Sister?
What would happen if Sherlock had a twin sister? I had a weird dream, and thought of this, hope it's a good story... Possible John/OC haven't decided yet, rated T for possible language the way it's written will change, I can never star things right...R & R. Almost forgot! John is 31 Sherlock is 30...the rest is in the story.
Sword to sword, fists clenched, foreheads sweating, the fighters are growing tired.
"Sherlock! You could help!" a voice from the stairwell freezes the two fighters in mid step, swords touching each others necks. "You could have at least... What?" the owner of the voice comes through the door, to see the fighters, frozen in place. "Do I need to break this up?"
"Um...John, this is my sister, Katherine," Says the male fighter, Sherlock. The other fighter brushes her long hair out of her eye.
"Sherlock has said many...things about you, I'm glad to finally meet you."
"Sherlock has never mentioned a sister, have you Sherlock?" John says, a little anger and confusion in his voice.
"Because she hasn't been..." he looks at Katherine, "on this continent for 6 years."
"So she just appears one day? And why were you fighting? With swords?"
"We were bored...right Sherlock?" Katherine says. John looks at both of them, same height, same hair color, same eyes, same personality, the only differences are Katherine's long straight hair and that she's a woman.
"Bored, of course, John you should know that by now."
"Well, yes...I'm going out, don't break anything like last time," John says, remembering the last time he left, he came back and almost had a heart attack. The door was cut in half and it looked like a tornado had hit, because Sherlock had been looking for who knows what.
John had been gone for an hour, and Sherlock and Katherine were fighting unarmed; Sherlock throwing random punches, due to his lack of training, and Katherine blocked and countered perfectly, because of her training in Karate.
"You really should take up some kind of Martial Art, it could save you life, and I should know that," Katherine says, her travels have led to many fights. Then, Sherlock's phone rings.
"Yes? Oh...we'll be there soon." Sherlock says, unhappily.
"Aren't you usually excited when you have to go? That's what you always tell me," Katherine asks, surprised.
"It's John, there...was an accident...and he's hurt, we have to get going...NOW!" Sherlock yells, an emotion in his voice that was rarely heard, fear.
It's short, i know, but if it's good tell me, all comments are welcome, even bad, because you at least read my story, - Kairr