Broken Wings

by AStrangeVessel

The mid-1990s. Teenage Sherlock is on his own. He's depressed, bitter, and has gotten into drugs. Then someone unexpected finds Sherlock and rescues the teen from himself. And at first, Sherlock hates it.

1. Chapter 1

He's lost faith. My charge has lost faith. I need to find him.

Those were my first thoughts as the sun rose on January 6th, 1995... His eighteenth birthday.

Sherlock Holmes had long since ran away from his parents' home, and since the previous summer, he'd been living on the streets and in the Underground of London. His older brother Mycroft may be working his way up through the British government, and he may have some slight pull on people who can keep track of his brother, but he won't be able to keep track of Sherlock as well as he'd like to. Not yet.

And I thought I'd be able to always watch Sherlock. I'm supposed to be able to always watch him. But last night, the drugs made him more paranoid than usual. He may've thought someone was following him, possibly thinking it was his brother or his brother's people, possibly someone else.

In a way, both were true.

But then I failed. I lost track of him. And I need to find him. It may be too late, but I need to find him. Quickly.