DISCLAMIER: I don't own any of these characters except for Raven (She's my original character). This play is based off the BBC version of Sherlock whose rightful owners are Steven Moffat and Mark Gatiss. And if they ever found this they would most likely have me killed for what I have done to these wonderful and colorful characters. Sherlock Holmes as a trademark belongs to the Sir Arthur Conan Doyle for whose awesome books inspired the 2nd greatest piece of television I've ever watched. 1st going to Doctor Who but still that's saying something at least. If I do get sued for this though I mean I have nothing to my name but my book collection, my cell phone, my kindles, my 2 sonic screw drivers, my psp and my ps3. I am nothing but a poor college student with an over active imagination when it comes to a television series that has an awesome cast. Please read and enjoy. Thank you
Prologue
I've been sitting here at this coffee shop waiting for him to show up. He told me that this was an emergency and yet he wasn't here. I'm just wondering what's the emergency is. I ordered a cup of coffee and took a newspaper to keep myself busy. I laughed as I looked at the crossword puzzle for the day. He was right as usual with the theme. I'll never be able to understand how he does it. I guess that's what draws me towards him. He's forever shadowed in mystery.
I began to reflect about the events that lead up to this and I couldn't help but laugh. It was funny how I decided to get myself into this mess. What originally was a favor to my cousin Molly turned into something so much more complex. But isn't that always expected when anything involves Sherlock Holmes? That man is the devil, always having trouble follow along his coat tails.
Molly was always one to give her hand to those who needed the help. And I'm always a sucker for the underdog. We had sympathy for the Devil known as Sherlock Holmes. Why? Well how could you not feel for the world's greatest detective? He was about to get his world shaken up right when he was at his peak. He was going to fall from the pedestal society put him on a feel the burn.
