DISCLAIMER!

I DO NOT under any cercumstanses own or produce Pokemon. The sole owner is Satoshi Tajiri and I could never hope to compare to his greatness. Also Sherlock Holmes in all forms belongs to the one and only Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and that is how it should be.

Summery

Ok this story is basically going to be interwoven with several other shows in order for a multiple crossover series. So the crossovers are as follows Book Sherlock/RDJSherlock/BBCSherlock/Doctor Who/Torchwood/Pokemon and ect. (I havent thought of any others yet so this might be all I'm doing but you never knoe I might add more.) I promise its not going to be cheesy and it will flow but the real crossing over wont happen with the other Sherlocks for quite a while. Also there will be no Ash nor Red in this story, sorry the existance of bothe the TV series and the manga will get in the way of the real story. Their characters will be in the story (some) but only those prudent also they will be under different names and/or personalities to fit my need. There will also be characters of my own disign that will be immensly important to furthering the story. But I wont spoil it, also forgive me for my lack of gremmatical correctness as well as my poor debatchury of the late 18th century language, I really tried to capture and set the tone. One more thing there will be some minnor cursing but not totally out of control so please don't be offended.


Prolouge

In the world of nothingness an egg appeared and from this great egg a king emerged. Loneliness soon overcame this elegent king and therefore he created others like himself. Through this act Time began to move, Space and Diminsions expanded, and the world became stable. In this place of stars and galaxys a beautiful jewel sat waiting. The great king thought this sphere a perfect place to bring new life and so were born pokemon and along with them came humans. These magical beings created oceans, the continents, the sky in which we walk under, emotions, knowledge, and even willpower. The king happily watched his children, believing that nothing could disturbe this peace; But he was wrong. His 3 chosen children began to fight, each convinced they were stonger than the other. Soon the fighting spread to his children below, the battles were harsh each side destroying the other. And when all looked lost a young human arose to stop the fighting begging all that would hear the beauty of friendship with pokemon. The king seeing this act of valor took charge and locked away his children hopeing that in the coming centuries they would once again treat each other with respect. The king convinced that humans and pokemon alike could one day be as equals returned to the place of nothing and created a paradise where he would watch over his children for all eternity. Knowing that one day his presence would be needed, but intill then he would watch and wait.

Chapter 1: Into The Rabbit Hole We GO!

"Holmes! I say do slow down old boy, I'm not as young as I used to be!" The chuckle I recieced was quite hearty and full of good natured mocking. My friend turned twords me a playful smirk upon his visage. "Now really Watson I highly doubt you have ever felt a day over thirty and besides why rest when a case is almost at its conclusion." I could not hide my obvious confusion at my friends flipent response. "I am truely astounded by you always Holmes, but you cannot possibly mean to go into that wreakage of a building. its liable to fall down upon you." I pointed to the manson in question, its decrepet appearence belieing its once regal past. Holmes's smirk became exceedingly more devious. "Why Watson that is exactly what I intend to do, our criminal Mr. Aaron Dalton is known to frequently inhabit this place. And, if my deductions are correct, he has yet to vacate this estate. Though you would think that a man as insightful as Dalton would of left London as quickly as one can after robbing the National Provincial Bank." I could do nothing more than agree, however a thought struck me suddenly. "Holmes I believe it best to wait for Inspector Lestrade and the rest of Scotland Yard before we transgress any further." Holmes shook his head stubbornly like a dog with wet ears. "Really Watson by the time Scotland Yard arrives our Mr. Dalton might have already escaped. My dear Boswell have you no faith? I know for a fact that you are carrying your service revolver in the right inside coat pocket. Truely there is nothing more ferice than you my dear friend." I could not stop the flush of pride I felt from the praise, for it was quite rare from the man. With a resigned sigh I noded my consent, Holmes transformed before my vary eyes becoming serious in the face of our closing task. "Well than Watson let us make haste, onward!" Holmes than proceeded to hed for the front entrance and like the loyal hound many considered me in regards to my friends rather crass plans; I followed.

Having reached our destination Holmes wrenched open the door, peering inside my friend began to take note of the entire space. "Look there Watson on the floor, do you see those footprints. They are quite fresh, no more than a days dust covers them. Hes here Watson, hidding but definately here." I grunted in agreement. Holmes turned to me once again, "Boswell I believe it prudent to seperate ourselves, we shall cover more ground that way. You shall take the lower half and I the upper, it will make our job of cornering Mr. Dalton exceedingly easier." I instantly opened my mouth to protest my friends brass idea but one look at Holmes's stubbern expression had it dying before it could be spoken. Aginst my better judgement I verbilized my agreement. "Good now that we have that settled I shall begin my search above. Oh don't look so worried Watson you must remember how hard it is to maim and or slay me yes?" I glared, "I find no humor in that statement of yours and I shant comment upon it." I turned away stiffly and walked resolutely down one of the mansions many lower halls. I however did not miss Holmes's sigh nor the sounds of his retreating feet as he climbed the unsafe staircase. I ventured through many rooms and halls, checking every nook for a sign of Dalton. After what must of been fifteen minutes I soon realized that our bank theif was not on the lower floor.

Just as I contemplated joining Holmes on his exploration a shout rang out through the building. Holmes! With that thought wringing fear from me I rushed down the hall twords the stairs. Regardless of the safety to my person I quickly climbed up the rickity path. The scene I arrived to see was that of my friend wrestling with none other than Aaron Dalton. Extracting my service revolver from the inside pocket of my coat I cocked back the handle and trained it on the pair of struggling bodies. Unable to get a clear shot (without risking the chance of harming Holmes) I could do nothing but watch the skirmish continue. "Bloody meddlen 'tective! Don't cha ever give up! Take this!" Dalton pulled back his fist to deliever a punishing blow to the consulting detective but I knew that it would never land. Holmes, being a lightfooted man due to his constant boxing matches, dodged the strike effortlessly. And like a dancer he pivoted on the balls of his feet and delievered his own. With marksman like aim Holmes rendered the ruffian unconsious.

"I say good shot old boy, you are not injured are you? I heared a shout before I arrived." Holmes simply smiled, "No worries Watson it was Dalton I asure you. He was increadibly surprised to see me so he uttered an exclamation on that point. Now I do believe we should haul this crude man down to the front. Less work for the Inspector, yes?" A brief chuckle escaped my sealed lips. Shakeing my head at Holmes's attempt at humor I returned my revolver back to its previous hidding place. As Holmes reached down to pick up the unconsious criminal, a loud CRACK! split the air. I watched in abject horror as my dearest friend of multiple years fell through the flooring. "SHERLOCK!" I shouted. I was moving forward without thought, only stopped by a returning shout. "Stay were you are Watson if you proceed further the area in which you stand will collapse. Please you must listen to me, leave before you fall as well." I stubbernly refused and carefully inched my way twords the vary large hole in the floor. I glimpsed the pale, slender hand of Sherlock Holmes gripping a plank of rotting wood. Below him was... nothing, just an expanse of inky blackness. An abyss capable of swallowing everything unfortunate enough to fall into its clutchs. It almost seemed alive somehow but I returned to the task at hand. "Damnation John I told you to get away!" "And I promptly say nay. I shant leave you here to fall to your early demise. Now can you lift your other arm, if you can manage that carefully I should have no problem in pulling you up." I knew I was being a tad bit snappish but I simply could not think of a better way to channel my nerves at the moment.

Recieving a heated glare in response; Holmes began to lift his limp apendage. Ever so slowly he raised it, getting down upon the dust covered wood, I streched my own hand down into the hole. Gently I grasped his hand a feeling of relief passing through me. We were going to make it out of this hellish death trap. Or at least that what I had hoped, it wasent intill that same ear spliting CRACK!and Holmes's terrified cry of surprise that I realised we were both falling. Down, down into the dark rabbit hole, and as all my senses begain to fade I felt those warm fingers slip from my grasp.


End Chapter 1

Well thats the end of the first chapter and I hope none of you thought it to bad. Expect the next chapter quite soon, seeing as the Spring Vacation starts today :). Constructive critisism is appreciated and flamers will be promptly ignored. I apologize in advanced for any misspelled words, can't help it Word Pad dosen't have spell check. Alright heres an expert from chapter 2!

Chapter 2: Welcome to Wonderland!

(Lugia's Song)

Such a strange dream, almost like that creature was calling out to me.

Wha-what has happened to me!

"URSARRRRING!", "HOLMES RUN!"

"Hey why don't you pick on someone your own size! Let the sparks fly! Lets go FERALIGATR!"

"What! You've never heard of pokemon! WOW! Thats strange."