I do not own Sherlock.

This is not a story. In each chapter I will write an Idea I have for a Sherlock fic with some short vinyets I've come up with, I don't plan to complete any of the chapters or ideas in the Dump at this time. If you want to use any of the following ideas feel free and send me a link.

Idea: Sherlock is a genius but he also has an extra edge over every one else. You see he and his brother are members of a secret society that has discoverd the key to imortality.

Detales: The drug used by the society de-ages the body to that of a two year old while keeping all of thair memoryes intact. The society is small as in only fifty to a hundred members world wide.

Posible plot twist: The society is planing to wipe out all other living humans and start over with only theam

Summery of this chapter: Sherlock has given this drug to john

Warnings: spelling gramer OOC and implied slash. Also It is very unorginised.


The first thing john noticed was that he was not in his room. Second he was not in his bed it was to large. Third the room was a bed room wood walls plush carpet and antick ferniture. He desided to get up.

John did not feel well. His head acked and his stumick was twisting it's self in nots. He could hear sherlock and mycroft arguing.

"What did you think I would do My..." Sherlock's voce faded

"Hardly aceptabl..." Mycroft replide Then a loud crash sherlock yelling but he could not make out the words.

"Do not bring..."

Sherlock and Mycroft wer arguing? John tryed to focuse but the pounding in his head did not help.

"Sherlock...?"

What his voice sounded weird. Maybe thair was some thing wrong with his throht, it didn't hurt. The formaly closed doors opend. Sherlock walked in his face wored.

"John." Sherlock seamed releved? Was he in worse state than he thouht. How long had he been lieing here?

"John...it's fine. Your fine. Its going to be fine." Things must be worse than he thoht if sherlock was acting like this. As he moved forword John relised that sherlock was bigger than him. Not just taller but a giant. That did not make seance.

"No John I did not become larger. You are smaller." Sherlock sat at the edge of the bed. "May I hold you?" How did he all ways know. EH How?

"What do you mean?" His voice was too high piched john relised. "Sherlock? What? How?" This wasn't right he was becoming upset he felt tears welling up in his eyes. He had more control over him self. He shouldn't be crying.

"John." Sherlocks voice was soft but strong. "I- You need to let me hold you. Tell me I can."

"Why?" To his shame it came out a whine

"John. Please." John could never remember Sherlock ever saying please before.

"All right." Sherlock gave him a look."Fine you can hold me." Sherlock was lightning fast pulling down his covers and scooping him up. Pressing his new smaller body into his chest. John felt warmth slide into his body. "Sherlock?"

"I have to john. The new formula makes The change is startaling and tramatic to the body at least it is the first time. You need some one who was of the first generation around you."


I got nothing after that I don't think I would be able to form anything to do this Idea justice. So if you need a way or the excuse to write a de-age fic hear it is. Also If you know any good fic's that John gets de-aged Tell me. Please.