You have been warned, folks. I'm bad with fight scenes but I will do my best to satisfy the readers! Woo! OH AND I apologise, Shelia's last name is "Diablos".

"Play?" Lord Vile questioned. "No my dear, destroy your puny existence." He smiled politely then summoned the shadows. They swirled around him like a tornado, some departing and then flying t'wards Shelia. Fast as lightning, she would dodge and duck, tutting occasionally.

Suddenly, everything came to a stop. No movement, no sound. Nothing. Silence. They stared at each other intensely, waiting for someone to make a sudden movement. Then it all started again, the storm ragged on.

Shelia threw a spear of past fear, hatred and darkness. The power was unbelievable and hit Lord Vile straight in the chest, forcing the suit and Lord inside to fly back to the wall, making a crater. Skid marks on the floor, a body shape in the wall and a man barely standing in between them. The shadows danced over him in such a menacing way that even the Faceless Ones would stay away.

He grabbed the spear with his left hand, gripping it with force that would snap bones. He yanked it out of his armour, grunting at the slight dent. Lord Vile smirked at her stupid, pathetic attempt at an injury.

Who did she think she was? Lord Vile is undefeatable! Not Darquesse, not Shelia, not Skulduggery! No-one could stop him! Once he was done with this little… bug… he would move on to world domination.

He anchored his feet to the ground and threw the spear back with all his might. How ever she did it was a mystery to everyone but the spear appeared to go slower than ever before. Lord Vile went to throw his soldiers at her, force them to attack but found himself moving at snail's pace. He ran forward, only being able to take one step in a minute.

Shelia simply yawned, yoinked the spear from mid-air as if it was a feather floating by in the summer breeze and stuck it back into him. Her hand was still firmly gripped on it as she twisted it, finding a way inside the armour. He smiled…

Shelia was thrown back by a wall of shadows to the other wall, crashing into it. Dazed and injured, Shelia fell to the floor momentarily. Looking up at him, she growled and ran at him as he did the same.

As soon as they were in range, Shelia threw a punch. Lord Vile ducked just in time and kicked her in the gut. She was forced back a little but dropped to the floor as Lord Vile did a roundhouse kick. Jumping to her feet, still crouching, and swung her left leg around where his feet were, Lord Vile being dragged to the floor by his heavy armour.

"Time to say goodbye, Viley."

He stayed silent. She held a knife, holding the handle in her thumb, first finger and middle finger. She flung it into a crack in his armour by the neck.

"Gah!" He yelled, his eyes becoming dilated. He would have been fine… if she hadn't hit his jugular. The last thing he saw was a blurry figure of a woman standing over him, cackling…

Then all of a sudden, Lord Vile seemed to screech and Shelia seemed to cackle again. His eyes focused and the knife flew back to Shelia Diablos's hand. Time was rewinding itself!

Vile jumped up and landed on the floor, falling upwards as Shelia leg sweeped him. He wasn't in control of his body, neither was Shelia by the look on her face. Skulduggery moved to the wall. She ran backwards, then flew forwards, a spear flying into her hand.

Finally, they were at the part just after Skulduggery knocked Valkyrie into the TARDIS.

In the TARDIS…

Valkyrie whacked the door again, exhausted. She slid down and sat at the bottom, her head in her hands. Valkyrie was having a little girl strop and she was going to enjoy it. Kicking her feet and harassing the floor, she looked up from her tantrum and saw something on the control panel.

A typewriter... and paper…

If her imagination started this, it sure as hell can stop it! However, she didn't know… This wasn't technically her imagination, was it? Standing up, she wandered over to the typewriter. She typed:

Skulduggery kicked Valkyrie into the TARDIS and faced the person before him. "Well, here we go-" Suddenly, Valkyrie kicked down the TARDIS doors but it wasn't Valkyrie… It was Darquesse.

"Now, we can get the real party started!" She stretched her fingers and laughed wildly.

I warned you. I've tried to make a good fight scene but it just isn't my nature! .