CROSSOVER
Sherlock looked at his clock, impatient. Where was he? He was late. Finally they had arranged a meeting, a meeting with the guy that had called his attention in a way so subtle it took the detective a week just to find his name.
But he had no face; in none of the archives he found a picture of the guy. But he did find a lot of information. The guy was a criminal mind. However there was no evidence to prove his guiltiness and he hadn't been very active in the crime field these last months. When Sherlock was almost giving up he was contacted, a meeting at the pool, 8:00 pm, was suggested. The detective was curious of course, because even with his research, he couldn't find a motive the criminal would want to talk to him and that killed him on the inside.
On the other side of the pool, a door opened slowly, Sherlock saw a part of a suit and stopped breathing for a moment. But when the individual entered the room he couldn't be more surprised or disappointed.
A 15 year old boy stood there, probably waiting for the detective to speak, he had dark hair just like Sherlock, they shared the same pale skin and noble port too, the only differences were the height, the age, the eye colour and the fact that one had curly hair and the other did not.
"Hello, Mr Holmes." Greeted the 15 year old criminal with a strong Irish accent. "I'm Artemis Fowl II"
Sherlock put himself together and sustained the boys dark blue eyes with his own.
"Tell me, Mr Fowl, what is happening in Ireland? Suddenly all criminal masterminds are coming from there."
Artemis gave him his vampire smile.
"I quit this job some time ago, Mr Holmes, you know that."
"You don't fool me, Fowl."
"I need your help, Mr Holmes, that's all."
Artemis made a pause, Sherlock's grey orbs followed the boy as he walked to the left .
"Do you believe in fairies, Mr. Holmes?