It was black, pitch black accept for the odd flickering of lights every now and then.
Two men, one short the other tall walked down the backstreet that they had walked down many times before.
The shorter man turned to his tall companion and nodded sharply. The taller of the two suddenly slipped down another side alley, the shorter one remained still and scanned the area.
Suddenly voices filled the area and the shorter man took a step back into the shadows.
"Why do we always have to take short cuts like this Rach, its scary" a female voice rang out.
"Because it's quicker" the girl named Rachel replied sharply.
"One day we will get raped or mugged and I will blame you completely" the girl that had first spoke groaned.
There was silence for a few seconds, all of a sudden the shorter man walked out of the darkness and into the light.
He tilted his head to the side where the voices had been heard.
"Perfect timing, as always" the man said in a bitter sweet voice as he tapped the watch on his wrist.
The two girls had stopped walking and were staring at the man.
"Hannah, isn't it?" he didn't so much as ask, more of stated.
"How do you know my name?" Hannah replied.
The man's mouth curled into a smirk, it was almost a laugh.
"Don't be confused, dear Hannah" the man replied mockingly.
"Who are you? What do you want?" Hannah shouted out of nerves.
"Jim Moriarty... hi" he answered not a trace of kindness in his voice.
"You didn't answer my question, what do you want?" Hannah asked nervously, as she watched the man walk a step closer to them.
His eyes darted between the two of them but lingered on Rachel a fraction longer.
Moriarty laughed.
"It's not so much what I want. More of what someone else wants" he said reverting back to a high pitch voice.
"You don't make any sense" Hannah snapped half angry and confused, half petrified.
"How old are you both?" Moriarty asked his smirk now returning.
Hannah hesitated, as if considering lying but she thought there was no point.
"I'm 16" she replied quickly, as if embarrassed by age.
Moriarty laughed,
"Is that all...is that all" he said between laughs "And what about you...Rachel, how old are you?"
"I'm 19" she answered bluntly.
"Interesting, interesting" Moriarty said putting his hands behind his back and biting his lip which was still plastered into a smile.
Hannah took a step backwards.
"No, no" Moriarty said suddenly "Don't move away, move closer"
Hannah inhaled sharply.
"Come on now, don't be scared. Daddy won't bite" Moriarty grinned taking a step forward.
"Just tell me why you're here" Hannah said shakily.
"I'm here because someone doesn't want your little heart to carry on beating" Moriarty replied his face the picture of innocence.
Hannah's mouth opened slightly and her breathing was now more uneven than before.
She reached an arm out to Rachel as if to use her as a shield.
Rachel didn't protest.
"It's no good trying to hide Hannah, because I will always find you" Moriarty smirked.
His facial expression was a mask of pure delight. It was clear he was enjoying every second of torment.
"Why would someone want her dead?" Rachel asked her voice not a trace of nervousness in her voice.
Moriarty clicked his tongue as if thinking for a suitable response.
"What does your mummy and daddy do for a living... Hannah?" he mocked, the tone of his voice still contained the irritating sense of enjoyment.
"My mum is a shop assistant and my dad is a sales director" she replied, her voice now broken and Rachel could feel her hand shaking on her arm as she still carried on trying to hide from Moriarty.
"Oh, now, I don't think that's quite true" Moriarty said rocking backwards and forwards on the heels of his gleaming Gucci shoes.
"Stop playing games with me and just tell me what's going on" Hannah tried to sound angry in an attempt to sound like a threat but she failed completely.
"Being angry doesn't help" Moriarty said blankly taking another step towards the two girls.
"Just tell her" Rachel sighed.
"Your dad isn't a sales director. He's a delinquent" Moriarty said sharply, his voice had changed, it was deeper, harsher. His eyebrows were knitted into a frown and his lips were pressed so tightly together they were hardly visible.
"A... a what?" Hannah stuttered, clearly scared of asking what the word meant as it was clear that the man had little, if any patience and was in no mood for talking.
"IT MEANS" he shouted, "he owes money... he's been a bad boy" his smirk now reappearing.
Hannah didn't reply, she didn't even make a sound.
"What's that got to with me?" Hannah asked.
"Well, my dear...if he can't pay we take the only thing priceless to him that we can take and that would be your life" his grin was now nearly to his ears.
Hannah was shaking so badly now that she was close to collapsing.
"So, are we ready to die, anything you want to say, any final words?" Moriarty mocked.
Hannah didn't do anything just stood staring at him.
"Rachel, any final words for your... friend?" Moriarty asked, one of his eyebrows rose.
Rachel sighed and turned towards Hannah.
"She isn't my friend "Rachel replied blankly.
Hannah frowned up at who she thought was her friend; she let her hand slip down to her side.
"I don't understand..." Hannah stuttered.
"What is there to understand. I am not your friend" Rachel snapped.
"Yes we are, you-"
"Guess what. I lied" Rachel said bluntly.
Hannah lost control of her emotions and tried making a run for it.
Moriarty clicked his fingers and a red dot appeared on the side of Hannah's head, she stopped running to see where the light was coming from, but before she could so much as turn her head a shot was fired and aimed perfectly.
Rachel watched as she collapsed to the floor, she heard laughter and turned her head to Moriarty who was grinning at her.
"I love this. Playing all these games" Moriarty said walking slowly over to Rachel who was watching him carefully.
"I know you do, I'm in most of them" Rachel replied, a smile appearing on her face.
"And you love it" Moriarty grinned stopping a few inches away from her.
Someone appeared behind Moriarty.
"Beautiful shot Seb" Rachel smirked at the man who had just joined.
"I know, almost as beautiful as your lovely acting skills" he laughed slightly appearing by Moriarty's side.
Moriarty stuck an arm out and hit Sebastian in the stomach.
"Stop flirting. It's annoying me" Moriarty said sternly.
"I wasn't flirting boss, I just-"
He got cut sort as Moriarty interrupted,
"If you argue with me there will be more than one murder tonight"
Sebastian knew him well enough to know when he was pushing him too far.
"Now let's go"
Sebastian nodded and started walked away.
Rachel remained where she was
"I said let's go" Moriarty said his voice now sharper and his patience was wearing incredibly thin.
Rachel sighed and walked after him.
The three walked away in silence.
