Hey again. This is something that I've really wanted to do for a while. I know that it's not really the norm, but I stand by this story and every story I write. I hope that you all enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. If you're wondering why I'm posting this today rather than yesterday on Valentines Day, it's because today is my birthday! Yay! Another year older! Anyway, I own nothing, enjoy the story!

The Random Writer 4.0

Chapter 1

Valkyrie's POV

I could see Skulduggery and Fletcher standing in the middle of an intricately drawn symbol, talking to one of the Red Witches. They seemed to be ok, but I needed to get them out immediately, or at least before someone noticed that something was wrong.

Seeing that the Witch was turned away from me, I crept up behind her, thinking that I would have the element of surprise. Unfortunately for me she already knew I what I was planning as she caught me with a blast of magic that knocked my head into the cave wall. I groaned as I felt along the back of my head and pulled my hand back to see that it was covered in blood. I tried to summon a flame in my hand, but I was too disoriented. The Witch appeared in front of me and backhanded me before lifting me by my throat against the wall. Dimly I could hear Skulduggery and Fletcher yelling as I gasped for breath.

The Witch leaned closer to me and ran a hand down my face in an almost comforting, motherly way. "Oh, dear. It seems that your poor boys are getting themselves very worked up over something." She smirked slightly while tightening her grip on my neck. "I think that it might be about you. Obviously you're the most important thing in the world to them. I do wonder, however will the Great Skeleton Detective be able to survive this war without his precious little sidekick?" Leaning away I heard her start to chant something in Latin. The lights seemed to dim before shining brightly, then going out completely as I passed out.

Fletcher's POV

I stared in horror at the place where Valkyrie had been standing only seconds ago. The women I was still in love with had vanished before our eyes. Well, technically your eyes, and Skulduggery's eye sockets. Damn it! Now is not the time to get into specifics.

"What did you do to her?" Skulduggery questioned tensely. The evil woman who had taken Valkyrie turned towards us with a cruel glint in her eye that destroyed any beauty she might have had. She started walking towards the symbol until she was standing at the line that kept us imprisoned.

"Well, I decided to send precious little Valkyrie somewhere where she will suffer greatly. She will never remember any of you. After all, she won't have the same life as she did here."

I could practically feel Skulduggery's frown. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" He spat.

The woman smirked. "You're a detective. Surely you can figure it out."

Skulduggery tilted his head in what seemed to be thought. "Did you know that sparrows fly south for the winter?" A confused look appeared on the Witch's face before Skulduggery's fist flew out, catching her in the jaw. She spun and hit the floor, unconscious. Gripping the necklace around her neck Skulduggery crushed it in his fist before marching out of the cave.

Hurrying to catch up with him, I tapped him on the shoulder, causing him to freeze. He turned to me and I guessed that he was giving me a 'What is it?' look. "What are we going to do about Valkyrie? I mean she could be anywhere-"

"I think know where she was sent."

I blinked. "Really? Where is she then? Let's go get her!"

He let out a resigned sigh as he turned to walk up the steps to freedom. But before he did he said something that made me pale instantly. "Let me rephrase that. I think know when she was sent."

England, Saint Mungo's 1974

"Congratulations Lord and Lady Black. You have a healthy pair of twins."

Orion Black furrowed his brow in confusion from his seat beside his wife's bed. "Twins? We were told weeks ago that Walburgla was pregnant with only one child."

The healer's face showed his surprise, but before he could say anything a small cry was let out from the two baskets at the foot of the bed. Wordlessly the healer bent down, scooping up a baby in each arm. He handed the small boy to his father and the girl to her mother. Both parents gazed down at the tiny creatures in amazement. The small girl let out a gurgle before her large, doe-like eyes opened. Her mother could do nothing more than stare down into her daughter's beautiful grey eyes. They were a shade darker than Walburgla's slate grey eyes, rimmed with the same color as Orion's dark, almost black, eyes. Tuffs hair, which Walburgla knew would grow to be curly and black, stuck out of her head at odd angles.

The small boy looked similarly up at his father, his lighter eyes curiously examining the older man's face. Orion could easily see that his son would grow up to be a handsome young man, and would no doubt become quite the lady's man. Glancing over at his wife he could see in her eyes just how much she already adored the little girl in her arms.

"What name do you choose for our daughter, Wife?" Orion asked her. They had had an agreement. If they had a daughter then Walburgla would name her and if they had a son Orion would name him. Peering down at the small girl in her arms, one name kept popping into her mind, over and over again. She looked back at her husband who was cradling their son as if he was the most precious thing in the world. Letting a rare, genuine smile slip onto her face she answered. "You first, Husband."

Allowing a huge smile to escape onto his face Orion looked back down at his beautiful first-born son. "Sirius Orion Black."

"A handsome name for a handsome boy." Orion's grin widened at her words. "And what have you decided to name our beautiful girl?"

Walburgla gazed back down at her daughter, feeling her heart swell at the though of having such a gorgeous daughter, when she was sure that she would never have one. "Valkyrie Elizabeth Black."