Skulduggery’s phone beeped in his back pocket. He got it out and quickly read the message. ‘HELP. MY LIVING ROOM.’
“Who was it?” asked Ghastly leaning forward to read the text.
“It’s Valkyrie,” Skulduggery replied striding towards the door. “Get Fletcher, we’re going to Val’s house.” Ghastly looked at him with large eyes and quickly got his phone and dialled Fletcher. “Fletcher, its Ghastly, Valkyrie is in trouble. Sanctuary now.”
Fletcher appeared in front of Skulduggery and Ghastly. “What has she done now?” he asked.
“Never mind that,” Skulduggery replied as he and Ghastly grabbed his arms. “Front door, Valkyrie’s house. Go, hurry!” Fletcher promptly teleported them to Valkyrie’s front door.
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Skulduggery Pleasant: HELP
FanfictionAfter finding a nearly dead Valkyrie in her own home, stabbed by her reflection and her subconcious, Darquesse, Skulduggery and Valkyrie are on a quest to stop them both before they kill millions. The mortals are getting suspicious as more and more...
