Sunday, 11 August 2013

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

Wednesday, 17 July 2013

No idea...

I don't really know what this is... I think I'll write about something Vampire-y and include this... Anywho, opinions would be appreciated none the less!

A gasp escaped my lips as a girl emerged from the smoke and debris, unscathed. Her hair, from the distance I was standing at, looked golden. But as she neared our encampment, I realised that it was white as snow. It flowed to the bottom of her back.

When she had reached us, I noticed how she had styled it in a beautiful yet simple way; two layers of hair from both sides, plaîted(?) and held at the back by a single glittering clasp. No loose strands or wisps of hair -even with the wintery Siberian winds- escaped the hold of the clasp, as if glued in place.

The girl's skin was nearly as pale as her hair and was completely flawless. She pulled up her overly-sized furry hood as if she knew I was staring. The coat was authentic, made of some white reindeer or something, I didn't really know much about animals and their furs.

Up close, I realised that she was older than I had thought. Her eyes glinted with an all-knowing look as she passed. I stared after her in complete awe as she glided into my superior's tent.

Sunday, 21 April 2013

HAI! :3

HAI GUIYZ! :3

So, if you haven't noticed already... I'm actually POSTING. Yes. I have decided I need to get my act together and do something with myself.

Hence the return to Blogland I shall be making over the next few weeks. Because I don't do studying.

You may, or may not, be aware that I have renamed my Blog. Quite fitting, don't you think? It's slightly more original than just 'Skulduggery Pleasant'.

Hopefully I'll post pieces of writing of a much higher standard too!

So, what are you waiting for? Spread the word! Rejoice! Sing to the heavens! CASSIDY CLARIMONDE IS BACK!

P.S. I expect you to do none of those things...

Friday, 22 February 2013

The Undead Part 3.

Skulduggery drove around the area a few times making sure he was gone whilst Valkyrie checked the circumference of her garden. They met at the pier and Valkyrie explained what had happened.
"But Fletcher killed him!" Skulduggery raged.
"Well apparently not, because that was definitely him," Valkyrie snapped. "What about my family Skulduggery? What if he tries to hurt them? He's completely unhinged. We have to do something!" she exclaimed. Skulduggery just sat there, deep in thought. They sat in silence for at least another 5 minutes before Skulduggery put the keys in the ignition and the Bentley came to life. He reversed out of the position they had been parked in and put the car into 2nd gear. "Where are we going?" Valkyrie stared at him expectantly.
"Well the first place we're going is back to your house so that you can release the reflection. After that, we'll need to go visit a friend of mine."
"What friend? Do I know them?"
"No. His name is Vektor Treskov. And he's a vampire hunter."

Tuesday, 29 January 2013

The Undead Discussion

Guys. I'll write more. I promise. But where is it you want this story to go? I need to know so I can plan it a bit more.

Thanks! ;)

Tuesday, 15 January 2013

The Undead Cont.

Caelan reached over to give Valkyrie a kiss, only instead on connecting with her lips, he connected with her fist. He was knocked back slightly.
"Outstanding my love, you've gotten stronger," Caelan exclaimed. Valkyrie brought her leg up and kicked towards his stomach. Caelan intercepted her kick, twisted her leg and pushed. Valkyrie fell, face first, towards the ground but caught herself at the last moment. She pushed herself back up and settled in a defensive stand.
"Why are you here?" she spat. "You're supposed to be dead." Caelan smiled.
"How could I leave my soulmate? Whom I have an undying love for."
Caelan went in for a full on french-kiss as Skulduggery drove up. Valkyrie pushed him away and called Skulduggery over. When she turned back again to fight Caelan he was gone.
"Valkyrie. What happened?" Skulduggery inquired in that velvet voice of his. Valkyrie turned around and looked in to his eye sockets.
"Caelan's back."

Sorry it took so long guys! It's not that good either! Thanks for reading! ;)

Saturday, 5 January 2013

The Undead.

Valkyrie sat up and looked at her phone through sleepy eyes. 3:33am. Why was she awake? There was a faint brushing sound from outside. Valkyrie slid out of bed and put her necromancer ring on. She felt the cold of the shadows around her instantly. Flexing her hand, Valkyrie felt the air for disturbances. She froze then grabbed her phone and called Skulduggery.
"Skulduggery," she whispered.
"Valkyrie? What is it?" he replied sleepily. He must have been in a trance.
"There's someone outside. Come quick." Valkyrie hung up the phone and got dressed. Skulduggery wouldn't be here for another 10 minutes or so. Valkyrie opened her window and climbed out. She felt the air again. Nothing. Wait, in the tree across from her was the slightest movement. Valkyrie lunged forward, using the air to propel her, and landed on a branch pretty high up. There was a rustling above her. Valkyrie climbed the tree. Until a dark figure stopped her close to the top. Valkyrie pounced on the silhouette fell with it, out of the tree. They somehow managed to land standing up.
"Miss me?" came a familiar voice. Valkyrie took a step back.
"Caelan."