The Fall and Rise of Sherlock Holmes
Watson: New London, May 25, 2103. Subject identified, Martin Fenwick. Parole violation failure to report for crypnotic programing renewal. Other vehicle reported stolen, 0200 from Piccadilly Circus.
A police cruiser was chasing a purple hovercraft throughout New London. In the police cruiser was a compudroid robot called Watson by Inspector Beth Lestrade, who sat in the front sat with the steering wheel. Beside her was a young lady at age twenty-five, who had shoulder-length strawberry blonde hair in a low ponytail, and bright green eyes. She wore a red trench coat, black boots, blue jeans, and a gray shirt. Her name is Diana Norton, or simply known by her stage name Diana Adler, a popular actress, but she had her own set of detective skills. She is working with Lestrade on her a case, since she was involved and she had known Lestrade since college. Now she was already assisting Lestrade in her case against Fenwick, involved in the chase for Fenwick.
Watson: Collision alert!
Lestrade: Huh?
Diana: Watch out!
Lestrade pulled hard on the lever but the police cruiser hit a part of the statue of Lord Nelson's hat.
Watson: Impact registered.
Lestrade: Duh!
Watson: Damage reported has been uplinked to New Scotland Yard.
Lestrade: Thanks Watson. Snitch!
The cruiser continued the chase against Fenwick.
Lestrade: This is Inspector Lestrade of New Scotland Yard! Set down at once!
But the hovercraft would not stop. So Lestrade fired at the hovercraft, which sent it flying down to the ground, knocking down four lampposts. The hovercraft came to a stop. The door opened and Fenwick crawled out while his partner remained in the hovercraft.
Fenwick: Go master! I'll draw their fire!
He got up and ran and nearly stopped when the police cruiser landed in front of him. Fenwick tried to make a run for it, but Diana used her own ionizer to shoot Fenwick and have him tied up.
Diana: Thought you'd get away, huh? Not this time, Fenwick.
Suddenly, she heard laugher, it sounded evil. Diana looked behind her at the hovercraft. She gasped when she saw who it was inside the damaged vehicle. The hovercraft rose up and flew away just as Lestrade arrived.
Lestrade: What is it?
Diana: (stunned) M-M-Moriarty?
Lestrade: What?
Fenwick: My master, your worst nightmare.
At New Scotland Yard, both Lestrade and Diana were in Chief Inspector Charles Greyson's office. As usual, Chief Greyson complained to Lestrade about the damages report.
Greyson: Three downed light standards, extensive damage to private property, a fifty year old acacia tree flattened, and Lord Nelson's hat? All to catch one harmless rogue geneticist? Are you crazy?
Lestrade: Sorry, Chief Greyson.
Diana: Look, it was an accident. We were just trying to...
Greyson: I'm not talking to you, Adler! (to Lestrade) Inspector Lestrade, we are here to protect New London, not destroy it!
Lestrade: You're absolutely right, sir.
Diana: We understand your upset, sir, but it was worth it catch Fenwick.
Lestrade: Yeah! Catching Fenwick was important. We have to find out what his crypnosis crypnotic programming didn't take.
Greyson: Take it up with the science division.
At the Crypnosis Chamber, Fenwick was strapped to a chair with a crypnosis brain-washing machine over his head. Lestrade, Diana, and Watson were in the room watching.
Lestrade: Memo to Greyson.
Watson: Recording.
Lestrade: Chief, the psycho techs explained Fenwick's crypnotic failure on a computer glitch. If you ask me, some warped genius figured out how to fix the system.
Diana: I have to agree with you, Inspector.
The lights in the machine flashed on Fenwick's head, causing him to yell.
Fenwick: You fools! You can crypt, but it won't stick in-Aaaah! (calmly) Ah, merci. Merci.
Computer: Crypnosis complete. Prisoner released.
Watson: Crypnosis successful.
Diana: That was fast.
Lestrade: Get the man an Oscar award. No one that's been crypnotized overacts like that. He's faking it! And we're gonna find out why.
At 221b Baker Street the museum of Sherlock Holmes, Lestrade, Diana, and Watson had followed Fenwick to the museum.
Watson: 221b Baker Street. The Sherlock Holmes museum temporarily closed due to lack of attendance and budgetary constraints.
Diana: I haven't been here in years. Too bad it's closed.
Lestrade: What's Fenwick want in there?
In the museum, Fenwick found what he was looking for, a fake wig and beard. He kicked at the glass cabinet and the cabinet fell to the floor. Outside, Lestrade had just opened the door when Fenwick broke the door down and ran off. Diana fell when the door came down but it landed on Lestrade and Watson. Then they chased after Fenwick as he ran down the street.
Lestrade: Police, halt! This is your last warning!
Diana: Come back here!
Fenwick stopped at a lamp post and Lestrade fired her ionizer. The blast hit the rails to an underground subway. Fenwick leapt into the underground to escape. Lestrade, Diana, and Watson stopped by the entrance while Lestrade and Diana held up their ionizers.
Lestrade: Come out with your hands up, Fenwick!
Fenwick: Catch me if you can, Yardies! Ha, ha, ha!
Watson: Internal directive 12 C. An unaccompanied officer or a civilian may not enter the underground area without prior authorization. Access denied.
Diana: Ah, well, he's long gone by now.
Lestrade: I'm not that crazy. There's rats down there.
A little rat scurried past the entrance, before looking up at the threesome departing for the stairs. Back at the museum, Lestrade, Diana, and Watson inspected the robbery.
Lestrade: Come on; let's see what Fenwick stole from the museum.
They went to the broken cabinet and Diana picked up a small card that was on the floor.
Diana: "The disguise worn by Professor James Moriarty at Reichenbach Falls just before he attacked Sherlock Holmes."
Lestrade: He stole Moriarty's disguise? What do you make of it, Watson?
Watson: External security, infernal alarm system functional, internal security compromised due to obsolete non-shattered proof glass.
Lestrade: (sarcastic) So glad I asked.
Diana: (looks at Moriarty's picture) That guy in the hovercraft, Fenwick's buddy, who just tried to run us down.
Moments later, Lestrade was at the computer at her apartment doing some research on Moriarty. She was shocked to see the info she received, as was Diana.
Lestrade: This is not possible. Professor James Moriarty died over 200 years ago.
Diana: Now I know that was Moriarty I saw in the hovercraft!
The news channel appeared on the screen and a blonde reporter lady was talking about the crypnosis failures around New London.
Reporter: Breaking news. Crypnosis failure shocks New London. Details on demand.
Lestrade: More!
Reporter: Crypnosis, by which criminal urges are programmed by the human psychic, appears to be losing its effectiveness. Confidential sources inside New Scotland Yard blame today's board hoverjacking of the royal craft coach on a crypnotized youth, who's been placed on probation for joy riding.
The screen changed to an old man, wearing a white jacket and glasses.
Reporter: And finally, from the journal of science, celluar rejuvenation may enable dead cells to be reanimated, according to noble prize winner, Sir Evan Hargreaves.
Diana: Hmm. Remind me to talk to him. Maybe he can shed some light on this strange business.
Lestrade took down an old book from the shelf and scanned the pages.
Diana: What are these books, Lestrade?
Lestrade: These are the journals of Dr. John Watson, who has written and record every case Holmes has solved. James Moriarty, professor of mathematics, according to Holmes, the greatest code breaker the world has ever known. Well, that could explain the crypnosis problem. Thank you, Watson.
Watson: Syntax's unclear, please rephrase.
Lestrade: I meant the real Watson, not you.
Diana: I'm not crazy. I saw Moriarty.
But when they returned to New Scotland Yard to Chief Greyson's office to report their theories, he didn't believe them.
Greyson: I'm sending you to the brain techs, Diana Adler.
Diana: But, sir...
Greyson: Lestrade, two isolated incidents of crypnotic failure, and your friend is blaming it on some so called criminal genius who's been dead for over two hundred years?
Diana: Chief Greyson, I saw him! He was as real as you are!
Greyson: Appearances can be deceiving, Adler. Look at this elasto-mask the lab techs whipped up.
He picked up an elasto-mask and placed it over his head, changing his head to an old lady.
Lestrade: Oh, I see what you mean, sir.
Diana: What? Now you're going to side with him? I am NOT crazy! I know who I saw!
Watson: Alert! Stolen hovercraft recovered! Investigating officer required!
Lestrade: Thank you, Watson. Uh, with all due respect, Madam…er, sir, let's see what the DNA scans have to say.
Greyson: Right. (old lady's voice) And quit calling that thing Watson, Lestrade. It's a compudroid, not a machine.
As they left the office, Chief Greyson tried to get the elasto-mask off his head but it didn't.
Greyson: (old lady's voice) Oh, zed! What's wrong now? It came off so easily when the techies were showing me!
But when they got to the scene, Lestrade and Diana were surprised to find no fingerprint records of the perp who stole the hovercraft.
Lestrade: Unidentified DNA? Get me Greyson!
In her wrist communicator, Lestrade called Chief Greyson, who was still trying to remove the elasto-mask off his head.
Greyson: (old lady's voice) This better be good! I'm busy!
Diana secretly snickered at the mask being stuck on Greyson.
Lestrade: Hi, Granny! Er, Chief. Uh, guess what? No DNA or fingerprint records on file. This subject is unknown.
Greyson: (old lady's voice) But that's impossible! Everyone's DNA is recorded in the database! EVERYONE'S! It's the law!
Lestrade: Not if you were born more than a hundred years ago. Or two hundred, for that matter.
While listening to this conversation, Diana was coming up with an idea and a plan.
That night at New Scotland Yard, Lestrade, Diana, and Watson went to the New Scotland Yard's basement.
Diana: Here's my memo for your Chief Greyson; I believe James Moriarty has been brought back from the dead. I believe Moriarty stole his former disguise from the Holmes museum so we would not be able to link his DNA scans to the stolen hovercraft.
Lestrade tried to open the door by pressing a button, but it wouldn't open. So she kicked the door down and they went into the basement.
Diana: In the history of crime, there has been no greater criminal genius. Moriarty met his match, but once. If we are to save the modern world from his evil, we must bring back his most formidable opponent, the only man who ever defeated him.
As she spoke, Lestrade removed a brown sheet to reveal a glass-walled, honey-filled coffin with a face of an old man inside, who was actually none other than…
Diana: Sherlock Holmes.
But once she got a look of the old Holmes through the glass, Diana frowned.
Diana: He doesn't look like much, does he?
Watson: Ambiguous, please rephrase.
Lestrade: You see, guys, the world thought Holmes had lost his life at Reichenbach Falls, but somehow, he outwitted death and Moriarty both. In fact, he died of old age many years and many cases later.
Diana: Well, when we get him to Sir Evan Hargreaves, he should make him young again.
They left the basement taking the coffin with them back to the cruiser.
Diana: Oh yeah, I have one more thing to add to that memo to the Chief.
Watson: Unavailable, file uploaded.
Diana: What?! You sent it already?! Have you lost your halo chips, Watson?!
Watson: Negative. All halo chips present and accounted for.
Lestrade: Get in the cruiser you worthless bucket of zed! You're supposed to help us, not those suits upstairs! Ugh! We're outta here!
The three of them got into the cruiser and immediately sped off with the coffin.
At Sir Evan's mansion and lab, both women stood beside the famous biologist while Holmes was placed in the celluar rejuvenation tank.
Diana: Sir Evan, you're our only hope in stopping Moriarty. Only you can bring Sherlock Holmes back to life. We know your rejuvenation process is still in the experimental stage, but please, you have to try.
Sir Evan: (hesitates) Very well. It is a challenge I cannot refuse. If only to reassure you, I had nothing to do with this villain Moriarty's return.
The three of them approached the tank, getting a closer look at Holmes.
Sir Evan: Good thing he was preserved in honey, otherwise there'd be nothing left to reanimate. Let's see how he's coming along.
He went back to the dashboard and started pressing some controls. Inside the tank, Holmes gave a startled gasp. Both Diana and Lestrade were surprised.
Lestrade: He's... Incredible!
Diana: What did you do?
Sir Evan: I just started his heart, not to worry. But the best is yet to come, if it works that is.
Pretty soon, Holmes was restored to youth and life. Moments later, on the bed, Holmes lay on the metal bed when he first heard Diana's voice.
Diana: Sherlock?
He opened his eyes and looked up into Diana's face. The second her eyes met those bright blue eyes, neither of them couldn't help feeling fascination and admiration. Holmes sat up and spoke for the first time to her.
Holmes: At your service.
Diana: I'm...Diana.
Lestrade, who had been standing behind her friend, decided to speak up.
Lestrade: Welcome to the 22nd Century, Holmes!
A little while later, Holmes was given a small celluar object that he was supposed to eat.
Holmes: You call this food, Inspector Lestrade?
Lestrade: How...how did you know my name?
Holmes: Eyes and brains, my dear. The family resemblance is strong. I knew your ancestor only too well I'm afraid. Besides, you're still wearing your badge. (to Diana) And that makes you Miss Adler.
Diana: (shocked) Uh, how did you know my name?
Holmes: As I've said before, eyes and brains, my dear. You have a strong family resemblance to your ancestor, Irene Adler.
Diana: You are correct. But my real name is Diana Norton, because my ancestor married a lawyer, Godfrey Norton. I only used her maiden name as a stage name when I perform.
Later, they left Sir Evan's mansion in the police cruiser. Holmes was given clothes, a new Inverness cape and deerstalker cap.
Holmes: So, you're having a crime wave?
Diana: Uh, how did you know?
Holmes: You brought me back for more than just my good looks and sparkling wit. (to Lestrade) By the way, Lestrade, who or what is that metallic gentleman sitting in the back with Miss Adler? Does he do anything?
Lestrade: Debatable. He's a compudroid snitch I call Watson. He belongs to New Scotland Yard and reports to them too. So, I turned him off.
At Lestrade's apartment, the news lady was on screen with news about the crypnosis failure. Diana was standing behind Holmes.
Reporter: Breaking news. Crypnosis failures stun New London. Crisis declared. Details on demand.
Lestrade: More!
Reporter: The number of crypnotic failures reach seven. New Scotland Yard has made no comment, but informed sources say the crypnosis program no longer seems to work.
When the news was done, Diana took out a picture of Moriarty.
Diana: There's the problem, you're the solution. Because this is the perpetrator.
She held up Moriarty's picture and showed it to Holmes, who had a look of disbelief.
Holmes: Moriarty? He was laid to rest centuries ago. I saw him myself. The man is...dead.
Diana: So were you. Remember? But I saw Moriarty as clear as I see you.
Lestrade: We thought you'd wait for the facts before you jump to conclusions, Holmes. Maybe it's time you started your re-education.
She picked up a halo learner and goggle-phones, and gave them to Holmes.
Lestrade: This is a halo learner. You put in a vid, and you put on the goggle-phones, and you learn stuff. You still have to think of course, but you should be good at that. (tosses him a microchip) Here, might as well begin with the 20th Century, the golden age of crime. (walks to the door) Diana will stay with you and inform you about things you don't know. I expect you to be fully caught up by the time I get back. Surely that isn't too much to expect of the world's greatest detective.
And she left the apartment. Holmes tried out the device while Diana made tea and sandwiches in the kitchen. She glanced her shoulder over at Holmes, who was a very surprised to learn how much the world has changed.
Holmes: Flying cars? Talking picture screens? Auto learning devices? Women in charge? What's the world come to?
Diana: (chuckles) He's going to have a lot of questions to ask me.
Meanwhile at New Scotland Yard, Chief Greyson was dismayed to learn what Lestrade and Diana had done.
Greyson: Dead detectives?! What's next, Lestrade?! I won't have it!
Lestrade: Then you'll have to solve your little crime wave without his help, or Diana's, or mine! I quit!
She ripped the badge off around her neck and threw it at Chief Greyson's desk.
Lestrade: I'm sure someone in the media will advance me a few million credits for an exclusive interview with the Sherlock Holmes. Especially when they hear how New Scotland Yard turned down his help, in the midst of the Crypnosis Crisis...
Groaning, Chief Greyson tossed the badge back to Lestrade, who caught it.
Greyson: Cut the melodramatics, Lestrade. You win! I'll try anything at this point. (Lestrade leaves) Even expired PIs.
At Lestrade's apartment, Holmes and Diana had already finished their tea and sandwiches due to the empty plates and cups on the table. During lunch, Diana had answered plenty of questions for Holmes when he didn't understand something and now he was busy watching the news.
Reporter: Meanwhile, Galileo City is officially open to eager crowds. Spokesmen for the resort.
To keep herself busy, Diana was reading one of Dr. Watson's journals. She didn't notice Holmes had seen her reading them until now.
Holmes: What are you reading?
Startled by his voice, Diana dropped the book and accidently knocked over some of the other books as well. She bent down to pick them up, but Holmes picked up one of the books and read them. His eyes widened in recognition.
Holmes: These are Watson's books? Where did you and Lestrade find them?
Diana: She didn't tell me. They were in her care.
As she picked up the journals, Holmes knelt down to help her pick them up.
Holmes: So, not only are you an actress but are you a private eye yourself, Miss Adler?
Diana: I'm actress, but like you, I have my own intelligence.
Holmes: (amused smile) Really?
But when they reached for the last book, their hands touched. Holmes and Diana drew back, looking at each other for a minute until they heard Lestrade coming with the robot Watson. Diana quickly put the books back in their place.
Lestrade: Holmes, meet Watson.
Watson: Greetings, human. I am a model seven law enforcement compudroid. I am the property of New Scotland Yard, currently registered to Inspector B. Lestrade, who calls me Watson.
Holmes: Well, there are similarities. The waste line and an unfortunate tendency to overblow pomposities.
Lestrade: Too bad there's not more. Come on, guys. We have a date downtown.
Holmes put on his cape and hat, as did Diana by putting on her red trench coat. Lestrade turned to Watson.
Lestrade: Stay, Watson! See that pile of books over there by the computer?
Watson: Affirmative.
Lestrade: Read-eh, scan them. Maybe you'll learn something. Holmes is gonna need an informed assistant.
While driving in the police cruiser to New Scotland Yard, Holmes asked about the Dr. Watson's journals.
Holmes: Lestrade, Miss Adler told me those books were my friend John Watson's journals. Where did you get them?
Lestrade: Family heirlooms. You miss him?
Holmes: More than I care to admit.
Diana: I completely understand, Holmes.
When they arrived at New Scotland Yard, the trio went to the crypnosis Chamber where people in white suits were trying to brainwash the youth who had been arrested for joyriding.
Lestrade: These psychotics are the only ones who know anything, and even they can't figure it out.
Holmes: It is my business to know what other people don't.
The man was brainwashed and a smile appeared on his face. Holmes went to talk with one of the psychotics when Chief Greyson came in.
Greyson: So that's the deceased detective who's going to save civilization as we know it. I am underwhelmed.
Lestrade: Give it a rest, Chief. He's just starting to figure things out.
Holmes: Lestrade. Miss Adler. We must follow this young man. His crypnosis will not hold and I think I know why.
Greyson: Oh, you do, do you? I am Chief Inspector Charles Greyson, Mr. Holmes. I'm sure you can succeed where New Scotland Yard cannot.
Holmes: It wouldn't be the first time.
So Holmes, Lestrade, Diana, and Chief Greyson followed the man on the streets in their cruiser. The young man realized he was being followed and made a run for it. Then another hovercraft appeared and the man got inside and it flew off.
Holmes: Closer, Lestrade. I must see whose driving.
The police cruiser got close enough to the hovercraft to get a view of the driver through the window.
Greyson: Fenwick? Follow that hovercraft!
Holmes: No, back to the yard, Lestrade. The main computer is under attack.
Greyson: The main computer? Holmes, I demand an explanation!
Diana: One word... Moriarty.
Holmes: Miss Adler, there is definitely a brilliant yet warped mind at work. But not Moriarty in my estimation. By the way, Lestrade, might I suggest you go to manual overwrite?
Lestrade: What are you talking a...Aah!
All of a sudden, the police cruiser made a strange sudden movement. Everyone screamed as the cruiser shot down towards the road. Lestrade tried to regain control, but she couldn't.
Lestrade: Zed! It's not responding!
Holmes quickly pressed a button and the cruiser fly back into the air again.
Lestrade: Thanks for turning off the auto pilot, Holmes.
Holmes: Your welcome, Lestrade. Next time, pay attention when I make a constructive suggestion? I do not say these things lightly.
Diana: Whew! That was a close one.
Greyson: What-what happened?
Holmes: Your police cruisers like your crypnosis machine are all linked to the master computer at the yard. An intruder could not only cause the crypnosis programs to fail, but would also be able to wreak havoc wherever the long arm of the law could not reach. As even you can't see it.
When they arrived at the Yard, they got to the main computer control room, but there was nothing.
Lestrade: It looks like he's been and gone.
Holmes: No, that is where our intruder is!
He ran towards a door and pressed a button to open it.
Lestrade: Stay out of there, Holmes! That's the heart of the computer!
But the door opened and a bright light shined on them. There was a man wearing a mask as his robot was zapping at the main computer.
Holmes: Cease and desist, whoever you are!
The man looked back at Holmes and chuckled evilly as he controlled the robot to attack Holmes. When he pressed the button, Lestrade came in with her ionizer.
Diana: Freeze, metal man!
Holmes: Miss Adler, no!
But the robot fired and, before Holmes could push Diana out of the way, she got hit and she slammed into the door, unconscious. Holmes checked to see if she was alright, then he turned to face the intruder, his face grim.
Holmes: Enough!
Then Lestrade entered. The robot fired again at her.
Holmes: Look out!
But Holmes took off his cape and blocked the robot's aim to protect himself and Lestrade. Holmes leapt down and grabbed the ionizer and kicked the robot, and then he fired the ionizer at the robot, destroying it. The masked man gasped, and then jumped out of the way of the falling robot as it crashed at the spot where he recently stood.
Then the masked man took out a smoke bomb and tossed it over to Holmes. Smoke came out, flooding the room. Lestrade had helped Diana to her feet, just as Watson suddenly appeared and grabbed the two women and left. Holmes followed, just as an explosion went off. The man fired a grappling hook towards the ceiling and chuckled wickedly. He took off his mask to reveal that the intruder was Moriarty.
When it was all over, everyone met up with Chief Inspector Greyson in his office.
Greyson: The mastermind is Fenwick! There's no one else! That cannot be!
Holmes: Sir, I must respectfully disagree. That man is no longer capable of independent thought.
Diana: No! You're both wrong! It was Moriarty! I saw him as clearly as I see you Holmes!
Holmes: Miss Adler, it may think like Moriarty, it may even look like Moriarty, but Moriarty it is not. No matter how much he wants us to think so. Eyes and brains, Miss Adler.
Diana: Please, call me Diana.
Lestrade: Holmes, you once said "Once you eliminated the impossible, whatever remains no matter how improbable, must be the truth." Are you telling us there's no chance she's right?
Holmes: Time will tell, Lestrade. This much I do know and with absolute certainty, we've not seen the last of him, whoever he is. He shall prove a most worthy adversary, and I for one am looking forward to his next move. (to Greyson) You have resignated the computer network with stronger safe guards?
Greyson: As we speak, the crypnosis crisis is over. One lucky guess does not a New Scotland Yard detective make.
Holmes: All the more reason to remain in private practice. (to Watson) What prompt you to come to our aid, Watson?
Although his voice sounded weird at first, his voice changed to the original Dr. Watson.
Watson: My good man, surely you know the answer to that. I am after all your faithful servant, Dr. John Watson. And I shall endeavored to...
Holmes: Lestrade, what have you done? This machine thinks its Watson!
Lestrade: (fake British accent) Elementary, my dear Holmes.
Diana smirked. Holmes pointed to his forehead, rolled his eyes, and smiled.