"Clarabelle," Mist hissed, "I'm sorry you had to find out this way."
Clarabelle looked over her shoulder and her body followed. "Let me just pack up my stuff and go, alright?" and she turned back. Taking the arrow and papers and stuffing them in her bag and left.
She fell upon the stairwell outside while she waited for a passing taxi. It was no later than nine in the morning. So many thoughts were floating in her mind.
Which Elder? Why was she fired? What do I do now? She frowned and a taxi finally rolled up.
She arrived at her loft and looked at her piranha. Smirking at him. Watching him chase around the injured fish and tearing the fish apart. She sometimes wish she was the her pet. Swimming in what he thinks is a Sanctuary, being fed whenever he needed to, unaware of everything that surrounds him. Clarabelle wanted her life like this, living like life is a safe forever haven. But that's not reality, it's fantasy.
Although, this did give her time to work on the paperwork, tracking down Skulduggery in the process. She cleared off her desk and got organized. Placing papers here and tools there, keeping the arrow on a metal cradle.
The time now was ten-forty-six, leaving her enough time to find something.
Every so often she'd rotate the arrow to copy down all of the symbols. Which wasn't quite hard, the charms were big and sloppy.
"Huh." she muttered. "That's weird." Clarabelle rummaged her phonebook to find China Sorrows. She dialed her number.
"Yes?" China answered in a soft voice.
"Hey, I need your help."
"What for?"
"Can I see you at your place?"
"When?"
"Now." and she hung up. Clarabelle took grabbed her papers and ran for a taxi. She arrived at China's and ran through the doors. "China," she huffed, "can we talk somewhere private?"
"In my apartment." China guided Clarabelle inside. "So, what is it?"
"Well, today I got fired-"
"Do you think I care?"
"Wait, since I was fired my resources were cut off."
"And you need my help? Why not get Skulduggery on this?"
"He's, he's not available at the moment."
"Well, how about Cain?"
"She, uh, died."
"Oh? That's horrible." she mumbled. "Now, what do you want to show me?"
"This." she took out the papers, including a picture, and handed them to China.
"This is from the arrow?"
"Uh-huh. Do you know what it is."
"A simple death field, Clarabelle."
"We all know that, but look, the wood is bamboo, the arrowhead is titanium, the counterweights are eagle feathers."
"And?"
"Look at the writing." China peered closer, "See?"
"I do." China grabbed the picture, "It's monstrous! The charms are sloppy!"
"Do you get it? Whoever made the arrow was a professional, they would've done a better job. Someone added the field in a rush, see? The lines aren't totally lined up."
"Huh, well done. Now, who do you think did this?"
"I assume it's one of the El-" she faltered. This is China, she thought, don't trust her. "Never mind, you don't need to know."
"Fine, then, what else do you need?"
"I need you to find Skulduggery- or another detective with the same skill."
"OK, fine."
"Bye," her phone buzzed, she was meeting with Dusk soon, "I have to go."
I'm having that feeling again, like the one from Ghost Rider, only it's with my original fanfic. I'll just add one two more chapters and finish. Things are gonna' be rushed. Ha! I pre-ordered Kingdom of the Wicked!