Hey Guys! This is my first official Fanfiction! It's on Sherlock and Clara Oswald. I wrote this on paper then typed it, but this is a full Notebook page, college ruled, but yeah... Enjoy!
"Well, here we are!" the Doctor exclaimed playfully.
"And where is that exactly?" Clara Oswald asked curiously.
"See, I need to charge the TARDIS using the rift, so we are in current day London!"
"We're stuck," Clara replied as a matter-of-factly.
"Yes, but go! Go! Have fun! We have 24 hours to explore and BOOM! We are back to aliens!" Clara nodded and left. She was at the door and heard a giant gunshot, but luckily the Doctor didn't hear. She slammed the door shut and ran towards the mysterious sound. BANG! Once again. She found the place she needed to be and got to hear the mans' last words.
"Get… Sherlock," he said leaving Clara confused as everything became black in the mans' life and eyes.
"No! Please, don't go! Who's Sherlock?!" She found herself yelling at a dead man. She got her phone out as she felt warm tears yanking their way out. "Hello? Yes, do you know a Sherlock?" She heard a gasp as the words left her mouth. The lady called for a man named Lestrade.
"Hello, you mentioned Sherlock?" said the man on the other side.
"Uhm, yes, I just witnessed a man die." More tears found their way out and her voice started to crack.
"Where are you?" The man's deep voice filled the earpiece of her cell phone.
"Uhm,"she looked around but only saw was and empty alley leading to the street. "I don't, I don't know."