I want to know what would happen if I combined my two fave things but I don't really know what my two fave things are soo… Robert Pattinson? Skulduggery Pleasant? Chocolate? Lasagne? The colour purple? Monkeys? Pillow fights? Slagging Santa? Facebook? Choices… choices…

CHAPTER 19:

Valkyrie tried to concentrate on the movie but it was hard, her stomach really hurt and she felt like she was either going to puke or fall asleep. She suddenly stood up and headed to the bathroom, Val? You okay there?" She nodded.

"I just need to pee really badly." Tanith laughed and turned back to the telly. Valkyrie just made it to the bathroom in time (the stairs were just too damn many) before she vomited into the toilet. And again. And again. She peeked into the toilet and saw that she was vomiting blood, that was not good. The pain in her stomach intensified and she double over. Slowly she walked down the stairs, gripping very tightly to the railing, she was shaking and sweating, she felt cold and hot at the same time. Her vision blurred and her head pounded, her knees buckled and the stairs came to meet her.

Valkyrie opened her eyes. There was a bright light above her and lots of shapes surrounding her. Once her vision came into focus she noticed the shapes were doctors, they wore masks and held operating tools scalpels, scissors, needles. They were operating on her. "The patient has woken!" Valkyrie felt numb all over, she tries to talk through the oxygen mask but she couldn't. Her sight blurred again, "She's slipping away, hurry up." Valkyrie could only just hear them through the ringing in her ears. She was dying, she was going to die. The ringing stopped and then there was nothing…

Darquesse opened her eyes, she looked down at herself. She was cut open, she could see organs and gooey things but she didn't know what they were, she didn't care. She healed herself, taking care to make no mistakes, especially around the womb. She added some protection, she needed these babies. She knew they were still alive, she could feel their life forces. Colourful little things like hot water bottles, warming her from the inside. She looked around, she was plugged into many machines, she pulled wires out of herself and healed the cuts. Darquesse had a thought, what if Valkyrie wasn't strong enough, she probably would be but just in case Darquesse tweaked the muscles slightly to make them stronger, now it would be slightly easier for Valkyrie to give birth. It was twins after all, Darquesse hadn't thought of twins but now she guessed that two was better than one, even if it was harder on Valkyrie. Darquesse wasn't used to helping people and thinking about other people's comfort and she didn't think it would be happening often.

She walked out of the operating room and found she was in a hospital and not the sanctuary. Shame. She walked around the corridors until she found what she was looking for, a clothes room. Darquesse rummages until she found the clothes Valkyrie had been wearing earlier, she put them on and tried to slip silently out of the room but the bump caught on the door, causing it to creak loudly. "Oh shit." She came face to face with two hot doctors who were frowning. "Miss, you really shouldn't be in there. I'm gonna have to report you t-" Her boot slammed into his face, he was dead before he hit the ground. The other doctor stared, she snapped his neck and walked away.

She walked the corridors of the hospital. She left a trail of corpses behind her. When she reached the foyer she encountered armed police guards. Darquesse smiled. They railed their guns and opened fire, Darquesse spun through the air agilely, twisting and turning to easily avoid the bullets. One caught her shoulder and she hissed in pain, she couldn't heal it with the bullet still in there. She put two fingers in the hole in her flesh made by the bulled on its way in and wiggled them around until she found it, she pulled the mangled piece of metal out of her muscle and healed it quickly, effortlessly. She laughed at them. They were no match for her. An army couldn't keep her at bay. She was too strong.

Darquesse kicked walls down, set people on fire. She spilled blood. She took lives. She destroyed a hospital. She enjoyed it. She laughed. She laughed at the panic, the peril, the fear, the death, the sorrow, the grief, she laughed at it all. It was beautiful to her. To her it was the most gorgeous thing.

Darquesse walked up to a little girl, she stood in the middle of the chaos and stared, She showed no fear and Darquesse admired that. "Are you the bogey man?" Darquesse laughed, took the young girl's head between her hands and squeezed. Brains oozed down her face, her eyes were open so Darquesse closed them gently. She played with the brains, stretching them and snapping them. A brain was like a sponge, she thought. Full of water and good at absorbing things.

It was time to give Valkyrie back. Darquesse knew. She liked the power. She liked the freedom. But she had a job to do but that wasn't until later. She ran and leaped out a window. The air swirled around her and her blood soaked hair whipped her face, she flew fast and far. She flew past Haggard, the light twinkeled in the night and looked really pretty and she landed at Gordons mansion. She walked inside and went to the master bedroom. Once she knew it was safe she reluctantly slipped away and let Valkyrie come back.

"Lord please help me find ma keys, or I'm banging doon ma ain door." I love this song, it's ancient but catchy. I've been singing it all day. Yeah so that chapter was really fun to write. I was gonna leave it at "And squeezed" with the lassie's heed but I didn't would it have been better if I had? Mwahahahahahahaha (it felt necessary)please review xxox