Okay everyone I'm really sorry about the last two or three chapters. Just pretend the last two never existed. I'm well aware that they were terrible, but that's mostly because I had no inspiration so that just happened. But suddenly, I was listening to My Chemical Romance when suddenly I had the inspiration to write again!

So here is the next chapter. Please leave reviews for any ideas for the plot because I'm almost out of non-Caelen related ideas. And I don't want to bring Caelen back so... yeah. Also leave reviews for writing tips and so on. Or just if you enjoy the story and stuff.

Thanks for to the people who stuck by me through this story, this chapters for you.

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Month 9 (I think...)

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Valkyrie rested her head against his shoulder. His arms weren't strong but they were comforting. Despite breeze she wasn't shove get anymore because he had draped his jacket around her. Her hands twisted his head gently towards her, she looked deep into his eyes before fixing him with a passionate kiss. He kissed her back and she relished in his love. His fingers tangled in her hair as her thumb brushed against his cheek.

Finally they broke off. Valkyrie rested her head on his chest and he pulled her closer as he planted a kiss on her head. She smiled. She couldn't want anymore than this. This was it. This was love.

Suddenly there was a pang in her chest. But what about him? Her eyes widened. What about Skulduggery Pleasant? She missed him, obviously. But she couldn't let that stop this from happening, stop this moment.

You've given up, haven't you? Your just like everyone else, aren't you? Hopeless, useless... Your like those niave mortals, living their lives unaware of the constant threat that looms over them.

No... I'm not... She thought back. Not even realising how stupid it was to have an argument with her elf.

No, your not like them. How stupid am I to think that?! He wouldn't have saved you if you were, he wouldn't have picked you... He wouldn't have fallen in love with you...

She froze. Her heart skipped a beat. Before it restarted and drummed back into the rhythm. Your lying... She argued back, of course he hasn't fallen in love with me... Although she was already loosing faith in her words before they even left her mouth.

Suddenly she zoned out. Her vision swarming, it was as if a swarm of wasps had surrounded her, flooding her, stinging her, clouding her vision. She could see a dark room, lit only on one side by a light so bright she didn't know what was beyond it. She turned away from the light, her heart thumped in her ears as she turned towards the was a figure, she could barley make them out from the shadows because they wore all black from head to toe. Even their hair was dark and it hung over their eyes like a pair curtains, that were always shut to keep away pedestrians. Well, they say that the eyes are the windows to the soul.

They took a step forwards, through their hair she could see a smirk on their lips. Their head was drooped but now it was slowly lifting. She couldn't see their eyes but Valkyrie knew their eyes were locked.

Then the curtains were lifted.

Valkyrie gasped. She staggered back. It was like looking into a mirror, no, but not like the reflection, this wasn't a copy, it wasn't an imitation, it wasn't even a perfect copy. It was her. It was her. It was Valkyrie Cain... No... There was something off. There was something wrong. Something had snapped inside of them. Plus they were taller, and now that she looked closer they were a few years older. It wasn't like looking into a mirror, it was like looking into the future...

"Who are... You?" Valkyrie asked, eyes wide, terror seeping into her voice.

They laughed. The noise ricoceting off the walls, then echoing around the chasm, making her eyes dart around the room as the laugh grew more and more insane, more demented and troubled, louder and deeper until it made her fall to the floor and cover her ears. She dropped to her knees. The sound making the floor vibrate.

A shadow towered over her as they hunkered down. Their shadow was too big, and powerful for someone of their build, as strong as they were, this looked like the shadow of Mr Bliss, just ten times bigger. This shadow could squash Mr Bliss with their pinky finger.

Valkyrie dared to look up and was greeted with their impassive face. It sent shivers down her spine. "I'm you!" Their voice boomed around the void.

"W-what...?"

The Other-Valkyrie stood up and stared down at her like she was scum on the bottom of her shoe. "You heard me, didn't you? Or did I not say it loud enough?" Valkyrie said nothing, she just stared. Other-Valkyrie sighed and shrugged, then waved it away with a dismissive hand as if her question was simply an annoying bug. No, as if she was just an annoying bug. "Never mind... Never mind..."

"What am I doing here? Where am I?" Valkyrie demanded as boldly as she could muster.

"This, Valkyrie, is my head- Well, your head... But mine too." Valkyrie tilted her head at Other-Valkyrie. "You see we're the same me and you. Well, not really. Your kinda weak and annoying, whereas I am... I'm pretty damn good."

"You never answered my question." Valkyrie replied as she stumbled to her feet.

"Oh! That, I thought that would be obvious." Other-Valkyrie grinned, "It was to me at least..." She stepped closer. "You're here to finish our conversation." Her voice was suddenly menacing. "I thought you weren't paying enough attention so I brought you here."

"What conversation? What..." Valkyrie gasped when realisation settled in.

"Do you understand now? Are you OK?" Other-Valkyrie asked, devoid of any sympathy, care, worry or emotion. She nodded. "Ah! Finally..." Valkyrie tilted her head, an action that made a mocking smile split across Other-Valkyrie's features. "You're a lot like him y'know. A lot like Skulduggery. More than you can admit it actually... Maybe that's why he picked you? Because you're the same..."

"He didn't pick me... We're just friends. We're..." Valkyrie's voice snapped when she saw Other-Valkyrie's smirk.

"Don't tell me you haven't seen the signs..." Other-Valkyrie chuckled. "That's laughable... It's hilarious actually. Even I noticed, I would've thought you, of all people would've been the first."

Valkyrie shook her head. "What... What are you talking about? What... What..." Suddenly an image flashed before her vision and she lost her footing as she stumbled backwards. He feet tangled with each other and the world spun. The image grew more vivid, then she realised, it wasn't an image, it was a memory, it was a memory and her thoughts, her exact thoughts.

Skulduggery filled her vision, her own voice boomed in her ears. "I. Love. Him... But he could never love me." Her eyes widened. It was true, it was all true. Then that means, Fletcher was just a distraction. He was just- It all made sense now, the first time Fletcher had kissed her on the cheek. It was to distract her. She'd been feeling down and... He'd...

A tainted version of her own voice snapped her train of thought. Other-Valkyrie was grinning maliciously. "Of course it's would I lie to you? As I said, you and I are the same... Except I like to go by a different name. I go by Darquesse."

"Valkyrie? Valkyrie?" Fletcher's voice called and she felt herself being shunted back into reality.

Darquesse...

"Well, bye for now. Valkyrie. I hope we meet again, and when we do. You'll be the one lurking in the shadows in the back of my head."

Then Darquesse turned away and was enveloped by the shadows, but before she was engulfed, without looking back she waved a goodbye. Then she was back on the pier at Haggard, in Fletcher's arms. Living in a nightmare disguised as her sweetest dream.

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Thanks for reading. Just saying, I got the whole conversation with yourself in your head idea from an anime called Kuroko no Basuke. Hope you enjoyed, please review to tell me your thoughts so far.