skull on fire: A skulduggery pleasant/ hunger games crossover fanfic

Chapter Three: Just Going For A Walk

Chapter Three: Just Going For A Walk

Tomorrow we arrive in the Capitol. Skulduggery says we should sleep but I can't be bothered to move my lazy ass off this sofa and I don't think Skulduggery can either. So it seems like we are just going to lie here with our arms around each other for the duration of this night. I just wish I could get the feeling of Fletchers lips out of my mind.

I moan and Skulduggery's arms tighten around me. I feel safe here in his arms but I know this cannot last. I drift off into sleep and when I wake up, one of the train attendants has thrown a blanket over me and skulduggery. I smile at the gesture but decide I need to get some air and go for a walk.

I gently pry myself free of Skulduggery's arms and tiptoe out of the train compartment so as not to wake him. I walk down the aisles. It feels like I am searching for something but I cannot for the life of me think what. And then I realise, I am looking for Fletcher, even though he can't teleport this far. I feel sad at the thought that I will never gaze into his deep blue eyes again. I worry for my sister, Ann, and my mother and father. I miss them so much. My dad used to say that I was a smart girl. I am anything but that.

I have been chosen for the Hunger Games, I have barely any survival strategy and I have fallen in love with a five hundred year old skeleton. I can safely say I am not a clever person. I carry on wandering for a while simply because my legs are on autopilot and arrive at the door of the only Capitol person I like and trust, Clarabelle. For a Capitol person, even one originally from my district, Clarabelle is remarkably normal, with only her blue hair setting her apart from the rest of us. She has autism which I suppose makes her a bit of an outcast from Capitol people as well but I have always found her very funny and nice to be with.

I have no idea how she managed to get on this train but it is my guess she just walked on, made a fart joke, and pretended she had no idea where she was. She is here anyway, that's what counts. I need someone to talk to. Other than Skulduggery. Clarabelle fits the bill perfectly. I knock on the door and wait for a reply. I wait a very long time. I don't get one. 'She must be asleep' I think as I turn to walk back down the corridor. I find a tall Capitol assistant blocking my path.

A/N: Sorry this chapter is shorter than the others but I felt a little cliff hanger was necessary. Next chapter will be a lot more interesting I promise! Please Vote and Comment! I just love dem comments:)

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