It's my first try on a Sherlock fanfic. Please forgive my bad English and enjoy the story.
A true mastermind
Jim Moriarty wake up in a strange place. He looked around but he can't find any windows. He started to panic when he saw that he was locked in a cubic room without any way to go out. On a corner of the room was a bottle of water and food enought for one day.
He tried to remember how he had ended here, but nothing came to him. He had gone to bed yesterday night and he had slept until he woke up here. He tried to call for Sebastian but without any success. Something told him that this room was sound proof too. For once, his great mind was of no use and this fact frightened him more than anything who had happened to him before.
After the first day, Jim had began to spare his food and water because he really doubted that someone will come to give him more. He just hoped that sooner or later someone would come. Then, he would escape and make paid the one who had done this to him.
After a week, he had no more food or water and he began to feel his end coming. If he could, he would have laughed, because even if someone come he would be too weak to do anything against him.
That's why he believe he hallucinated when he heard the voice. Something in his great mind told him that he knows this voice but he can't remember of whom it belong.
" Dear Jim." Said the voice. " It's so nice to see you again. I hope you like my game."
" Who are you ?" Asked weakly Jim.
" You are no longer the master of the game ! I have let you play like you wanted because you entertained Sherlock Holmes. But you no longer have any interst to him. So, it's time to me to have my revenge."
" What are you talking about ?"
" You have forget ? Let me jog your memory then. Do you remember the pool and the explosive ?"
" What have it to do with you ?"
" Everything, my dear Jim. You see, I don't have liked to have explosive in my chest. But for the sake of Sherlock, I have let you go with it, until now."
" John Watson ? No it's impossible !" Exclaimed Jim.
" But it is. By the way don't worry with your organisation, I will take a good care of it. And on the contrary of you, I will not show it into Sherlock's face."
" He will find out one day."
" Yes, he will. But when he would it wouldn't matter anymore. All I do is for him to never be bored anymore. But, I'm afraid you would never see that. I say you have a few days before you die from thirst. Use this time to remember that in the end I will be always the winner."
Jim scream at this. He screamed until he had no voice anymore. John Watson had fooled him and Sherlock, but what a shame that Jim had not discovered this sooner. He laughed. What a great game he could have played with them.
Jim had lost his mind, but it don't mattered anymore. Because he had found a true mastermind.
End
I don't know from where this is coming. I hope you have liked. I have the explanation of how John had become the mastermind wrote, let me know if you want to read it.
