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