Chapter 6

Skulduggery rubbed his bony chin and tripped the king over. "Check mate."

The Doctor nodded acknowledging his handy work. "Ahh, good play sir but perhaps the game is not entirely over." Skulduggery was confused.

"And how would that be?"

The Doctor swiped the board to the ground then ran out the Starbucks and jumped in his make shift Tardis supreme car and drove away. less than two seconds he spun back around and headed in the other direction and yelled back at Skulduggery. "Sucka!"

Skulduggery lifted sunglasses to his face and started the Bentley in the completely opposite direction of the Doctor, what Doctor Who didn't know was Skulduggery changed the signs way before they had started their game and know the Doctor was on his was to Minnesota

The marker was in the middle of the island. Skulduggery was half way there until he was ghosted through and he was ran off the makeshift road of bushes. Crash Bandicoot threw a potato bomb at Jerry speeding up behind. the mouse dodged it and raced past Skulduggery's tire making the Bentley tip and the tumble off the side of the cliff.

"Nooooooooo! My baby! Daddy won't leave you!" He hugged the wheel and blubbered a little. he pressed to skinless fingers to his lips and then tho the wheel. He stood in to the seat, something he was appalled to doing but would never let anyone else do it, and earth bended the side of the cliff into a 250 loop. The Bentley skirted in the dirty land slide, its wheels screeched sideways but stopped a millimeter from a huge tree. Skulduggery wiped what would of been sweat if he could sweat and kissed the wheel numerously. The commotion caused a slight rumble and a branch as thick a a baton snapped and fell on the trunk and bumped to the ground. Skulduggery was out of the ground in a heart beat. Surveying the area. The branch left dirt, skulduggery swiped it away to reveal the tiny scratch on the hood of his trunk. Skulduggery was silent.

Silent.

Barely breathing.

Deathly quiet.

He screamed like a dying boar mixed with a cat in a bath, a screeching banshee.

"YOU WILL RUE THE VERY DAY YOU WERE BORN! MOUSE!"