My first Sherlock fanfic :]

Put a lot of work into this but it is still sadly in the planning stage, so there may be a few gaps between updates. The prologue is just to get you interested, so let me know if you are ;)

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Underground– Prologue

March 16th – 00:37am

Katherine Jacobs walked slowly down the uneven pathways of Adilade Road, her high heels clacking against the pavements and causing her to totter and sway, unable to walk straight. The cheap plastic jewellery that hung heavily around her neck jangled dully, mixing almost harmoniously with the gentle chicks of her metal bracelets and the rustling of the loose sequins on her revealing purple top. The band performing at the Enterprise pub had been right up her alley and had perhaps caused her to be a tad more frivolous and generous than usual.

She was wet and cold, dirt clinging to her clothing as the rain fell harshly on her bare arms and she inwardly cursed herself for forgetting her umbrella again! Her mind felt foggy, her eyes were heavy and she wanted nothing more than to get back to her cozy bed and sleep.

'oh shit...'even in her drunken stupor she become conscious of the fact that it was much later than she thought it would be. But all worried thought, drunken or not, was silenced by a sight that at that moment looked like heaven. 'Food & Wine: Open 24 Hours' Katherine's stomach growled angrily and she didn't even try to resist the urge to run in and buy the most addictive, tasty, heavenly food she could think of.

5 minutes later and Katherine found herself plodding along the street towards the underground, munching on a bag of Doritos and humming happily to herself. Her plan of getting laid hadn't really worked out as she had hoped but who was she to complain right now...

Well she had every reason to complain, the trains may have stopped running, which would leave her with a very long walk home... or call a cab... No harm in checking anyway.

Throwing her empty crisp packet in a bin, she headed down the steps to the underground station of Chalk Farm. The sound of her heels began to echo around her as he headed for a ticket machine. 'Switched off...'She groaned 'Great...' She span around angrily, almost losing her balance in doing so, and after righting herself she huffed, staring around her.

The station was completely deserted, unusual. She was about to leave when a sound caught her ear. Below the echoing clacks of her shoes, she could hear something. A whimpering sound... like someone crying.

"...hello?" Katherine frowned. The quiet crying had stopped abruptly... 'this is eerie...' She glanced at the stalls in front of her, normally requiring a card to open, now they were unmanned, someone could easily jump over the top. Katherine considered it for a moment, before shaking her head. 'don't be stupid.'

Just as she turned around to head back out, a voice stopped her. Echoing up from the platforms, she could hear it "Help" It was faint but it was there...

Her heart began to pound she slid not-so-elegantly over the top of the stalls and she headed down the still escalators towards where the noise had come from. "is... is someone there?"

She reached the bottom of the escalators and stopped, the lights down here had been switched off, the light from above barely reached her. Running a hand through her short dyed hair, she wanted so badly to turn back, but once again the quiet voice stopped her. "Hello?" it said, "can you help me..."

"Where are you?" Katherine called out nervously into the darkened halls.'This is insane! Why am I down here!' Quickly she grabbed her phone, switching on the torch attachment and shining light around her, inwardly sighing in relief.

"Please help me..." Katherine followed the voice, out onto one of the platforms.

There, on the tracks, was a woman. Blonde hair down to her shoulders, that might once have been shining was matted and greasy. Her clothes were filthy, as if they hadn't been changed in weeks. And her cheeks were glistening from fresh tears. She stared into the light, relief flooded her features as she realised someone was here.

Katherine immediately sobered up and rushed forward, jumping down onto the tracks she made her way over to the woman. She placed her hands on the others' shoulders in what she hoped was a comforting way. It seemed to be enough as the woman's arm latched around Katherine's neck, her crying back with full force. "Thank you. Please get me out of here, please" The woman begged, "you have to get me out of here, please!"

"okay, calm down" She wrestled the woman's arm off her and held her firmly by the shoulders, looking her straight in the eyes "everything's going to be fine. What's your name?" She asked, hoping to distract the woman for a moment, as she looked down. One of her wrists was handcuffed to the rails of the track, red and bloodied from where the hard metal had been rubbing against it... but that wasn't right. The trains only just stopped. She can't have been down here long...

"Amy" The woman sniffed, trying to get a hold of herself. "Amy Baker"

"Okay Amy, my name's Katherine. I'm going to get you out of here okay?" She leaned down to get a closer look at Amy's wrist.

"Hurry..." Katherine felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end and she froze. Something new was here.

Footsteps echoed through the darkness. The air around her suddenly felt very cold, and she couldn't help but shiver. Fear increased with every breath she took, and Amy's whimpering returned, only making the whole situation more and more terrifying.

"Oh Amy, you lucky girl..." A chilling voice rang out and Katherine gasped in shock, her phone swung around. It was coming from the tunnels. "it looks like you finally found yourself a friend."

Katherine could hear the thud thud thud of her heart racing as a figure began to emerge from the blackness.

"And it's about time too..." Amy's hand had found its' way to Katherine's shoulder, and she could feel it shake violently against her as she herself tried desperately move, to run, anything! She was frozen...

"Now we can start the game."

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March 16th – 06:44am

"Keep that crowd at bay!" DI Lestraude ran a hand through his hair as the flow of paparazzi turned into a wave, and the crowd of distressed Londoners became ever thicker. 'To be fair, it'd be just the same on a regular day… except no dead body… damn it.'

The amount of chaos in Camden Road underground station at peak times on a normal day was enough to put anyone off travelling on the tube for a week, and Lestraude was sure this dead body would have a similar effect.

Glancing again towards the team of forensics surrounding the blonde girls' corpse's, the Detective let out a sigh and ran a hand across his forehead. 'This place will turn into a feeding frenzy for the media as soon as we take those barriers down… and panic will no doubt ensue…'

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Hope you enjoyed :] ta xx