The Purple Haired Craze

Which Concerns The Elders And Home

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Their ride came early, fortunately for them, so they had only had to camp out in the swamp for a night. They were taken straight back to the Sanctuary, who requested an audience with them immediately.

Grand Mage Noxious gave them a glare. "Who compromised the security of this mission?" he half yelled at them. "I am positive that alerting the rebels that we know of their whereabouts is not what I ordered you to do."

The other two elders, Mage Ainia and Mage Chaldean gave them rather disappointed looks.

Skulduggery pulled them out of trouble. "We obviously didn't intend for the rebels to become aware that they were being spied upon. Fortunately for us, however, they did not see our faces, and the necromancers that attacked us will not be able to convey an accurate report of our identities either. Miss Cain here ensured that."

"How?" Noxious demanded.

"She used their necromancy powers against them," Saracen told them.

The Elders looked surprised. "I wasn't aware Miss Cain was a necromancer."

"I don't practice it, Grand Mage," Valkyrie explained. "I want to become an elemental after the Surge, but I have been taught some necromancy."

"Let's see your necromancy artefact."

Valkyrie pulled out the necklace from around her neck. "It isn't mine. It belonged to one of the necromancers that attacked us."

Mage Ainia frowned. "I thought that necromancers couldn't use another necromancer's artefact unless they had been given permission," she voiced, looking a little suspicious.

That was true. Valkyrie frowned, wondering how on earth she had been able to use the necklace without being destroyed by the other's power. "That's correct. I don't really know how I didn't get pulverised by the necromancer's power."

Anton stepped in. "I have read that incredibly strong necromancers are capable of taking control over another's artefact. It is entirely probable that Miss Cain is one of those people."

"Then it puzzles me," the female Elder continued, still staring curiously at Valkyrie, "as to why Miss Cain did not continue to develop her necromancy powers, when it is clear she has a natural talent for necromancy."

"I don't care to become a Cleric and become bound to the Necromancers' Church. I wanted to abandon necromancy altogether, but in this situation, it saved my friends."

The meeting turned to Hopeless after this. "This man was rescued from the rebel base," Skulduggery continued, indicating towards the shape shifter that had taken the form of a rather handsome young man with a goatee. "Hopeless was a Sanctuary official who was captured about a year ago. He has in depth knowledge of Mevolent's plans and wants to continue working with the Sanctuary. He has barely been noticed by the rebels at the base due to his rather helpful discipline and so we are hoping his absence will go mostly unnoticed."

Hopeless stepped forward towards the Elders, who at this point were looking fairly impressed by the outcome of their mission. Despite the few mistakes, they had managed to gain a lot of knowledge. "I am willing to give the Sanctuary detailed accounts of the rebels plans and any other information I can provide."

"Thank you, Hopeless," Noxious dismissed him. "Any other information?"

Ghastly stepped forward. "We are aware of a girl who now works for Mevolent who goes, or at least used to go to our school. Her name is China Sorrows."

The three Elders, oddly enough, did not look surprised. "We already know about this. Her brother, Mr Bliss informed us of this a few days ago."

"Will she be continuing to go to our school after the winter holiday?"

"We don't think so. If she does, however, we will have our agents who are at the school take her in for questioning. You need not worry about her for the time being. Is this all?"

They all nodded.

Noxious sat himself up. "Very well. You are allowed to go home to your families and you may continue to go to EndeAcademy. However, we need a detailed report of the mission from each and everyone one of you by the end of the week. We will probably need your help again soon, but for the time being, you can continue with your daily lives." He turned to Hopeless. "You are allowed to take back your job as a field agent, but I think you need a month off before your return. You are all dismissed."

"Well, that was successful," Erskine said, quite cheerfully as they made their way back to the waiting carriage.

Dexter nodded before looking back at Hopeless. "Where will you be staying," he asked the shape shifter.

He shrugged his shoulders. "No clue."

Skulduggery tilted his head. "Ghastly, do you have space to put Hopeless up with you? My house is full at the moment.

"If Erskine stays at his, we have space in my room."

Erskine seemed a little put out that he was going to be left out again, but didn't complain. After all, he only lived in the neighbouring hamlet, a half hour walk away, and he had spent enough time away from his family this holiday.

He was dropped off first at his little farm and it wasn't long before the carriage came to a halt in front of Ghastly's house.

"Hopeless, this is us," Dexter told him. The four boys stepped off lightly waving goodbye to Valkyrie, Anton and Skulduggery.

"We'll probably see you tomorrow," Saracen called to them as they disappeared into the tailor shop.

Skulduggery nodded.