Hello! New fiction, a collabation with a friend of mine who is writing a sister piece called The Angel. They will link in together.
p.s. This gets updated every Monday minimun!
15th January 2012
"Let me give you a let more incentive. Your friends will die if you don't." Sherlock's expression turned into a look of confusion
"John" said Sherlock clutching on to moriarty's coat, dangling him over the edge of Bart's roof.
"Not just john," Moriarty paused and whispered, "Everyone"
"Mrs hudson?"
"Everyone." Moriarty repeated staring at sherlock, not blinking just shaking his head.
"Lestrade?"
"Three bullets, three gunmen, three victims." Sherlock's face was turning pale at the thought of what the mad consulting criminal had suggested. "There's no stopping them now!" He said with a wide grin on his mouth as Sherlock pulled him up.
Moriarty drew close to sherlock's ear and whispered. "Or even a certain little gamer, Unless my people see you jump!"
26th June 2010
"Bachelor or master?" not looking up from the microscope he was looking though at the blood sample beneath, Sherlock asked me just after came though the door to the Bart's mortuary. I, froze in the doorway blocking the way in to Molly, who walked into me, which made us both fall on to the floor. I quickly got up and brushed down my black business skirt down before adjusting my blouse and turning to Sherlock, who hadn't looked up from the microscope.
"Master, How did you know? "
"Your skirt, re-hemmed at least 4 times, so second hand or hand down, Blouse cheap but durable, so not paid much, but when you came in you had your head held up with good posture, so rich family with good manners, You scanned the room quickly, so smart but not genius, was in university but on a course that jobs don't care about. So Media or Gaming. Not media, why would a media student come to a mortuary. So must be Gaming.
"That's impressive but I could have been a Doctor of Gaming." I retorted, Yes, i was impressed by his 'deduction', I almost done a doctorate as well!
"Who would do a doctorate in gaming?" With that one sentence Something inside me snapped, I grabbed the nearest object and tried to throw it at him, which unforunately for my purse was an expensive microscope, second best one in the lab apparently. I watched it fly towards the curly haired bastard, just missing his head going in to the wall behind him and smashing the lens on it, all of them.
"Anger management issues, interesting. John, get my phone."
"Where is it?"
"Over there by Molly and"
"It's Luna."
"Don't care."
"Bastard." I picked up the phone and threw it at the bastard, who simply reached out and caught it before it hit him and started texting someone. Oh no problem , No, totally fine. I sighed i need to deal with the talking to myself.
"Sorry about him, Luna isn't it? John watson, nice to meet you and that's Sherlock. Don't worry he does that to everyone. So ar..." John got cut of by Sherlock getting up and leaving with a simple. "We're going John, Another suspect awaits." And with that they were gone. And me and Molly were left with Sherlock's mess and the microscope I threw earlier. Molly quickly looked for the main damages, which she intended to remove from my purse.
"I'll pay for the microscope," I said sweating slightly nervously, I hadn't had a decent paying job in a few months and my funds were very low. I did not need to pay for this. "Oh er look at the time, I've got an interview. Wish me luck."
As i ran out, I heard Molly shout, "But you said you were completely free today!" And with that I was gone and at the bus stop waiting for my Bus to arrive.
I sat on my sofa with a tub of ice cream watching re-runs of shows i've watched a thousand times on the tv. Comfort eating, it gets me through the nights, not that eating will make me money. Unless i was a critique, I don't have the palette for that though, too much junk food in college. I heard a slight sound from outside my window, so armed with my ice cream spoon, I opened the curtain where i saw a flop of curly brown hair. I opened the window and cleaned my spoon in his hair. After i had finished cleaning he looked up at me and if looks could kill.
"What do you want?" grabbing my tub of ice cream and eating a scoop.
"Computer Code, Gaming. Irrelevant to me so i wiped all my knowledge of it" I bit my lip, Is he trying to wind me up. I coughed and swallowed the ice cream in my mouth to remove a curly brown hair, I started laughing as he continued. "but you know, what does this do? " He handed a sheet to me.
"It looks like a pube!" I spat out.
"The code looks like a pubic hair?" Sherlock looked at me in confusion. I almost thought he looked cute. Cute bastard.
" No, your hair!" I finished up laughing and actually looked at the sheet. "Oh, its simple, its the code to drag an object. Basic stuff. Wait no, there's some changes, The on here has been changed to the. True been changed to truth. and release to released "
" hmm," Shelock raised his hands up to his nose and mouth and sat there and thought. For a long time.
"The truth released? What does that mean?"
"Don't talk."
"Leave my flat then."
