Skulduggery Pleasant: Books 1 - 12. Derek Landy

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СКАЧАТЬ their clothes. They watched her with dark, dead eyes. Valkyrie looked at the man in black, remembered the graceful way he had moved. “You’re a vampire,” she breathed.

      “And you are Valkyrie Cain and you’re coming with us.”

      She couldn’t fight them. There was no way she was even close to being ready.

      So she ran.

      The young couple were after her, sprinting, feet thudding on the grass. She kept ahead of them. She didn’t even have to look back, she could hear how close they were. But she couldn’t hear him. The man in black was running at her side, moving without effort. She tried to duck away, but he reached out a lazy hand, his fingers closing around her arm, and stopped suddenly. She jerked to a painful halt.

      She swung a punch but he moved slightly and her fist connected with nothing but air. She tried to kick and he took a step, the expression on his face never going beyond bored, and he grabbed Valkyrie’s arm and twisted it behind her back and her knees hit the ground.

      “The Baron wants you alive,” he said. “Bear in mind, he did not specify unharmed. Do not try to hit me again.”

      “How about me?” Skulduggery said as he ran up behind him. “Can I hit you?”

      The man in black released Valkyrie and turned, too late to stop Skulduggery’s fist from smacking into his jaw. He staggered and Skulduggery splayed his hand. The air rushed into the vampire and sent him backwards, head over heels. Instead of sprawling on to the grass, however, his body moved with an inhuman agility and he twisted sideways and landed on his feet.

      “Detective,” he murmured.

      “Dusk,” Skulduggery said. “It’s been a while. Still evil?”

      The man called Dusk smiled. “When the mood takes me.” He gestured to the young couple. “Allow me to introduce you to my friends. I like to call them Minion One and Minion Two. You can decide among yourselves which one is which.”

      The young couple attacked. Skulduggery dodged their clumsy grabs and threw them into each other’s way. Dusk blurred and in an eye-blink he was beside Valkyrie, pulling her to her feet.

      Skulduggery lunged at Dusk and they went down, and Skulduggery lost his hat and scarf. Valkyrie stumbled back. Minion One, the male, snarled and came at her. He looked even worse close up. His eyes were dull and red-rimmed, and she could see the bite on his neck beneath his shirt collar. It wasn’t the dainty twin pin-pricks she’d seen in the movies- his neck had been savagely torn open. She could smell the dried blood on his skin. It smelled of copper.

      For a moment she panicked. His hands were gripping her collar, forcing her back, and he was strong. His girlfriend, Minion Two, was right behind him, eager to inflict some damage of her own. Valkyrie made herself relax, remembering the drills she’d run with Skulduggery and Tanith, conditioning her body to relax when every part of her wanted to scream.

      She allowed herself to be pushed back. Her left hand gripped Minion One’s wrist and her right hand came up between his arms to his face. She planted her left foot and dug in and twisted her hips into him, and Minion One collided with her and went over.

      Minion Two snarled and punched and Valkyrie’s world rocked. She deflected the grab that followed, tried a lock that didn’t work then stomped on Minion Two’s knee and shoved her away.

      She saw Skulduggery and Dusk. Now that he could no longer be taken by surprise, Dusk’s supernatural grace and athleticism were keeping him away from Skulduggery’s strikes. He swept out of range of the punches and kicks, and every hold Skulduggery tried, Dusk eased out of before it was even completed.

      He kicked Skulduggery and moved backwards, and as he did so something fell from his pocket. He glanced at it and moved to retrieve it, but Skulduggery held out his hand and it flew into his grip. It was a syringe, filled with a colourless liquid.

      Dusk shrugged. “You can keep it,” he said. “I’ve got plenty more.”

      The Minions were regrouping. Valkyrie clicked her fingers, but failed to ignite a spark. She tried again, and this time she felt the heat of the friction. She focused, curled her hand, and let the energy pour from the centre of her body into her arm, into her palm. Then she took the spark and made it into a flame.

      “Stay back,” she warned. The Minions didn’t answer. She didn’t even know if they were capable of answering.

      The flame expanded into a ball of fire in her hand and she hurled it right at them. And then Skulduggery was shouting something and running forwards, his arms sweeping up, and a rush of wind hit the fireball and knocked it off course even as the flames extinguished. Then he was at Valkyrie’s side, holding her arm, walking backwards with her as the Minions stalked them.

      “They’ve been infected,” he said, “but they’re not lost. Not yet. We don’t want to kill them.”

      Dusk strolled after them. “It’s not their fault I chose them after all.”

      Skulduggery glanced at her. “It takes two nights for an Infected to become a vampire. Until then, they’re innocent victims.”

      “But in two nights,” Dusk added, “this will all be over.”

      Skulduggery took out his gun, aimed it straight at Dusk. The Minions stopped and snarled. Dusk’s smile never left his face. “This is your chance to leave,” Skulduggery said.

      “Why would we do that? You’re the ones backing away. You can’t kill my friends. You are losing this little altercation.”

      Skulduggery thumbed back the revolver’s hammer. “I said we don’t want to kill them. I didn’t say we won’t.”

      “If you fire that gun,” Dusk said, “you will have the whole town running to see what’s going on and you’ve dropped your disguise.”

      “That’s the only reason I’m not putting you out of our misery right here and now.”

      Dusk considered his options then shrugged. “Minions,” he said, “we’re leaving.” The infected couple snarled their displeasure, but did as they were told. They joined Dusk as he backed away.

      Skulduggery didn’t lower the gun. “Tell Vengeous I expected more from him. Going after my colleague to get to me is the sort of thing Serpine tried. Tell him if he wants me then be a man and come and get me.”

      “The Baron is an honourable man.”

      “The Baron is a coward.”

      Dusk smiled, but didn’t respond. Valkyrie stood by Skulduggery’s side, and they watched Dusk and his Minions fade into the cover of the trees.

      

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