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

Chapter Seven: On top of the World, Or Not

Chapter Seven: On top of the world, or not.

Me and Skulduggery ride in the elevator to the top of the building, as this is a complete copy of the tributes building years ago, they had to place a forcefield around the top edge. Not that it matters, after Beetee discovered an easy way to spot and dismantle a forcefield, it became essential learning in district schools.

One thing that has changed since Peeta and Katniss made this roof their home is that someone had the idea to plant a small flower garden that spans the roof with an orchard of baby apple trees off to the side. It is a beautiful place and so high that I feel almost as if I am on top of the world. Almost. Weighing me down is the thought of death. Mine and Skulduggery's, not particularly in that order.

.............

After a few moments of silence, I walk over to a bench, gesturing for Skulduggery to come with me. When he is seated beside me, I face him and ask the question that has been bothering me all day.
"What's wrong?"

Skulduggery looks at me, startled out of his thoughts, "Val.."

"And don't tell me it's nothing. I know there is something wrong. You've been so quiet all day."

"Val.."

"Go on."

"I'm scared." the words are a whisper and Skulduggery bows his head sadly as he talks.

"Skulduggery, listen to me. You can't die. You are a walking skeleton who knows Magick. You literally cannot die, and you're telling me you're scared? How do you think I feel.." I begin to sob, angrily. I hate President Titon. He is just a cruel, twisted man who likes to see innocent people suffer in terrible ways. I hate him so much.

Skulduggery puts an arm around me and I try to control my breathing. I need to control it. I don't want Titus to see me suffer. If I die, I will die with honour, and my own free will. I will lay down my life so that Skulduggery can live. I have to do that. I could never live with myself if I didn't. Even if I think Skulduggery can't die, there must be a way. Otherwise, what would the point if sending him into the arena be? Unless.. unless president Titus just wanted him to see me die. To be next to me and yet unable to do a thing. For me to die to save him.. But if that is what the president wants, then I can't just hand it to him on a plate, can I? I have to fight. But what if Skulduggery is in danger. I can't let him hurt, can't let him die.

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