Skulduggery Pleasant: Death's Dawn

"I grabbed the axe off of one of them, snapping it with a sharp crack, twisting around and driving it into the skull of another. These guys were easy to kill, but we were being overwhelmed. I was almost at Tihana's side again, when I felt the rock hit my head.

"Oh bollocks." Blood trickled down the side of my face, and then I passed out."


17. Chapter 16

Shadow Wolf - Tihana

I glared. And glared. And glared a bit more. Seriously, did Tyrian not know when he should just shut up? I sighed, watching as Valkyrie attempted to stop his maniacal laughing fit. When he finally did recover- after no less than five minutes -he was back to serious Tyrian. With added hiccups. I swear to god, sometimes I don't know why I stick around this... clown...

"Anyway, I reckon we should discuss. We'll tell you what we know if you tell us what you know." Wow. This boy was full of 'bright' ideas. "Deal?" He looked around at us, to be met with a scowl from me. I noted he moved on from me faster than the other two. I loved the effect I had on people sometimes.

"Deal." Valkyrie had said. We all turned to look at the skeleton, who had straightened himself out, saying with the deepest voice he could, "I am dead." I rolled my eyes. Sometimes I felt as though I was already dead, my soul having moved on, and that this was hell. Wait- not sometimes. All of the time. I resisted the urge to utter a non-too-friendly comment.

I looked up to find the gathered people watching me. I gave them a slightly odd grin. "I'm a werewolf."

Next was Tyrian. "Uhhh... Uhhmm.... Uhh..." I elbowed him in the ribs, not even glancing at him. He looked towards me, as if he were to say something, before an idea came to him. "Me and Tihana are English."

Next Valkyrie. "Me and Skulduggery are Irish." I could tell this was going to be fun.

"Everyone in this room, except me, is a teenager." Skulduggery said, a slight tone of disapproval in his voice. I sighed with annoyance.

"Not everyone, you know, skeleton." I turned to him, glowering. "I'm 237, for your information."

He shrugged. "That's the equivalent to a teenager, at my age." I raised an eyebrow, before adding in my fact.

"You, Skulduggery, disappeared for five years during the war." The skeleton flinched. I tilted my head, curious. Tyrian didn't seem to have noticed the way the partners looked at each other. They were certainly touchy about that subject. I made a mental note to investigate at the first chance I got.


"Valkyrie joined you as a partner a few years ago, when you defeated Serpine together." Tyrian said, before frowning. "How did it feel? I mean, getting revenge, after so long?" I rolled my eyes. The skeleton lowered his head slightly, hat shielding his eyes.

"It felt good, all things considered." He muttered, exchanging a glance with Valkyrie.

Valkyrie pointed at me, I fixed her with a curious, yet daring stare. "You are the last werewolf." A smile played on my lips, and I nodded my head, neither accepting or denying her observation. Some things were best left to werewolves.

Back to Skulduggery. "Tyrian has some sort of special connection with you, Tihana."

It was our turn to look at each other. "I suppose you could say its a connection..." Tyrian whispered, more to me than the gathered audience.

I was bored now. "You and Valkyrie keep looking at each other- I'm thinking a conversation between looks?" I growl, eyes narrowing.

Valkyrie's head shot up, and she looked at me with alarm. Skulduggery tilted his head at a curious angle. "You seem to know a lot about people for someone of a race so isolated."

I give him my best smile, which looks slightly creepy with the serious eyes that I've set with it. "Not all of us prefer to stand in the shadows with our tails between our legs." Valkyrie raised an eyebrow, and I turn to her. "Not all of us loose control of ourselves, either."

She was skeptical. "From what Skulduggery's told me, your race always loose control."

Tyrian interjected this time. It was funny, the way he tried to protect me. Sometimes I just wanted to push him out of the way, for him to just let me manage myself. After all, I'm not a baby. "Tihana's different. She's had years to master herself." When he glanced at me, I simply motioned for him to continue. "She's had a special connection with my family for decades. One of my bloodline has never been far from her... Before you brought me here, this morning."

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