The Blue Order

Here's my latest FanFic, enjoy!

The bag around Skulduggery's skull was lifted to reveal a room full of men in red cloaks. Some had their hoods down, others did not- but it looked like they all had a blue stripe across their eyes. The room was wide and the ceilings were very high up, shelves lined the walls and on the shelves sat books of every shape and size. There was a long table in the middle of the room that looked like I would host at least 50 people. The lighting was pathetic, so Skulduggery struggled to make out everything. However, he did see a banner stretching across the wall at the top of the table. 

"Welcome, Detective Pleasant," sang a cheery voice. "To the Blue Order." A small, dwarf-sized man stepped forward from the crowd. His cloak was different to everyone else's. It had  blue stripes on top of the red and there was a crest on the left shoulder with some sort of insignia on it. Suddenly the room became lighter, as if someone had opened curtains and let sunlight in. The banner at the top of the room, Skulduggery discovered, said 'The Blue Order' in red ink. 

"Am I missing so something?" Skulduggery chuckled. The dwarf-man frowned.

"What do you find so amusing, Mr Pleasant?" 

"Oh, it's just that..." Skulduggery could barely contain his amusement. "You're... You're..." He cleared his throat. "How unprofessional of me. I'd straighten my tie, but I'm a little tied up right now." He stated as he raised his hands, still tied up behind his back. 

"I'll ask again, detective. What do you find so amusing?"

"Oh yes. You'll have to forgive me, I was in another world going crazy with the Faceless Ones not to long ago, so my mind likes to wander a lot now." Skulduggery flashed the Blue Order a gleaming, boney smile. "But yes, what I find so amusing. Well, it's that this strange 'group' Is called the 'Blue Order' and every tag you put at one of my crime scenes is written in red. And you're all wearing red cloaks." The dwarf-man did not change his facial expression.

"And what is your point, detective?"

"Well, it's ridiculous, isn't it? You're called the Blue Order, yet you are all wearing red, writing in red. It's a it of a visual oxymoron. You'd be better calling yourselves the Red Order or meet in the middle and be the Purple Order. Or you could change your uniform." The entire room. Became an uproar until the dwarf-man screeched for silence.

"Mr Pleasant, we have kindly brought you forth into out midst and-"

"I wouldn't call it kindly," Skulduggery interrupted. "You've kidnaped me, tied me up and put a bag on my head."

"And shown you our most influential members. You know of our devious plans, and because we think you'll agree with us, we are asking you to join us, to help us make our world a better place, to put an end to our enemies. And you know, you will not win if you defy us. So stand with us and watch our enemies crumble." Cheers filled the room. 

"Well, as enticing as that offer sounds, I gracefully decline." Every man in the room began to shout and roar, or they thought that was what they were doing. It just sounded like school children arguing in the playground. 

"I mean, your plans to take over libraries worldwide are absolutely diabolical, I agree. I'm shaking at the thought, look." Skulduggery raised his arm slightly. "But I'd get caught if I helped. I mean, my friends will suspect something if I'm not still where I was and they'll track me here and ruin your entire scheme."

"But no one knows where you are. We took you from your house. They won't be able to find you. You live alone." A random member of the crowd shouted.

"Did you even check my house before you kidnapped me? No, I don't supposed you did." Everyone in the room began to look at each other in confusion. "I live alone, but I didn't say I was alone when you took me." That was when the doors crashed open. 

John Green, you evil man.

So, I recently finished two of John Green's wonderfully wicked books-

Looking for Alaska 

And

The Fault in Our Stars

I was not expecting to like them so much, because I usually only read fantasy...

I was also not expecting to cry so much. Both books were really gripping and I couldn't put them down when I was reading them.

I thought that I would cry more at TFIOS, but that wasn't the case. LfA sent me into a 20 minute weep at the end of the book. TFIOS was, of course, still extremely saddening and I cried for over 10 minutes, but LfA was filled to the brim with feels.

And yet even though both books were written very well and LfA triggered more of a reaction, The Fault in Our Stars was definitely my favourite. It really made me laugh (and cry) at the best bits. At all bits really... And I really preferred the story. I just loved it overall.

I strongly recommend these books and any other John Green books, because they are brilliant. I know I'll be buying more of his work. And a lot of tissues ;)

- Cassidy x

Active blogger coming soon!

Howdy!

I've been ever so inactive for months. But I'm getting my laptop fixed soon. It's only been 11 MONTHS! Jeezo.

Should be up and running for Halloween, though.

Cassidy

Books, JCB and Randomness

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READY TO RAVE... at the local church...

Yeah, so... The video description and name pretty much gives it away... Here's a second video on my YouTube though! More tomorrow!

I'm going to vlog!

I had this idea...

Right. SO. I thought that if I have a goal, like finishing a book and getting published, I'll actually make myself do it. I work better like that.

So I had a book idea, and I'll be writing various scenes to keep me interested and make me want to piece it all together.


Here is a short flashback scene which I don't expect you to get all of at this moment in time-

It was three days before my eighth birthday, and I had punched one of the boys in my grade. That boy was Leith Drovsky, son of Boris Drovsky, and he really had been asking for it. Even at such a young age, I was top of my class in training and academics. Leith was second to me. He had been tormenting my best friend, Zebulon Turia, about his name and his rank in our class. I'd had enough and punched Leith square in the nose, causing a bleed. Vampire blood doesn't affect other vampires so there wasn't any hunger felt as the blood spurted from Leith's nose. My mother had hastily dragged me away before I could cause any real damage, as did Zeb and Leith's mothers. We were rounding the last corner before our chamber when a massive crash and a symphony of screams erupted from the main cavern. Fear shot across my mother's face as she shoved me through our door. If my mother was afraid, I knew it would be bad. She bolted the door and blocked it with the little furniture we had in our small alcove. "Mother," I had whispered, terrified. "What's happen-"

"Shhhh," she silenced me and hurried me to one of the far corners of the room. I was not one to argue with my mother, so I stood and waited as she leaned against the freezing stone wall and dragged her hands along, feeling for something. After a few seconds, she found what she was looking for and I heard a soft click as the wall began to shake and tremble. I was so amazed that I jumped when repeated thumps came from the blocked door. The furniture slid away slightly with each thud. Like someone, or something, was throwing themselves at it. I would later discover that it was a group of Lovac; half-human half-vampire, who hunted and killed vampires as well as other creatures. The secret door had opened fully and I gasped. Weapons lined the walls. Dozens of calibres and models of guns, knives of all shape and sizes, axes, swords, and weapons I couldn't even name. My mother scanned the walls before plucking several knives from their places and strapping them to a belt I hadn't even seen her put on. She slid another into her boot and strapped several guns to various places on her body. She reached for an axe with a blade the size of her forearm and positioned it on her back. There rest was shoved to the left as she urged me inside.

She lifted the end of a tablecloth and pointed for me to crawl under. I obeyed. “Scarlet,” she whispered in her thick Russian accent. “Stay here until I come and get you, my dearest. You cannot leave until it is safe.” My fiery red fringe fell over teary eyes. It was one of the very few features I had inherited from my mother. “Remember, you are a Drakon.” She reached down, tucked it back behind my ear and kissed my forehead. “One of the last of your name. You are a warrior, like your father.” I smiled; my father was our best warrior and was in battle at the time. “If I don’t... Return...” my mother faltered. “Well, if that’s the case. Take this.” She placed a sheathed knife into my hand. “Use it well, my daughter. It was given to me by my mother, and has been passed down from mother to mother for centuries. If I don’t come back, pull this lever down.” She indicated to a sconce on my right and I nodded. The banging on our door stopped suddenly. “I love you, Scarlet. Never forget that. And never forget who you are, sweetheart.” Tears ran down both of our faces as we embraced one last time.

“I love you too, mother. I promise I’ll do everything you’ve told me to do," I cried. She kissed my forehead, and then my two cheeks as the secret door began to close. “Mother,” I screamed. “No!” The last thing I saw was the door to our chamber exploding, dozens of strangers with blood-stained weapons pouring in and my mother, my sweet and gentle mother, ready to fight them all until her last breath, before I was plunged into complete and utter darkness.

 

More random scenes to come! <3

 

Cass