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Eternal and I were one moment, in the barren, gray, cold, wet wasteland of Ireland, then suddenly in the hot, fresh, warm land of Australia. We were standing in the same group of trees, where Valkyrie had admitted her love to me, then told me to not ruin the moment. I smiled, remembering that day, but my mind was taken somewhere else. We were on a mission.

I followed Eternal down the dirt road, and we walked to the Sydney Opera house. People stared at the amazingnessness of me, and were practically drooling. I smirked, and we kept on trudging down the path. We finally got to a sidewalk, and we followed it, eventually getting to the opera house. Eternal smiled at me, then spoke.

"Stay here, Fletcher, or I'll have to kill you." She left the threat hang open in the air. I nodded solemnly, and sat on a bench, as Eternal ventured inside the opera house…

I let my thoughts wander.

I missed my girlfriend. A lot.

But I was going to save her, and I had until…

Eight o'clock tomorrow.

That came as a surprise. I realized that I hadn't had any sleep yet. I stood from the bench, and walked over to a tree. There was a nice, shady spot that I nestled into. I began to slowly doze off…

I woke up with a start. I was refreshed, ah, the wonders of two hours' of sleep. Sitting dangerously close to me, was a brunette with olive green eyes that were open wide. She was staring into mine. She was wearing jeans and a pink t-shirt. She was wearing a load of bright and girly make up. She had dangle earrings, and high-heels. There was a purse hooked around her hand.

Ew, girly-girls so aren't my type.

I prefer darker girls that aren't afraid to fight, or get their hands a little dirty. Girls that don't have to make themselves pretty. Girls with dark hair. Girls who love black. Hate bats. Know magic. Kick the crap out of bad-guys. Detectives. Girls like…

Valkyrie.

God, I miss her.

"Hello." The girl greeted.

"Hello." I managed, backing away.

"I'm Carlene." The girl spoke with a thick Australian accent. "And you?"

"Fletcher… Renn."

"Well, tell me about yourself, Fletcher Renn."

"Well, I live in a world of magic. I'm a teleporter. I have a girlfriend names Valkyrie Cain who is a necromancer and an elemental, who kicks the hell out of bad guys who try to take over the world on a week-to-week basis, with her mentor, Skulduggery Pleasant who is a skeleton detective. I live in Dublin, Ireland, and am hated by Caelan, a vampire. I came here to get money from a vampire-slayer named Eternal Scene who is inhabited by demons. I have to use the money to get back my girlfriend from a group of werewolves, and possibly any other evil sorcerers who might want to turn her into her ex-ego, Darquesse, who will take over the world, starting with Nye, an it, who is ugly, and kills many people."

Carlene stared at me.

"Handsome AND funny. I wouldn't believe you anyway. Magic doesn't exist."

You'd be surprised, Carlene.

There was suddenly a big explosion from the center of the Sydney Opera House. A girl dressed in black, darted out of the fog, running at me. Carlene screamed in terror, and clung to me. I shoved her off, when Eternal neared.

Carlene's eyes narrowed at the sight of Eternal. I turned to Eternal Scene.

"Eternal, what did you do?" I questioned. She grinned even wider from beneath her hood.

"Well, I was watching someone sing, when I needed to use the loo. I got lost, and passed a big machine that had explosives on it. I passed by it, and accidently happened to set it off. I ran out here. But, now, it's time for New York. Hopefully, I'm on the Australian's execution list. Come, Fletch. Let's get your money to save your girlfriend." She held out her hand.

I took it, but then turned to Carlene, who was silent behind us. Her jaw was dropped.

"Ciao, Carlene. Oh yes, and stop hitting on guys, we hate it when we're dreaming about our kidnapped girlfriends, and how much time we have left, and we wake to a creepy stalker looking at us." I smiled one last time, the took Eternal's shoulder.

I winked at Carlene, and then teleported.

I'd muster that Carlene fainted.

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