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."

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28. Chapter 27

Shadow Wolf - Tihana

I reached the English sanctuary a few days after I left. I lost track. Constant moving made it that fast, and going wolf made it even easier. A little known fact was that there were two sanctuaries. Or at least, one main one and a little one. The first, and main, was in London, of course. Everyone knew about that one. The second was in Manchester. I think it was just there so we could mock them of there silly accents. Whenever something became too big, boiled up or anything, or they Elders just wanted a holiday, they would come here. I happened to know that the Grand Mage was here for today at least. It meant it was so much easier to get from some places to here. I neared the door. Unlike the Irish Sanctuary, hidden away in an all-magic town, the English sanctuary was hidden in a shop. A clothes shop, to be exact. Or I could tell you even more, saying it was a second-hand clothes shop. I didn't much like the smell.

I stepped inside, taking a deep breath just before. This was part of my usual routine, trying to keep the smell out of my nose. Normally I did this with Tyrian laughing at me. I missed those days. I came to the counter, and the doorkeeper looked up, raising an eyebrow. “Can I 'elp you miss?”

“Pull of the act. I have a message to give to the Grand Mage.” My voice quiet, warning, the calm before the storm. I stared into his eyes, cold and hard, until he submitted and lowered his own.

“Why are you here? Without Tyrian to say the least?! Have you gone out of your mind, Tihana?”

"Well, at least I'm not making my oh's be an octave deeper." I raised an eyebrow in challenge, and the man blushed, pulling at his collar slightly. “Are you going to let me into my own Sanctuary or not?” I asked, once again impatient.

“Yes, yes...” He muttered, rushing toward the door in the counter to let me in. When he finally stopped fumbling with the latch and opened the flip-up 'trapdoor', I strode inside as if nothing had happened. I went straight to the little door that hid the stairs, and walked down them. The Administrator didn't have to guide me around, she just moved out of my way- in fact, everyone avoided me. They did that when Tyrian wasn't around, which wasn't very often.

I went straight to the hall where all of the meetings were held. Storm wouldn't be expecting me, but then, was anyone these days? I pushed open the doors, quite happy to have interrupted something. The man tilted his head at the sight of me, raising his hand to his visitors, and addressed me. “Tihana. Why are you back so early?” He didn't not mention Tyrian- probably for the best. I inclined my head to him- he was seen as a friend of the family, for now. I did my very best to be polite to friends of the Chase family.

“The Irish sanctuary- notably Skulduggery Pleasant and his partner- Valkyrie Cain -decided to send me to be their messenger.” I tried to keep the annoyance out of my voice, but failed quite miserably. “They say that if we try anything whilst Tyrian and myself are in Ireland, they will be forced to attempt to take us down, Grand Mage.”

He nodded his head, pondering this for a moment. “That, I'm afraid I can understand. After what happened little more than three months ago...” He sighed, waving toward the door. “You may return- I don't want a reported werewolf attack, and without Tyrian, that's almost certain.”

I gave a small curtsy, and left the room.

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