New case

The Vampire snarled and heaved deeply, crawling to Clarabelle. Dusk creaked the door opened and looked at her and Vampire-Caelan, and arched his eyebrows. "Anything?"

She stepped aside and glared at him, "Yes, just stop him."

"Anything?" he stepped back inside and Clarabelle stared in bewilderment. Caelan's head kept twitching left to right, analyzing her. Dusk walked out again, holding a jug that was clearly labeled "salt water". He blurred to the Vampire, who grasped Dusk and flipped him over. Dusk tossed the jug on Caelan who staggered away.

"Will that kill him?" she asked, still registering what just happened.

"No, just scare him…" he threw the jug aside, "Now, anything?"

"Yes?" her voice cracked, "What do you want?"

"Don't come back." and with that Dusk closed the door.

"OK." she spiked up, not knowing why and began walking to her apartment.

Clarabelle locked the door behind her. Her apartment was more of a loft, depending on the visitor. The walls were etched with drawings of dreams and fantasies. From roses blooming in a corner to a giant squid clinging onto a window sill. The furniture had blues and greens, matching patterns with the rug. Picture frames hung on the wall, with no images, she liked that. Very little groups of people would approve of this design, but she owns the place, and pays well.

Hanging on a wall was a forty-two gallon fish tank that housed only one, a fresh water piranha with no name. "How are you?" she softly asked and dumped three feeder-fish in it. He, the piranha, flicked his tail and tore one apart. "Man, you are hungry." she laughed and waltzed to the kitchen.

Clarabelle opened the fridge and grabbed left-over meatballs and munched them down. She then made her way up to her bedroom, throwing her over-coat and lab-coat on the ground. She pulled down her Murphy bed and slipped under the covers, sleeping instantly.

In the morning, Clarabelle put on her two coats and ran to the door. She bolted outside and ran in her heels to the Sanctuary, forgetting about a taxi. She shuffled to the infirmary, finding Nye and others weaving around something.

"What happened?" she asked. Nye shot around.

"A Cleaver has been shot, the bleeding is hysterical. Where have you been?"

"I'm not late!" she took off her purse and jacket and ran to the frenzy, "Shouldn't his Adeptry protected him?"

"It should have but it didn't." Nye stepped away and grabbed some more bandages from behind. "Clarabelle, grab me some more."

She nodded quickly, "Right". She ran to a closet space and carried an arms-full of bandages and ran back. More blood blossomed through the Cleavers uniform and more doctors and nurses crammed through.

"Here." she offered and they pried them away.

It took another hour to stop the bleeding, the Cleaver didn't die, they transfused enough for survival.

Clarabelle sighed in relief and wiped her blood-stained sleeve across her fore-head to rid of any sweat. "That was unusually longer than usual, Nye. Is the Cleaver bound?"

"There's no traces, he has no magic either."

"How 'bout I get Elder Ravel informed upon the situation?"

"That seems best, Clarabelle." she walked out and Nye was left with the cleaning.

Clarabelle found Erskine talking to Skulduggery and Valkyrie. "Ravel?"

He turned to look, "Yes?"

"That Cleaver, the one that got shot, survived."

"I wouldn't expect anything less, Clarabelle-"

"Yeah but, from a simple shot he should've have been more than fine, his Adeptry failed, Erskine."

"Are you aware of what shot him?"

"A bullet I assume?"

"He was hit with a bow, carved with symbols and charms."

"Who shot it?"

"That's why I'm asking these two to get on it."

"Oh."

"Anything else, Clarabelle?"

"Yes."

"Well?"

"I need that bow."

"Why?" Valkyrie asked.

"It might help with your new case."

"Alright then, we're on it." She pulled Skulduggery to the entrance and they left.

Well? Bad title, but what's gonna happen? Who knows?… well, I do. Last night I saw the Avengers, loved it by the way! Except Thor, who in my opinion, is stupid. He's a demi-God invented by the Greek or Romans! Not Marvel, they have not © to him. But Tony Stark, as usual was hilariously funny and hot. Wee! I love him! (but not Thor). Did you guys see the Super Moon last night? I'm seeing it again tonight. The moon is (about) 33'000 kilometers closer than usual. The tides and waves are going insane!