Hey, guys, this is a story I had in my mind for a while. Basically, with all the affairs that Saracen had, surely one of them would have produced a magical kid. I swear its better than it sounds, I'm just really bad at summaries. Bear in mind when you're reading it that this is my first fanfic so please don't be too judgemental. Anyway, enjoy! Please R&R

The sanctuary spy stayed quietly perched in his tree, and observed the three teenagers below him. They laughed at something the taller girl whispered.

"Oh that's right, they will Rue the day I start Vexing with them," she said confidently, putting extra emphasis on those two words. Pivoting on her heel, she turned to face the spy, grinning up at him and winking. The spy scrambled down the tree as quickly as she could. She had to warn the dead men.

DEAD MEN POV

The dead men were on their annual reunion in the sanctuary, waiting for Skullduggery and Valkyrie to show up so they could go. Everything was normal. Erskine was annoying everyone, Dexter and Saracen were flirting with themselves in the mirror and Anton and Ghastly were having a polite conversation about politics over cards. Suddenly a women burst in, her face red from running. Everyone abruptly stopped what they were doing, and turned to face the breathless woman.

"My dear, are you okay"? Questioned Anton, being the first one to recover his manners.

" dexter, rue, you're in trouble"! The spy burst into tears at the thought that the two handsome men were in danger.

"How, why, I'm too young to die"! Exclaimed Saracen, feeling extremely sorry for himself.

"What about me, I'm too pretty" protested Dexter, even more, sorry for himself, if that was possible.

"Do you remember how the Sanctuary assigned a spy to track and observe the Luxuria

Tercet?" she continued after their nods of recognition of the assignment.

"Well, I followed them and the leader, Melody Cryptic seemed to know I was there, somehow. And just as I was about to leave she turned to me and said, oh that's right, they will Rue the day I start Vexing with them" she couldn't help herself. She burst into a fresh wave of tears here. Erskine, idiotically thinking that this would be the best time to prove he was better at flirting then either Dexter or Saracen, went to the lady and wrapped his arm around her.

"Shhh, its all right," he said seductively, looking up at Saracen and Dexter, winking.

"What on earth are you doing you buffoon"? Said Ghastly in utter bewilderment.

"Uuuummmmmm" stuttered Erskine, racking his brains for a plausible excuse.

"Comforting her," he said, proud of himself for thinking that one up.

His answer was greeted by disbelieving stares.

"Anyway, they were last seen camping out in at an abandoned farm just outside of Haggard," said the lady, now having recovered her composure.

" Rue and I will go, it might be threatening us, or they might have valuable information. Our intel tells us that the Luxuria Tercet has never acted against the sanctuary, and they only murder assassins and villains. We believe not to be hostile so we should be safe enough." stated Dexter, suddenly business-like again.

"Is that okay with everyone"? Queried Anton, ever the fair one.

Everyone raised their hands in consent aside from Erskine, who wanted to go as well and was currently sulking at the unfairness of it all.

"First, I think it would be wise to find all we can about the Luxuria Tercet", said Ghastly, thinking out loud.

"Behold, the only brains here, well aside from me of course," said Fletcher smirking as he teleported into the room. He stopped clowning when he noticed the sombre mood in the room.

"Um, guys what's happening"?

Anton and Ghastly sighed in unison and sent off Dexter and Saracen

(They knew Erskine wouldn't do anything )to find out what they could about the Luxuria Tercet while they filled in Fletcher on the conversation they just had.