Fan Fic X

Sorry to all the people who can't read Roman Numerals... The 'X' means ten! Andrew, I would just like to say something every important... Doctor WHO?
*Laughs*
And thanks to the rest of my readers... This chapter shall be epic!!!!!

Death struggled to open her eyes. The light was stabbing her. She rolled over and feel off the narrow bed. "Ahh!" She squealed as she hit the ground.
She looked around and knew exactly where she was; the Sanctuary holding cells. She looked at the small wooden cot coming out from the wall and sighed. She hated the feeling of having her powers bound. She looked at the metal door and called out, "Dusk! Are you there?"
The sliding hatch opened and a man looked in. He had sandy blonde hair and eyes the colour of the ocean. He narrowed his eyes slightly. "You be-" He stopped and his eyes widened as a metallic twang sounded behind him. He fell forward and seconds later; the door opened.
Dusk stepped forward and into the dim light. Death smiled happily and touched his hand. "I didn't know where you were? How did you escape?"
Dusk smiled. "I never go the way they want. And the second question," He put his index finger against her lips. "Is my secret."
Death nodded and started making her way through the unusually dark Sanctuary. "Why are all the
lights out?" She asked in a small voice, afraid that others could hear her.
Dusk paused. "I don't know." He stopped waking. "There are Cleavers coming and they can see in the dark, I am going to distract them. You on the other hand, are going to make your way outside. Meet me at the Jeep."
Death nodded and Dusk took off.

Death walked in silence for a few minutes, trying to remember where to turn. Click. She whirled around, trying to see what made that noise. She waited for another sound but none came. She squeezed her eyes shut and took a deep breath.
Arms were suddenly around Death's waist. She squealed as she hit the wall and jumped up to her feet. She looked around for the culprit. There was clatter to her left and she moved right... Straight into the

 arms of the attacker. She tried to pull free but her attacker was much too strong! She elbowed them 
and the person let put a feminine gasp.
Death felt around for a weapon but found nothing. She tried glaring at where she thought she was but that didn't works other. She backed away slowly and gun fire rang out.
Fire danced across Death's left shoulder and she gasped. Tears sprang to her eyes and she bit her lip.
"I've got her," A girl's voice called out. "Skulduggery, here is your gun back."

The lights turned on and she saw who it was. It was Mistical Future and Skulduggery Pleasant who was busy putting his gun away to look at her.
Deep crimson blood was trickling through Death's fingers and she held back a smile. This was the second time she had bled in front of the great sketon detective.

Something blurred behind Skylduggery and Mistical. The blur came came closer and Death saw that it was the vague outline of a very fast moving Dusk.
Something cold picker her up and carried her through the Sanctuary at high speeds. Death was getting carried so fast, her hair blew back.

Dusk's worried face was the last things she saw.