Detective's Daughter

by Helen Nurse

Caterina Karpov was born at St. Bartholomew's Hospital in London, and her dad is some sort of detective. At least, that's what she was told by Irene Adler. Now that she's run away to London, the teen-aged genius must find her own way and learn of her past. It just won't be the past that she's expecting.

1. Caterina's Journal August 5-7, 2030

August 5, 2030

I talked to Miss Adler again today. Once again she's told me that she'll never tell me who my parents are. Ever since I turned eighteen she's been like this. I wanted at least a name that I could use to go from, at least as a starting point. But noooo, I'll just have to hack into her files to search for my parents.

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August 7, 2030

Guess what? I don't exist! There is no record of Caterina Karpov in any government database on this earth. And I can hack anything without being detected. I guess I'll just have to use what I do know and go from there:

The name I grew up with under Miss Adler's care is Caterina Karpov. I am eighteen years old. I was born on the twelfth of July in 2012. I was raised by The Woman, aka. Irene Adler. The only thing she told me is that I was thrust upon her as a baby, and she won't mention my father's name. All that I know is that he's a british detective, and I was born in London at 's Hospital.

Now, a little background on myself. I have short, curly brown hair, pale skin, and steel grey eyes. I have high cheekbones, wide forehead, and a pointy chin. I am five foot six, I play the violin, and I was raised in America.

I am extremely athletic with the reflexes and body of a dancer. I could have made a career as a professional ballerina, if I could stand being in a room full of average brain powered people.

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I don't own Sherlock.