Skulduggery Pleasant: Death's Dawn

Rewritten to be a better prologue.

Sword Lord - Tyrian

I clicked my fingers, and searing hot flames balled in my palm. I rushed round the corner, to see the Skeleton Detective and his "assistant", strolling towards me. I had to warn them. They didn't know what was at stake. There was a bust of hot air on my neck, and I turned to see a pale, spindly vampire in my face. I recoiled, sprinting towards the duo, yelling something incoherent and probably rude at the same time. The two sprung into action, flame rising in their hands too. I stood next to Valkyrie, watching as a group of vampires launched themselves towards us. I threw a ball of flame into the midst of them, and watched as it exploded. Burning bodies flew up into the air, but there was still too many of them. The Skeleton and his assistant started to launch fire into their pack, burning into their exposed flesh. I snapped out my other palm, and a rush of pure oxygen flew towards them. I launched fire at it, and watched as a wall of flame burnt the group to mere cinders.

"Right, now that that's over, let me introduce myself. I am Tyrian Chase, member of the English Sanctuary. You two are currently being hunted by a host of just of about everything there is. I need a lift somewhere."