Genre: Supernatural / Hurt/Comfort

Summary: Sherlock acting strangely. What's behind it? John wants to find out. A secret is revealed.

Warning : Wolf!Sherlock

Info: This is my first fic in English, it's unbetated and any spelling errors / grammatical errors are likely to retain it.

Hope u like it and enjoy it.


The Creature

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Chapter 1: Strange Behavior


The night was cold, gloomy and the moon was shining bright. Days in the past Sherlock was different.

He behaved oddly, strangely…

John couldn't explain that to himself. Sherlock had been playing for hours on his fiddle. He went into his room and closed the door for days. In that time he drank nothing and ate nothing. The fact that he still had to get up in the long...

One day, it was late evening; Sherlock came out of his room.

His black hair was tousled and hanging confused face. His skin was pale and he had dark circles under the eyes. He looked like he would immediately collapse. His body was so thin ... so fragile.

He slowly walked into the living room where John was sitting on the sofa.

"Sherlock, you're alright?" John asked anxiously.

"Mh?" He murmured. "Oh yes. I'm fine. Everything is fine. Why do you ask?" Exhausted, he slumped into his favorite chair.

"I am concerned. That is all." John looked at him searchingly.

His dark eyes were closed and his breathing was slow and concentrated.

"You're sure that everything is alright?" He asked again.

The consulting detective sighed in frustration. "Yes, I'm sure that everything's alright and now be quiet. I must think."

Even the doctor let out a desperate sigh.

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A few days later...

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Then late at night, John was already gone to bed and experienced a troubled dream, when he was awakened by a noise.

He thought Sherlock had gone to bed too. Finally, it was late.

It was the sound of light-footed steps, quiet and fast.

He pondered for a few seconds, if he should get up to see what it was and who it was.

Finally, John got up, took a torch in his hand and reached for his revolver.

With trembling hands, he went out of his room and approached the noise which came from the kitchen.

John tried to look carefully into the room and he couldn't believe his eyes.

By lantern lights that through the window he could see the furry coat of an animal. The great creature was like a ball on the kitchen floor. It looked like a wolf.

"Sherlock!" John cried in panic voice. The nature of the ground slowly raised his head.

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TBC...


Yes, I know it's short, but the next chapter is ready soon. :D
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