Here I am, writing another chapter for this, in my "I heart NZ" top I got sent over for my birthday from my aunt, for once it wasn't 2 weeks early or late :p

still can't wait to get back into London to the new Zealand shop to get some Raro XD and eating the closest I can get to hokey pokey Ice cream here in England.... honeycomb... but is happy that I don't have to eat the disgusting stuff us English people call marmite, I have the real stuff from NZ.

I am also eating some nerds that my mate got me from America, and wishes I can get more of them too, also am wondering whether I will be here when my friend gets back from Aussie, and is jealous of all the people getting to go to new York with school!!

Gah, I need to get out more. Haha.

You didn't need to know any of that, but I thought I would tell you :p

well, here is a chapter with a song requested by LythiaHarpen, I have sat here re listening to this song to try and get the best idea I can, and will now end up singing this song in my sleep :p great XD haha. Anyways, enjoy? Haha! Xx

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Zero – Smashing Pumpkins

Skulduggery unlocked the door to his small house on cemetery drive. He walked in, only one thing on his mind. Valkyrie. He had been out with her on another 'mission' as she liked to call them, and she had been close to death, she was ok now, back at kenspeckles.

He hadn't been in here for over a month now, there was dust everywhere. He had been staying at Gordon's in the spare room, making sure she was safe. There was a mirror on the wall in the hallway; Valkyrie when she was fourteen insisted he had one in the house.

It was dusty, Skulduggery swiped a gloved hand across it, clearing part of the glass. He looked at himself, at his skull and hat, at how you couldn't see anything he expressed from his face.

My reflection, dirty mirror
there's no connection to myself


Valkyries POV

He put swiped his gloved hand across the dusty old mirror. The one she made him get, he shook his head gently as if telling himself off internally for something. Then he sighed a wistful sigh. He wanted something he couldn't have. His face moved from the mirror as he stalked down further into his small home. Shoulders slumped and looking depressed and hopeless. She wanted to reach out, comfort him, she put her hand out and yelled for him. "Skulduggery!"

But her hand hit cold glass. She was on the inside of the mirror, she could see him and she could hear him. But her could neither hear nor see her. She was trapped and unable to get to him, she tried banging on the glass to break it, something to get her to him. The one she loved. There was a crack then-

Valkyrie sprung up in her bed, breathing heavily and tears rolling gently down her face. It was a dream, just a dream. But it felt so real. As if part of that had really been happening. Only then did she notice her surroundings, she was in a bright white room. Kenspeckle ran into the room then, "Valkyrie, are you ok? You woke with a start!" she looked blankly at the professor and nodded mutley. "Bad dream" she managed to whisper.

"Ah. You get them alot?" he asked sympetheticaly, she shook her head.

"Not like that. It wasn't violent or gory.. just I guess you would say heartbreaking. Don't worry about it Kenspeckle, I'll go back to sleep, sorry to bother you."

"No bother dear. Just get back to sleep." He said as he walked out of the room.

Valkyrie sighed as she collapsed back onto the bed, and closed her eyes.

She loved him.

Skulduggery's POV

She's the one for me
she's all I really need
'Cause she's the one for me

I sat on my old armchair, thinking again about my witty, charming and beautiful partner. She is too young! You will turn out as some type of old man who pervs on little girls! Stop arguing with yourself. I will eventually go mad. I know I love her, but I can't do anything about it !

I never let on, that I was on a sinking ship
I never let on that I was down

I always get those quick glances of her, and I can't help but smile when she smiles. But lately she has been in danger, and all her humour and light heartedness is gone. I am getting more depressed every time I am near her because I love her and I want to help her, but I can't help her without telling her I love her! And I can't do that.

You blame yourself, for what you can't ignore
you blame yourself for wanting more

I can't help but say to myself it's my entire fault she is getting hurt in the first place. I brought her into all this. But she wanted too; it was as much as her choice as it was yours.

That doesn't matter; I could have stopped her getting into all of this, kept her out of danger.

No you couldn't and you can't now either, you want her too much, you need her.

I do need her. I realise that now, I love her.

She's the one for me
She's all I really need
She's the one for me
She's my one and only

Thankyouu for reading haha, I am taking requests, and would love some haha, and reviews, I love them too :p

love youuuuu all hahaaa

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