Story of a Survivor
A/N
I am so sorry that I haven't updated, but I am writing so many stories at the moment that I have had to put half of them on hold!
So, here are the stories that I shall be continuing/publishing at the moment:
Darquesse: Awakened
The Pleasant Academy of Sorcery for Young Magic-Practitioners
Love, Cain and Bones are in the air!
Bob the attack hippy chronicles
Funny House of Anubis drabbles with Chamber-pots and Attack Hippies
Willow Jinx: Chosen One?
The Black Murder (already on Amber Cut-Throat's profile, feel free to check it out!)
Wow!
Seven stories.
Wow!
As you can see, that is rather a lot, so I won't be able to update very often. But luckily, I managed to squeeze this chappie in for you, you lucky little things!
Spiderman never fails, slush puppies with extra ice and stinging nettles ~ Lucilia Venom, the organic cooking sauce lover/Marshmallow God worshipper
The girl slowly opened her eyes, sweeping the room with ocean-blue pupils. She was strapped to a table. Oh no. He must have come for her, like he said he would all those years ago (6 years ago in fact, but she was only twelve so it felt like a very long time ago). Her chest tightened, and her airways burnt, and she struggled and thrashed and screamed against her bonds. Panic made her mind foggy, she couldn't breathe properly, couldn't think straight, all she knew was she had to escape. Then a long, loping figure in a laboratory coat limped over to her, and injected some fluid into her arm. Her vision began to cloud, but she had to stay awake... she...she must. But slowly she felt herself drifting off to sleep, and she didn't know why she had struggled in the first place, it was peaceful and she didn't have to worry, because she knew Mevolent wouldn't harm her.
She knew her dad would never hurt her.
"Who is she?" Ghastly inquired.
"I don't know... just let me find... ah, here it is," Skulduggery replied, pulling a rather large file out of the cabinet. He flicked it open and sat down at the sturdy wooden table where the rebel leaders had meetings. Ghastly sat to his left, Erskine to his right, and Tanith Low, newly remnant-free, filled China Sorrows' old seat in between Ghastly and Erskine. The table was rounded, and Tanith scooted her chair along a bit so she could hold Ghastlys hand.
Skulduggery Pleasant cleared his non-existent throat and began.
"Name: Lucilia Venom
Discipline: Elemental Elite
Age: Unknown.
Other: Rouge half-vampire, experimented on in the war, Mevolents daughter." Skulduggery finished, and everyone around the table gasped for different reasons.
"Lucilia Venom? I knew her when we were fighting in the war! She was on our side!" Erskine exclaimed.
"An elemental Elite?" Ghastly questioned. "They're supposed to be extinct!"
"Mevolents daughter?" Tanith yelled in surprise.
Suddenly, the girl behind them, Lucilia Venom it would seem, jerked awake. She was hyperventilating, and she backed away from them into a corner. Erskine walked over and talked to her, while Tanith ran to get a paper bag.
When Tanith came back, Lucilia Venom began to breathe into it quickly, before promptly passing out once more.
"Well," Skulduggery said, "That was... eventful."