidentally stepped into the puddle of blood, "I stabbed her and laid her down, and I had to go to talk to that weirdo detective guy. I didn't get to see her actually die, ma'am, but I'm positive she did die."
Nina Minx hissed something, then bent down and picked up the body of a young man, in his early thirties.
"Help me," she said and climbed up onto a stool. "Hand me four nails," she commanded him. Sanguine nodded and reached into his coat pocket, revealing four rusty nails. He handed them to Nina Minx. "Get another stool and hold him while I do the legs."
The Texan nodded and fetched the remaining wooden stool. He stood on top of it and held onto the shoulders of the man. He watched with delight as Nina Minx hammered the nails into the man's legs with her bare hand. The rusty nails pierced his jeans and went through his calf. Blood seeped out through the hole in his leg and stained his jeans. She repeated the process on the other leg. She hopped from the stool to admire her handiwork.
She motioned for Sanguine to move. He did so, and he handed six nails up to Nina Minx. She hammered three nails into his chest; making the yellow shirt he wore stain with blood. Two nails went into his empty eye sockets, as they had removed his eyes earlier. Blood poured down onto the rotten floor boards of the Victorian house.
"Razor," she held out her hand, and Sanguine placed his precious straight-razor into her palm. She watched the blood fly up and she licked her lips in anticipation. In one easy, quick, fast swipe, she had sliced the man's neck open. Blood oozed in a downpour and it splattered both of their clothes and bodies. She reached up to his cheeks and made an X formation on each side. She went to his forehead and made a cross.
"May God protect you," she laughed manically and stepped down. She tossed the razor to Sanguine from behind and walked through the cascade of blood.
"Alright, let's go tip off Mr. Sharp," she grinned and waltzed through the front door, her clothes spattered with blood. She took a wary glance back at the dead man hanging from the ceiling, and grinned.
So yeah. Too heavy? I tried to not make it bad. Yeah, this chapter was exceedingly boring, BUT we have a talking Maya know, which is cool. And we have a love-struck Skulduggery and an alive Valkyrie :D
Kay, thanks for reading and sorry for mistakes! :)