Saturday, 30 August 2014

Mistical - Not so untouchable


I'm sorry that I'm posting two in a row!! But it's been over three months and no one had posted anything. So I finished this section off and I've posted it. Come on guys! The final book has been released, we now have to live out out SP fancies through FanFic because as sad as I am to say it I don't think Derek will publish any more major Skulduggery books. :(
So we're going to have to do our best to continue the legacy of the Skulduggery world!!


Mistical stared as Swik dumbly, “Well, uh I usually avoid the bullets and you know not let them come to me” explained Mistical over the roar of bullets.
“Yeah well now all we have to do is sit here and wait for them to run out of ammo” explained Swik
“That would be great, but they’re charging the energy cannon up and nether the wall or your wings can withstand that blast” said Mistical as she pointed to the wall behind them that had a large hole in it.
“Ok then, what do you suppose we do?”
Mistical pondered on this, “How is your wing?”
“It’s getting better” replied Swik showing Miatical her wing. The hole had reduced in size, it was still large but it was only about 75 centimetres now. Noticing the look that Mistical gave her, Swik continued “What, I shoot feathers out of my wings that means that I have to constantly grow new feathers. My wing should be good as new in another minute or so”
“Uh well ok” said Mistical, “You just keep me covered, I’m going to shut off the turret” Mistical pulled her bow off her back and pulled back an arrow.
“What? How the hell are you going to hit the thing? You can’t stick your head above my wing” said Swik, Mistical said nothing she just shot up in the air. A split second latter there was a cry of pain and the fire of the gun stated drifting to the right. There where screams of other followers trying to outrun or avoid the stray fire of the gun.
Mistical grunted in satisfaction, “What a pleasant surprise” she whispered.
“Wh-what just happened?” asked Swik looking completely confused
“Oh, I killed the follower on the turret but her corps is still applying pressure to the trigger and now it’s drifting to the right because she slumped to the right. In other words it’s causing chose” said Mistical with a grin.
“Ok, yeah but how did you get you hit her?” asked Swik
Mistical tapped her ear in response, “I could hear her” replied Mistical simply
“No I mean last time I saw you, you were never that good at shooting!” exclaimed Swik
“Look I’d love to have a chat with you but right now we have another machine to worry about. One that could kill us in one shot if we don’t move soon” said Mistical drawing another arrow.
Swik made a sour face, “Fine, but we will talk about this later” said Swik firmly, not willing to admit defeat. Before Mistical could argue Swik leaped out from behind the wall and fired feathers from her left wing. After a moment Mistical followed Swik’s lead and ran out from behind the wall. Some followers had just managed to pull the corps off the turret when Swik lunched some feathers at the turret. The turret sparked and started to let out puffs of smoke.
“One down, one to go” said Swik smoothly. Mistical slung her bow behind her back and slugged a follower with a right hook. The wining from the other machine started up.
“Swik” said Mistical and edge pf panic in her voice,
“I’ll stay out of the way” Swik yelled back.

“Sam we have a problem” said Requiem
“What?” asked Sam looking up from his monitors with millions of files opening and closing simultaiously.
“Delta’s has trouble” said Requiem. Sam quickly looked to the monitor that Delta was on, in fear for his girlfriend, even though he knew that she could handle herself. He looked just in time to see a yellow beam fire at Swik. He had enough time to glimpse a blur push against Swick and shove her into the line of fire. Swik stiffened then the beam cut off and she fell face first into the dirt. Sam’s heart squeezed as he saw the gaping hole in her chest, there was no way that she would recover from that. Sam hadn’t know Swik very well but Mistical had.

Mistical screamed Swik’s name as she slowly fell to the ground. Mistical was by her side in an instant. The hole in her chest, it was massive, the beam has eaten up most of her lungs and heart. Mistical rolled Swik over only to see her dead eyes left open in shock.
“Swik” whispered Mistical as she gave her a gentle shake. “Can you hear me?” But Mictical knew it was no use, she was dead. There was not an organ in Swik’s body that was still functioning. Mistical closed Swik’s eyes then screwed her own shut trying to hold back tears. Someone whizzed to a stop next to Mistical.
“Aw an’t that cute, your saying your last goodbyes. Well you won’t have to say them for long because you’re gonna join her soon.” said a man with an accent. Mistical couldn’t pin point it and she didn’t care. “Did yah see how I pushed your friend into that beam? That was epic wasn’t it?!” said the follower grinning. “You know I would have kill you first but this one could fly away so I had to go after her yah see” Mistical let him talk, because when she was through with him, he wasn’t going to be talking much anymore. Slowly Mistical stood up and silently stared at the man. “Are yah waiting for me ta make the first move?” asked the follower. Mistical didn’t answer she just stared at him and slowly let her anger build. The follower shrugged, “fine as yah wish”. The man sped forward with inhuman speed and threw a punch at Mitical’s face. Mistical only dodged it by a hair and barley managed to block the second strike. Speedster, this follower was a speedster. He could move with inhuman speed. Mistical had fought speedsters before, even spared with some. They all felt that they were untouchable because the world moved in slow motion to them. That was the fault that they all share at one point in time. Judging from the frustrated noises that the man was making he obviously hadn’t met someone who could block his attacks before. He jumped back and tried a new tactic. The follower started running around in a circle then darted in to throw a punch. The punch caught Mictical in the ribs and she stumbled. The follower threw more punches, Mistical dodged and blocked as many as she could but even she couldn’t stop hits from landing. The follower laughed as he ran around her. He threw another punch and Mistical let in hit her on the back. She cried out in pretend pain and moved her hand behind her jacket pretending to reach for the spot that was hit but instead drew three needles as long as her hand. Mistical threw them and the follower dodged them all but while he was distracted by the needles Mistical had draw her sword and swung at him. The speedster noticed the sword to late and it cut across his shoulder. He cried out in pain stumbling then falling over and rolling to a stop. Mistical walked over to him with her sword her hand. The follower was clutching his shoulder and his face was contorted in pain. Mistical stood over him then stabbed the man’s leg. He yelled at her and tried to crawl away once she pulled it out. The man’s heart was racing, he was afraid. Mistical didn’t show any sign of pity, she just stood over the follower silently.
“Y-yah won’t kill me” said he man his voice worried, “You’re a good guy” he finished with a half-smile.
“You killed my friend” said Mistical without emotion as she lifted up her sword.
The follower’s face palled, “What, but I, I was just following orde-”
The follower didn’t get to finish.

All Sam and Requiem could do was watch as Mistical beheaded the follower. Sam cursed
“Requiem can you text everyone and tell them all that Swik is dead. I’m going to try and contact Mistical” said Sam whipping out his mobile. Sam hit speed dial and waited for Mistical to pick up. It was ringing, he could hear it from his end but Mistical was completely ignoring it, Sam could see her on the monitor. Sam cursed again, “God damn it Mistical pick up!” Sam almost shouted. The call went to voice mail and Sam ended the call and tried again. Mistical still didn’t respond.
“Mistical pick up the god damn phone!” Sam shouted at the monitor, “I know that you can hear me, so pick up the freaking phone!!” Mistical looked directly at the camera and pulled out three more needles. Mistical threw them at the followers charging the cannon. The three needles went straight through their heads. Out of the four followers that where charging the techno cannon only one was still standing. Mistical threw another needle and killed the last follower who was charging the cannon.
“Mistical! You have a mission stick to it! I know that you have lost a great friend, I know that you are angry and I know that you’re sad. But don’t go getting others hurt because of your rage. You can morn latter, right now we have a job to do, Ok.” said Sam. Mistical seemed like she didn’t even notice Sam talking to the monitor. She just removed her bow and quiver then tossed them on the ground. “Mistical, Swik died for this mission! Don’t throw all of her hard work away! Don’t do something stupid that will get the others or yourself killed!!” shouted Sam

Mistical walked in a tight circle, like a caged lion. But Mistical wasn’t stuck in here with the followers, the followers where stuck in here with her. She knew what her job was, she was a distraction, a decoy but she wasn’t going to be just a distraction anymore, she was going to take them down


Don't give me a funny look I have been planing to kill Swik off before the Dying of the light came out. I haven't even finished the book yet! But Damn I want to so bad!! Anyway we can't have a major battle without someone dying. Oh and *Grins* Misti's in a bad mood! >: D tehehe

Monday, 26 May 2014

Mistical / Sam - Delta with a bit of Echo

Hi everyone! Sorry I haven't posted anything in a bit! 
I started writing this chapter a while ago, it just got forgotten. 
Oh and just a quick reminder Mistical has super hearing so she uses her hearing to to constantly survey what's going on around her. 




Swik dropped Mistical off on the top the roof of a tower. Mistical pulled the bow off her back. She had asked Fletcher to take her home so she could get her bow and arrows. Mistical was a close range fighter so unless she had a ranged weapon or could get close to someone she was useless. Swik on the other hand could do both close to long ranged attacks because of the unlimited feathers that she could shoot out. Mistical spun around and shot a follower in the chest, he instantly collapsed. She didn’t want to kill but from this distance and with the weapon that she was using she didn’t have much of a choice. Mistical shot another follower in the leg, he screamed, tripped then fell over the balustrading of the wall. Mistical winced as she heard bone brake, the guy died by a broken neck. Mistical heard a follower on the wall behind her, she spun around and dodged as the follower let out an energy beam. Mistical notched two arrows but the follower was taken down by Swik’s black feathers.
“Don’t hog all the fun!” yelled Swik, Mistical heard two followers aiming for Swik. Mistical drew the string back and let the arrows fly, they went on both sides of Swik’s head and embedded themselves in the faces of the two followers. Swik’s eyes widened and she slowly turned around to see the two bodies in pools of blood.
“Uh thanks” breathed Swik
“You’ve gotta watch where your flying” said Mistical with a smile.
“With the way your shooting I’ve definitely gotta watch where I’m flying!” said Swik grinning back
“Oh, now that was mean!” said Mistical, “I’m not that bad at shooting!”
Swik didn’t respond she just shot her dark feathers at a couple of followers.
“Oh so you giving me the silent treatment now?” muttered Mistical as she shot another follower. They made a good pair and constantly covered each other back. Swik and Mistical where drawing the attention of the whole facility, just as the planned. But they didn’t make it obvious that they were a distraction. Both of them kept shouting out ideas of how they planned to get in and made several attempts to get through the doors. But of cause they never actually let themselves succeed in getting through the doors.

Sam was flicking through the security cameras with Requiem keeping constant watch over all of the groups. The multiple screens meant that Sam could see live images from numerous cameras. All was going well, everyone was doing what they were supposed to and all of the chaos from the multiple strikes caused an excellent distraction for team Charlie. Sam shut off a couple of alarms so the teams could get through unnoticed.
“Alpha has engaged the Unnamed and Vile” said Requiem
Sam watched as team Charlie had entered the room with the desolation machine. “Charlie’s in” said Sam to Requiem, she nodded


“Hey, Mist” yelled Swik from her position in the air
“Yeah” Mistical yelled back, just after she let an arrow fly
“Is that something that we should worry about?” responded Swik pointing to something that a group of followers where pulling through a double door.
Mistical cursed, “It’s a turret!”
Swik had a double take at the machinery that the followers where pulling though then she swore. Swik was ready to shoot when a loud wine started up and a yellow beam of energy shot at her. Swik twisted in the air but the blast caught her on her right wing. Swik yelped and tumbled to the ground. Mistical was about to go and help when the turret started shooting at her. Mistical ran as fast as she could only just managing to stay ahead of the bullets then the jumped off the edge of the roof and bullets whizzed over her head. Mistical landed heavily on the next level but came up running. Mistical turned around and sprinted towards where Swik fell. The turret began to point at Mistical but she loosed an arrow and it gammed the machine. Mistical jumped down and landed in the large caught yard. When Mistical reached her friend, Swik was standing and shooting feathers at the followers.
“Swik, are you ok?!” asked Mistical stopping next to her.
“No, god damn it! They busted my wing with that machine!” yelled Swik and showed Mistical her right wing that had a gaping one meter hole.
Mistical swore, “They tore up you metal wing?!”
“Yeah with that piece of junk!” replied Swik and gestured to another piece of machinery that looked like a techno cannon that had four mages holding onto some disks. The cannon was glowing yellow
“Uh Swik I think that we’ve got to move, that thing looks like it’s charging up again” said Mistical as she tugged her friend along. “Behind that wall! NOW!” Mistical yelled and shoved her friend behind it and dove after her. The yellow energy blasted through the meter thick wall like it was made of butter.
“I’m so dam glad that that shot above our heads” said Swik
“Ditto” replied Mistical a little breathless. Their moment of relief didn’t last long when the turret began shooting at them. Swik grabbed Mistical’s jacket to stop her from running and covered them both with her left wing. The bullets shredder the ground and the wall beside them but just dinged and deflected off Swik’s wing. Mistical stared at Swik,
“What? I thought you knew that it was bullet proof?” said Swik with a smirk


“Requiem can you keep an eye on all of the teams? I’ll still keep an eye on Charlie though” said Sam
“Um I guess so. Why?” said Requiem
“Because” said Sam smirking while he cracked his knuckles, “I’m going to do some hacking” 





This blog has been looking dead for a bit so I though that I should get cracking in posting something! 
Let's al continue to make this blog AWESOME!! XD

Tuesday, 25 March 2014

Duck- Incognito Infiltration

Duck, Saracen, and the mysterious woman lay on top of a hill facing the Unnamed's fortress. The dark clouds in the sky and the smell of oncoming rain gave a cynical mood to their situation. Their dull ponchos were soaked by the grass dew.
"Yep, there they are, looks like they're taking photos" said Saracen, binoculars still raised to his eyes. "China sure doesn't look good in a poncho."
"Good, that means the disguise is working," Duck replied. "Were's Fletcher? He should be back by now."
As if he had heard, the spiky porcupine popped up right beside the group, giving the three quite a shock.
"Speak of the devil," the woman muttered.
"I've given everyone their ponchos," said Fletcher, seeming a bit too eager for what they were about to do. "When do we head off?"
"In a minute. When team Alpha successfully get inside then you can teleport us down," said Saracen, still looking through the binoculars.
"Which one's that?" Fletcher asked.
"Which one's what?"
"Which teams is team Alpha?"
At this, Saracen put down his binoculars and turned to look at Fletcher. "Really? You're asking this now?"
"Well I was just listening for the team I was in, and kind of zoned out for the rest."
Saracen turned back to the fortress with an exaggerated sigh, and pointed down to Valice, Dexter and China. "They are team Alpha. And we are team Charlie, in case you wanted to know."
"Ah, right," was the only thing Fletcher said.
The three small specks of team Alpha headed through the main gates into the Unnamed's castle, casually strolling by the followers on guard.
"My God, they are thick," said Duck. "The Unnamed should really hire some better henchmen."
"Don't complain, we want them to be that way," the woman replied.
"Okay Fletcher," Saracen said. "Take us down."

At the back end of the fortress was a large drain pipe, just tall enough for them all to walk in un-hunched. The slimy sludge at their feet, the flickering light of the fire at Duck's hand, the incredible stench of God-knows-what, and the unceasing complaints flowing out of the woman and Fletcher's mouth lead to a horrendous and awful experience.
"There's a manhole up ahead," stated Saracen, using his concealed power. "No one's guarding it, only cameras that Sam can turn off, and it head's straight to the Unnamed's office."
"Is he in there?" Duck asked, receiving a nod in return. "Then what about the desolation engine? Do you know where it is?"
"It's in a bigger room past the office."
Duck stayed quiet at this, the pong restricting the amount of times he should open his mouth, so he just nodded.
They arrived at the manhole which had a convenient ladder that rises out of the muck. Duck took his phone out of his pocket and texted Sam: 'Turn the cameras off now.' And then he texted Valice: 'You're ready to go and attack the Unnamed.'
"Can we hurry up and get out of here?" Fletcher moaned. "I swear, if I'm smelling like this for the next month, I will literally kill someone."
"Just shut up already Fletcher. We're not leaving until all the cameras are off," said Saracen.
The plan was that team Alpha would fight the Unnamed and Lord Vile, also causing a distraction for Duck's team, team Charile, to get through to the desolation engine. Meanwhile, team Beta will be lousily infiltration from the east side of the fortress, been the decoy. Delta will be distracting from the skies, grabbing the attention of the followers who will never be able to strike them down. And team Echo will be at the control room, turning off cameras and alarms where necessary.
'Yep, all off,' came the reply from Sam.
Duck turned and gave a curtly nod to the group, then started to climb. He slid the manhole cover to the side and peeked out. On the surface was a small courtyard containing crates, barrels and numerous other insignificant objects. No one was around. After the other three had come back up to the surface, Saracen took the lead and headed down a corridor with the rest following in single file. The corridor was well lit with torches in brackets along the walls. The floor was covered in a crimson red carpet that reminded Duck of Hollywood.
"Should we take our shoes and socks off," suggested the woman. "We would be leaving noticeable footprints if we don't."
"Good point," said Duck and they all did just that.
After a minute of walking in there bare feet, Saracen stopped and turned to face the team. "There's an intersection up ahead," he whispered. "There are henchmen to the left and right so you have to teleport us across the gap, Fletcher"
Fletcher nodded, not daring to make a sound. He glanced down the corridor to see where to teleport to, then raised his hands. Everyone took one, which was confusing, because he only has two hands, and in a instant there were on the other side. The whole process was done without a sound.
Saracen started creeping down the corridor again, and Duck, Fletcher, and the woman followed.
They then arrived at a T intersection, where the sounds of fighting were echoing out of the door in the middle of the hallway.
"That's Alpha in there," Saracen stated. "Now all we have to do is get in there, sneak around without being noticed, and get through to the other room."
"You make it sound so easy," the woman sarcastically said.
"Well that's because it is," said Fletcher, gaining the attention of the rest of the group. For some reason, he did not decide to explain, and headed to the door. Be bent down, pressing his eye on the keyhole. "Doesn't look too good in there," he said before disappearing without warning. Before any of the others could react, Fletcher was back.
"What the hell did you just do?" Saracen barked at him.
"I peeked through the keyhole to the other door," Fletcher simply said.
"And did anyone see you?" asked Duck.
"Not that I know of."
"Oh, well, good work then."
"Thanks. Always love been constructive," Fletcher said with a grin. "Right, all hold hands and I'll teleport you all to the desolation engine."
The team did as they were asked, and in an instant, there they were.

Wednesday, 5 March 2014

Valice- First Team-meeting

Valice and her group met half an hour later.
Dexter lokked the same as he had during the interogation, China had changed her outfit. She was wearing trousers now and a very expensive looking shirt and a more beatiful than usefull looking jacket. No, this really wasn't the worst team to be in.
"So", Dexter said. "You're ready Valice?"
"Sure", she answered.
"Great", he said and grinned. "Then lets go"
When Valice followed them to the Unnamed's hideout she forced herself to focus on the mission insted of Dexter's back.
"So, that plan of yours, do you plan on telling us about it?", China asked.
"Yeah, right, it's quite simple. We'll go in there and kill this so-" He stopped talking and glanced at Valice. "Well, you know..."
"So you go fighting the probably mightiest villain of all times with me but you won't curse in front of me? Yes, seems reasonable."
"Yes, kinda, I guess... although it made much more sense before you said it out loud."
China laughed. Then she said: "Valkyrie just texted me, they're at the other side of the building."
Suddenly Fletcher appeard with something in his hands that looked like a big, brown ball of dirt. Their disguises. He gave each of them one, ginning.
"I bet even you won't look hot in this, China", he laughed. "I'll give Val and the others theirs, we'll start in five minutes!" Then he vanished again.
Valice looked at the brown clothes. It was one piece, a poncho with a kaput and a second layer of fabric that barely covered her knees.
"A poncho-dress?", she asked. "That's just disgusting, something like this should be forbidden!"
Dexter and China looked very unhappy too.

Five minutes later they were all wearing their ponchos and put on the kaput.
"Smile!", Valice grinned and took a picture of Dexter and China. "Send me this.", Dexter laughed.
"If we survive this I will."
When they entered the building Valice felt the excitement she always felt before a fight.
They headed down the floor, their heads down and listening for a familiar voice. When they passed a closed door they heard the Unnamed shouting at someone. "I said TEA not COFFEE you idiot!"
They sneaked into an empty room and Valice checked her mobile.
"Okay, Duck and the others are here, we can start"
After they got rid of their ponchos they left the room again.
Chione had given Valice some of her knifes and she took out one of them now.
"Lets go!", Dexter grinned and they ran into the room the Unnamed was in. Dexter threw energy, Valice fireballs and China touched her symbols.
And with that the next fight began.



Hope you like it, sorry it took me so long to write something! :)

Wednesday, 19 February 2014

Sam Night - Teams

“We’ll go fight the Unnamed” said Skulduggery, “You’ll need our uncanny skills”
“Yeah we’ll go” said Valkyrie
“Oh great can I be on your team?” asked Chione
“Sure” said Skulduggery, “The more the merrier”
“I’m going to fight the Unnamed again as well” said Dynasty
“Great that’s one group” said Sam
“I’ll fight the Unnamed as well!” said Valice
“I want to see if I can fry the man” said Dexter
China sighed, “Well I suppose that I’m going to have to go as well”
“And another group” said Sam who was taking notes
“Well I’ll just go and help destroy the machine” said Duck,
Sam nodded, “Requiem which group do you want to go in?”
“Uh yours if that’s ok? I think that there’s enough in the other groups and you could use all the help that you could get if you’re supervising four other groups” said Requiem
“Yeah that cool. And your right I could use the help” said Sam and he scribbled something else down
“Right so how are we going to get the costumes?” asked China
“Uh maybe we could take out some guards that patrol the area” said Valice
“Also before we organise that” said Mistical, “Do you have certain security protocols that we need to use to get in? Other than the password”
“No” said Dirk
“OK then, good” said Mistical, “Do you think our plan will work? You know going in with discuses then making a distraction to divert the follower’s attention”
“I think it’ll work as long as you don’t make it seem to obvious that your distraction team is a distraction” said Dirk
“Ok then” said Swik, “We won’t obviously be the distraction team”
“Alright then the teams are: Alfa: Valice, China and Dexter; Beta: Dynasty Chione, Skulduggery and Valkyrie; Charlie: Duck Fletcher, Saracen and Woman; Delta: Mistical and Swik; Echo: Sam and Requiem” said Sam, “Does anyone have any problems with that?”
“Yes! Why aren’t I with China?” asked Dirk
“Uh, because you’re not coming” replied Sam. Dirk looked furious and started glaring at Sam like he was going to kill him.
“Uh before you do something that you might regret I just have to point out that you are wearing handcuffs whereas I am not” said Sam, “I’m also an expert at mixed martial arts and I have claws in my gloves” said Sam flexing his hand and showing the claws as the extended, “So the main question that you should ask yourself first is, do you want to live?” This made Dirk hesitate
“its ok sugar plumb, we’re just keeping you here to make sure you’re safe. If something happened to you I don’t know what I would do!” said China obviously acting, but Dirk bought it.
“W-well alright if you want me to stay here” responded Dirk. Everyone piled out of the room and headed towards a meeting room to plan the details of the plan if they could.
“Oh my god! I could barely stop myself from killing that man” said China, “He’s so pathetic it repels me. Skulduggery remind me never to be that nice to a hostage ever again”
Skulduggery nodded, “Sure China” said Skulduggery. Then after an minute, “China never be that nice to a hostage ever again”
China smiled and rolled her eyes, “Thanks for reminding me”
“You’re welcome” said Skulduggery 




((Sorry I took a bit. And If anything needs changing just tell me.))

Monday, 10 February 2014

Duck, Dynasty, Valice- XMAS POST

Duck had always loved Christmas. Everyone is happy for an entire month, there is always heaps of food to eat, decorations are put up and carols are sung, presents are opened and family come together.
Duck was hoping that there would be no Unnamed business on the 25th so he could spend it with his loving family and, of course, to watch the Doctor Who Christmas special which is on the day after, thanks to time lines and living here in Down Under.
Australians, you see, miss out on a large part of the season. Instead of a white Christmas with snow, we have a boiling hot day where you can't go outside in case of heat stroke. Most carols don't make too much sense in the contrasted climate and instead of snowball fights we have backyard cricket.

Fletcher teleported Duck to a mall that they both knew quite well and the blonde porcupine went off in search of hair spray.
Duck was never quite that great at getting presents for people. His problem is that he can't be all that empathetic when he needs to be. Instead of thinking of what that persons wants, Duck would always buy them something that he would like.
It's quite a curse.
One year he got his sister six pack of men's underwear. Her face after opening it still haunts his dreams.
But this time round Duck was focused. He was going to give his friends something that they want. He was determined.

After doing some serious study on the internet, Duck discovered that 'Chione' in Greek means snow. So he arrived at a store and bought a very large and fancy snow globe that had the nativity scene inside.
In Wikipedia, the word 'dynasty' is either some old TV show or a family of royals. After pondering for a minute or two, Duck decided that the DVD of the show and Lorde's new album that should contain the song 'Royals' were both a fitting gift for Dynasty so he bought them.
Now for Requiem. According to Google, requiem is either a song by Mozart, a movie, a book, or a mass for a number of dead people. A massive box of chocolates it is then!
Mistical and Sam are a nice couple so why not matching gifts? While browsing through a two dollar store, Duck found a pair of mugs. One said 'His', the other 'Hers'. Perfect. Now just to stuff them with lollies.
Duck had no idea what Swik would want. Her name doesn't come up in a dictionary or thesaurus and the mall was nearly closing. Quickly, he hurried through another shop and bought the first interesting thing he laid his eyes on:
A metre long rubber duck.
Now there is no reason anyone would need something like this, let along want one, but Duck thought it would look good in the pond outside his house. So that's why he bought it for Swik...
After Duck had finished wrapping all the presents he had bought, he had a heart attack. He had completely forgotten about Valice!
All shops were closed at this time so Duck decided that he should make something instead of buying a gift.
He got out his scrapbooking kit and started to write. This scrapbook was going to be about the group's adventures with the Unnamed. Even though he couldn't find many pictures of any battles, Duck had a few images of the victory celebrations after and times when they were all relaxing and having fun. He stuck those in and wrote about them and what the group had done prior to the photo. Duck then put a couple a colourful decorations over the pages and named the book: Memories with friends.



Christmas was Dynasty's time where he could enjoy himself. This year was a lot more... action packed. Luckily the Unnamed, who they had been fighting for around six months now, had agreed from the 20th December 2013 to 6th January 2014 to hold back so they could enjoy their Christmas. But from the 7th the fight would be back on. Great.
Dynasty was running through the shop 24th December 2013 6.00pm with £50.00 thinking what am I gonna get them!! He had a list and he hadn't done a single one of them.
Valice
Duck
Mistical
Requiem
Sam
Swik
"Right." he said. " first on my list Valice!"
Dynasty did not know what the hell to do.
Then he seen it. It was perfect.
A make-your-own-cheese-burger maker.
"Yes!"
It went straight in the trolley.
That was Valice done.
Duck.
Something to do with Ducks.
Emmmmm.
He loved the store he was in. It was amazing.
The door of the shop opened and Dynasty didn't really care. He did when he seen who came through it. A squad of the Unnamed soldiers.
What were they doing here???
Just ignore them and get the presents Dynasty tod himself.
Dynasty did find Duck's present. A chocolate milkshake maker that when it's in your mouth it quacked! He'll love that, Dynasty told himself.
This was going good. So far. Someone stepped beside him and he recognized him a follower of the Unnamed. Dynasty moved away and he didn't follow
Phew.
Mistical.
A sword.
But they don't sell swords in a shop do they?? What about some gloves. He looked at the Unnamed followers. One of them had a sword. A machete!! Mistical had been going on about one of them for ages. One problem. How would he get it off the Unnamed Followers? He was going to regret what he was going to do he told himself. There was no one on this ile. He walked behind the Unnamed follower pulled him down and took the sword of him despite his efforts. The follower fainted!
Mistical done.
Requiem.
He hadn't seen him for a while. He had been on another job. But he was coming to the christmas party anyways. He had always went on about smarties the last time he had seen him. He said they gave him energy. -the unnamed followers were on the same ile as him - so he got Requiem a 6 month
supply of smarties. He was nearly done. He ran of the ile.
Sam.
Something to do with twitter.
Sam loved Peter Andre. He had always said how he wanted him to follow him on twitter. He would love that. and Dynasty was kinda friends with him and had his number. He text Peter Andre:
Hey Peter! You know how it's nearly xmas I've got this mate. He thinks your amazing could you follow him on twitter? His name is @samheartmisticalLOL. Thanks. Dynasty. And message him on twitter saying it's coz of me and it's his xmas present.
2 minutes later.
Sure Dynasty!!
Chione.
Dynasty picked up a pick and mix bag for her. He liked Chione. She was canny.
Swik.
Didn't know him that well. Just get him a BIG box of maltesers. Done.
YES.
He went and paid for them and then left the store to see the unnamed followers singing "so here it is merry christmas everybodys having fun!"
He laughed. He was all ready for christmas.



Valice got out of the bus. She had left Roarhaven with Chione in the morning and Fletcher had teleported them home.
It was the 23rd of December and her first day off since she had joined the fights against the Unnamed.
“It’s christmaaaas coming!” Chione grinned and left the bus too.
“And we still need a hell lot of presents”, Valice sighed.
Both of them took out a piece of paper.
“We’ll meet again in two hours, okay? And then there’ll be nothing left on here!” Chione waved with the paper, grinned, turned round and left.
Valice grinned too and looked on the paper.

Chione
Dynasty
Requiem
Duck
Mistical
Sam
Swik

She sighed again. “Well then, let’s go!”
The Christmas market was exactly like it had been last year. ‘Hopefully the stuff they sell here’s better this year’, she thought.
It really wasn’t. The same colorful candles and boxes, decorations, lots of food and hot spiced wine and people everywhere.
Seven. Seven presents.
She went from one stand to the other, looking at the funny and almost completely useless stuff you can find there.
She found the presents for Mistical and Sam first.
For Mistical a gun made of chocolate but with so many details it actually looked real and for Sam an iPhone (made of chocolate too) with not one but three Twitter icons on it.
For Duck she bought a Tardis cookie box, for Chione a flash drive and for Dynasty a Transformer made out of gummy bears. Half an hour later she found something for Requiem, a Rubik Cube, not with colors that have to match on it, but with weird pictures on it like a skull, the entrance picture of TVD and a zombie-Barbie. For Swik she bought a chocolate fondue that looked like a pair of wings.
After she had bought all the presents she went to the library. There she took out a key and opened a locker and took her laptop out.
She then walked to an ice cafĂ© (the same one she had sat in when she’d got the first message from the Unnamed), ordered a coffee and started the laptop.
She took out the flash drive and loaded lots of pictures on it, together with a word-document with a nice text on it and an elf-yourself video.
When Chione walked in Valice was already done with gift-wrapping the presents.
“So, you’re done?” Chione asked.
“Yes”, Valice answered. “You?”
Chione grinned. “Sure”, she said and sat down.
“I think tomorrow will be weird”, Valice said. “With the 25th being more important than the 24th and stuff.”
Chione nodded.
When Valice had been a kid the 24th had been her most favorite day in the year. In the evening she’d always went to the nativity play with her mum while her dad and her granddad “helped the Christ Child” decorating the tree. When she’d come home she went upstairs until her dad would ring a little bell and they’d all sing Christmas songs and gave each other their presents. And then they’d eat fondue. Always Fondue. But this year it’d be different.



So this is the X-Mas post, a little bit to late but better late than never! :D 

Thursday, 6 February 2014

Mistical Future - Dangerous devises!


The woman that no one knew the name of started to curse in multiple languages. Everyone let her curse for a minute.
“What is it? What do you know about this?” asked Skulduggery calmly, “Is it the devise that the revenge team used to try and destroy the stadium with?”
The woman completely ignored Skulduggery and turned to Dirk,
“Does he really have the desolation machine?” asked the woman urgently.
Dirk glanced at and China nodded to him, indicating that he should answer.
“Y-yes he has it” said Dirk
“Does he know how to use it?” asked the woman sounding worried
“He has some scientist that are working out how to use it and they've figured out the majority of the controls” said Dirk. The woman began cursing in multiple languages.
“Uh if you tell us what you’re cursing about then we can curse with you” said Swik. The woman glared at Swik
“No you don’t understand the desolation machine is not something to joke about especially if the Unnamed has figured out most of the controls” said the woman
“Well, is it the desolation engine?” asked Skulduggery
“It is, but the machine is an extra part. It enables the desolation engine to be programed to either destroy all organisms within its radius or destroy everything in its radius”  said the woman
“So by destroy all organisms do you mean that all the organism with in its reach will be killed but the buildings, rocks and other non-living matter will stay intact?” asked Sam
“Yes” said the woman
“So if the Unnamed wanted something within an area then he could use this explosive and kill everyone in the area then stroll around and go get whatever the hell he wanted?” asked Sam
“Yes” replied the woman
“That’s kind of cool” said Sam. Mistical jabbed him in the ribs, “Ow!” said Sam
“Sam that’s not cool, if the Unnamed want’s something here then he could literally walk over our corpses to get it” said Mistical
“No that’s not what I meant!” said Sam raising one hand in surrender and the other clutching his ribs, “I meant that the devise is cool, not out dead bodies!”
 Before an argument could break out Skulduggery asked another question
“How come you know about this extra piece but we don’t” asked Skulduggery, the woman hesitated
“Because it was a top secret project and only the people who worked on it and some Sanctuaries elders knew about it” said the woman
“So how do you know so much about it?” asked Valkyrie. The woman stayed silent for a little
“Well I uh I worked on the project” said the woman, “And that’s how I know it’s extremely dangerous!”
“And the truth comes out” said Saracen
“If you know how to work it can you shut it down or destroy it?” asked Dynasty
“Yes I can, but you’ll need to get me there” said the woman
“Great!” said Duck then he turned to Dirk, “Where is it?”
“In the basement of the Unnamed’s hideout in the most heavily guarded room” replied Dirk
“Typical” said Dexter shaking his head
“So Typical” said Saracen shaking his head as well
“Do you know the safest way to get there an shut it off?” asked Chione
“No, I don’t work in the science department” said Dirk
“Typical” muttered Dexter
“Well do you know any security passwords or where the surveillance room is?” asked Valice
“He dose” said Requiem  
“I thought this room was magic secure” said Valice
“No, we just put the hand cuffs on him” said Valkyrie
“Right” said Valice, “That makes sense”
“So where’s the surveillance room?” asked Dynasty
“On the ground level. When you walk through the front gate after the checkpoint then you take a left and it is the second door on the left” said Dirk
“If we take over the surveillance room then it’ll be much easier to both get around and find the desolation machine” said Mistical
“Yeah that sounds good” said Saracen
“So do you know any passwords?” asked Duck
“Yes” replied Dirk then he zoned out and went googly eyes on China
“Darling what do you know the passwords to and what are they” asked China sweetly
“I-I know the password to get in, to use the lift, for the surveillance room, the meeting rooms and all of the storage rooms”
“That’s a fair few passwords” said Swik, “Are they all different?”
“Yes they’re all different” said Dirk
“Ok so what are they?” asked Skulduggery
Dirk told them the passwords for everything and Skulduggery wrote them down on a notebook.
“Is that all of them?” asked Skulduggery when he finished writing a password
“Yes” said Dirk as he stared a China, his eyes slipped down to her chest
“My face is up here sweetie” said China leaning forward putting her elbows on the table and framing her face with her hands.
“Right” said Saracen as he, Dexter and Sam straightened up and looked away from China. There was a silence till Mistical elbowed Sam in the gut. Sam dubbed over and grunted in pain.
“Stop making googly eyes at her!” said Mistical, Sam just groaned in response. Mistical sat down next to Sam.
“You didn't need to elbow me” said Sam
“No, your right” said Mistical, “I should have kicked you” Sam looked at her in disbelief
“Don’t be so mean” said Sam
“Don’t look at other women like that” replied Mistical then she lent her head on his shoulders
“Fine” said Sam as he lent his head on hers, “But this one was an accident”  
“It best have been” said Mistical in a warning voice. Everyone stared at Sam and Mistical and where silent for a minute. “You do realise that you can continue the conversation” said Mistical
“Uh … yes” said Dexter, “Right”
“So what’s our plan of attack going to be?” asked Chione
“After seeing that I'm glad that I'm not in any relationship” whispered Saracen
“Ditto” replied Dexter
“Ditto again” said Fletcher
“Well since we have the codes we might be able to put on discuses and pass for a follower” said Swik
I'm not putting on any costume” said Skulduggery, “I like my suit”
“Uh you can be out prisoner?” said Requiem
Skulduggery grunted at this.
“Oh if we’re going in I vote for Sam to be the I.T. guy!” said Mistical, “He’s great at techno stuff and he could probably control the cameras and lead us where we need to go”
“Ok Sam’s the I.T. guy” said Dynasty
“I think that only half of us should go or we should split up into groups and go in separately” said Valice, everyone nodded at this
“If we’re in small groups then we will be less likely to be detected and we will be able to go after both the machine and the Unnamed” said Chione
“We could also have a decoy group” said Valkyrie
“That means that there will be three groups of five” said Skulduggery
“That’s including if I go” said China, Skulduggery nodded
“Yes your right” replied Skulduggery
“But Sam will be staying in the surveillance room so it will be two groups of five and one group of four” pointed out Mistical
“Right my mistake” said Skulduggery
“Ha you admitted you mad a mistake” said Valkyrie
“No, I just counted the number of people then divided by three, and that resulted in three groups of five” said Skulduggery simply, “And Sam can be a part of another group till he gets into the room and gets set up” Valkyrie crossed her arms, obviously not happy with Skulduggery’s answer but she didn't say anything
“So now the main question is who’s going to be in each group?” said Dexter
“I have to go to the machine” said the woman
“We know that” said Sam, “But I think that she should be a group of five because the might need an extra hand helping her with destroying it and we need at least three people defending her if needed”
“I agree, dose anyone disagree to that?” asked Skulduggery, no one objected, “Saracen it might be good if you go with that woman, your knowledge may be useful for an early warning. You too Fletcher you might be handy especially if we can move the thing” Saracen nodded.
“Right” said Fletcher, “But why am I never in the fights”
“Because your too important to us” said Valkyrie
“Yeah Ok, whatever” said Fletcher
“Oh uh don’t you think that five people taking on the Unnamed and Vile is flirting with death?” asked Swik
Skulduggery hesitated, “Right yes, that might be a bit too dangerous”
“But there has to be more than one person being the diversion otherwise they would suspect something” said Valkyrie
“What about two people?” asked Mistical grinning
“Two is good” said Skulduggery
“Well then Swik and I will be the diversion” said Mistical, “You guys just need to get in first then Swik can fly over and land right in the middle of their base carrying me”
“That might work” said Saracen
“Yeah we’re fast and agile plus we have bullet protection” said Mistical
“Bullet protection?” asked Duck
Mistical tugged on her coat, “Bullet proof” she said while tugging it
Swik extended her wings, “Bullet proof” said simply  Swik as she thumbed towards her wings.
“And we might need to divide the Unnamed attack force group in two, in order to avoid suspicion” said Dexter
“Ok now we just need to sort out who’s going in to the machine and who’s going to fight the Unnamed” said Dynasty





Sorry that it's long! I guess that I wanted to get out a heap of writing. Um you guys can sort out who's in what group, so there's the machine group and two groups fighting the Unnamed. Sorry that my characters when solo or in pairs, I was honestly thinking of how they could contribute and the logic of having more that five people take on the Unnamed and Vile. Yeah I hope that it was a good start for 2014! And if not or yo feel like something needs to change e.g. my maths was off and I calculated the wrong number or something. BTW I counted 15 people in case you do want to check my maths.