okay so i got the idea for this fic from the song My Immortal by Evanescence. ive only been listening to two songs for the past, say, eight hours. those would be My Immortal and All About Us. I have a vague one for All About Us, but it still in the brainstorming stage.
Warning:Character death.
I do not own the characters portrayed by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. thats only in my dreams.
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Holmes and Watson had been on a rather gruesome case. A string of murders, happening within close proximity of each other, in rather the same way, and to people who had things in common with each other. All the murders took place right outside of London, in a ten acre field near three abandon farms. The field was relatively empty, with hardly anyone going into them. The bodies would be delivered back to their homes after the murder was done. Holmes was only able to figure out where they were committed because on all the victims there was a certain type of dirt on the clothes, and the only place to find that dirt in a ten kilometer radius from the neighborhood where the victims live is that field, and it is also safe to say that it would be very unlikely that the murderers would go farther than that field to commit the murders then smuggle the bodies back in the dead of night. It would be too dangerous on their part. The victims had come from a rich neighborhood where the finer people live. All of the victims had been shot, execution style, and they were young people, their ages ranging from fifteen to nineteen years of age. Also they were all children of government figures. So Holmes had deduced that they had been killed by radicals, people who were not pleased with the way the government was running and evidently had been wronged in some way by the parents, at least that is what the murderers think.
The murders happened once a month, twenty-eight days between each other. Holmes deduced that the murderers used one of the farms. Since one of the farms was very unstable and with half the roof caved in, that would only leave two farms left. There had already been three murders. Natalie Hemingway, age fifteen, Samuel Tucker, age seventeen, and Robert Argon Jr., age nineteen. There were only two children of government officials left in that area. Emily Tyler, age thirteen, and Logan Martin, age sixteen. Lestrade was very worried with the situation. The twenty-eight days since the last murder was up and he knew as well as Holmes and Watson one of the children would be taken and murdered. Lestrade called Holmes and Watson in for backup. Since young Logan was a boy and older than Emily, he would be the one the killers would target. Of course he put a guard in Emily's room and Holmes and Watson offered to stay at the Tyler's home too, just to be on the safe side.
Before Holmes and Watson left Baker Street to go to the Tyler's home Watson and Holmes were saying good bye to . After that the called a four wheeler and were off.
"This will be a most exciting night, won't it Holmes.", Watson spoke up after a minute.
"Yes, a very exciting one indeed. At least we will get the killers behind bars and hopefully on the executioners block.", Holmes said with a smile.
"Yes. Taking away a human life, especially a child's, is a most horrendous crime. I just can't see how anyone could do it.", said Watson, with a slight frown coming over his face
"Nor do I Watson. People like that have poisoned minds and dark hearts. When they go as far as killing three children, there's really no turning back for them. They'll just keep going."
Watson was silent for a moment and then shook his head
"Let's stop this talk of death and evil. I'm looking forward to getting this night over with and coming back here in the morning to eat some of 's biscuits.", Watson said, a smile coming back to his face.
Holmes smiled and chuckled at his friend. If only he knew what was to come tonight.
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was that good? please don't tell me it was too OOC. comments=love!