Okay, soooo… another chapter of The Reflection… Once again, this is dedicated to UnicornSociety and Gem-Chan. Last chappy there was going to be Thrasher/Gerald, but I couldn't fit him, but later, I promise.
Please remember to…
Val: Leave a review! YAY! :D
Me: That was a little OOC… Anyhow, Fletcher, if you could please…
Fletcher: Misguided Shinigami doesn't own Skulduggery Pleasant.
Me: Hope you enjoy :D
Skulduggery: Why don't I get any lines :O
Me: Go away, there's only room for one genius in this Authors Note. (Kicks Skul out) MWAHHAAAHAAA!
Val + Fletch: …
Valkyrie ran. Her breathing was deep and heavy as she sprinted, using the air to propel herself forward. It was something like perpetual motion that was accelerating her as she ran; she hadn't been paying attention in science. Forces pushing her forward had to be greater than the ones pushing against her in order for her to accelerate, that was all she had really picked up on. And accelerate she did. Running down the alley like a cheetah, she spotted the familiar white glow of the Bentley's headlights at the end of the alley. She sprinted, her eyes fixated on the Bentley's position, not blinking, not looking anywhere except straight ahead. She was going to make it.
She felt something hitting her from behind, drawing blood from a cut in her back. Damn, I forgot to watch my back, Valkyrie thought as she pushed even harder against the air, causing her to zoom forwards. Five metres to the end of the alley, Four… Three… Two… One…
SLAM
The breath was knocked out of her as she slammed against the Bentley's door, smashing the glass. She yanked the handle and leapt inside, slamming the door.
"DRIVE, GODDAMMITSKULDUGERRYYOUSTUPI DMORONWITHOUTABRAIN!" The irritated teen yelled.
"Seatbelt." He replied calmly
"WHY THE FREAKING HELL WOULD I CARE ABOUT A GODDAMN STUPID SEATBELT!" He just pointed in front of them in answer. Valkyrie looked forward. There was a wall of stone in front of them; the only way out of the stupid dead-end was past that wall.
"No… You are not thinking what I think you're thinking, are you?" She yanked her seatbelt.
"We can't go over it… We can't go under it…"
"Oh, fuck no…"
"We're going through it."
Driving through a brick wall… The Over and under thing is from a book I read when I was little. :D Valkyrie, wash out your mouth!
R-E-V-I-E-W P-L-E-A-S-E
