It was a quiet Friday night. No more homework, no work and no chores. It was drizzling outside, regular weather for Seattle. Inside a small apartment a laptop was fully charged ready for a Sherlock marathon. A young woman flopped down on her couch, wrapped up in a blanket. This was Elyssa Lorite, a 22 year old detective. Anyways as I was saying, it was a Friday night and she was watching Sherlock on her laptop. Elyssa was finally on The Great Game when she heard a knock on her door. She left the episode playing as she got up. "BORED! BORED!" Elyssa could hear Sherlock shouting, while he fired shots at the wall. There was nobody at the door, just an old faded white envelope that reminded her of that scene where John gets that envelope full of bread crumbs from Moriarty. She picked it up quickly and scanned the hallway. Elyssa shut the door a bit louder than she intended to and went back to her sofa. She landed back on it and checked the screen of her laptop. "What about that Russian case?" John asked exasperated. Elyssa decided to click the pause button so she could concentrate on the envelope she had just received.
Thoroughly, she examined the envelope trying to deduct like Sherlock. Old envelope. Either written a long time ago or whoever wrote this has very old envelopes. Cheap black pen and very precise cursive writing, but it looks rushed at the end so this must have been write with by someone who works at an office and uses cursive a lot. Female. Maybe a secretary or a teacher. That was all she could get out of it but her deducting skills were developing. Elyssa shook the envelope above her coffee table and out dropped a small note and a bracelet. The note read,
Rules :
-You can travel anywhere and anytime in a AU
-You'll be automaticly transport out of an AU to another AU 1 hour when there is no more episodes or when the movie ends, ect
-You will have different abilities in every AU, therefore you are different person with a different background story and ect.
-You have only 1 round trip to and from the real world
PS: You might feel a bit nauseous and lightheaded from traveling ~ CO
What does it mean to come back and go traveling? And who is CO? She pondered. The bracelet itself was odd, it had a small square that had small beads attached to it like a keyboard. It sorta looked like Captain Jack's vortex manipulator. Without thinking she slipped it on, suddenly the bracelet turned into a actual vortex manipulator. Am I going crazy? Or is this actually happening? Before she could do anything, the vortex manipulator beeped like it knew it had found its target and Elyssa disappeared in a flash of purple light.
Elyssa woke up to the sound of her phone's alarm. DING! DING! DING! She rolled over on my side and felt around trying to turn of the annoying alarm. She realized that she was still wearing her glasses so she slipped them on to her head and rubbed her eyes. Must have fallen asleep. When she didn't feel her phone, Elyssa forced herself up and realized she wasn't in her apartment. She put on her glasses and saw that her old, scruffy, plaid blanket was now a soft orange throw, her purple sofa was now a brown leather couch and the layout of the room was different. Her iPhone was on the coffee table still but instead of being it a 5c, it was one of the first iPhones. She could hear cars honking outside loudly. Elyssa was use to the sound of traffic but not at this level. She stumbled off her "new" couch , unwrapped the blanket around her body and made her way towards the window. As she pulled the curtains aside, there was a familiar sight. Elyssa was on Baker Street. In London. In England. She spotted Mrs. Hudson walking into the building. Holy. SHIT. I'm in freaking London?! I must live in 221C since 221B is on the right. How the hell did I end up here? No, I must be dreaming. I have to be... Elyssa closed her eyes tightly then opened them back up again, expecting to be in her old dingy apartment but no. She was still standing in the middle of 221C. Next, she pinched herself. The only thing that did was make her arm hurt like hell. Then she remember the bracelet. It's what brought me here. She thought, recollecting the moments before she woke up. I put on the bracelet and bam! I wake up in a alternate universe where Sherlock Holmes actually exists. Feels like a Doctor Who episode. Unless I'm crazy... Which is possible. But it's all too real...
After getting over the shock that yes, she was in the Sherlock universe, Elyssa explored her "new" apartment, checking out the kitchen and bedroom. She noticed that there was one room that was empty and dirty like nobody bothered to clean it up. The fridge and closets were full with new things like she had just moved here, which was sort of true. She took a quick shower and changed into a navy blue sweater, a gray knee high skirt with brown leather combat boots and a orange beanie. Elyssa surveyed her closet and picked a long pale brown trench coat, shrugging it on. Staring at her reflection in a mirror she was still wearing that strange bracelet or vortex manipulator. She braided her striking blond hair into a fish tail and put on some tinted pink chapstick. Elyssa checked her wallet and there was a driver's license with some credit cards and a few paper bills. She started to stuff a bag she had previously spotted, with her laptop, wallet and some other things. Then she checked the date. It was January 31, 2010, when the first episode was set in, according to John's blog. Elyssa didn't know how far Sherlock and John were acquainted so she grabbed her keys, locked the door and headed out of her apartment. No, flat. She corrected herself. Gotta get use to the englishy lingo. She tried to recall some of the terms that Brits use that were different than what Americans use. Walking through the door that connected the flat and the main hallway together, Elyssa entered.
Walking by the stairs, she stared at them with awe. It was like she was on the set of Sherlock but it was actually real. A moment later, Mrs. Hudson came to the door and swung it open as Sherlock and John entered. They greeted each other but didn't notice her. She blurted out loud, "Afghanistan."
The trio stopped, finally noticing the woman who happened to be standing awkwardly standing by the stairs. Inside Elyssa was fangirling like crazy but she managed a cool composure. Sherlock's cold blue eyes darted around, deducting her. John stood still, his mouth opened. "How-?" he stuttered. Elyssa could tell he was in disbelief that two people in one day knew him without saying a few words. She blushed, worried that she was going to disrupt that universal rule that you can't get involved with other people or things that aren't as developed as you. Elyssa thought that came from Star Trek but decided that Sherlock's universe was pretty developed since it's the same century as the real world, if Sherlock found out that he wasn't developed as her, he would be mad.
"Um… Science of deduction." she commented then felt a bit woozy as she started to lean on the post by the stairs. Ugg, this is the side effects? She wondered.
"Are you okay?" John asked, recovering from his shock. "I'm a-"
She cut him off, knowing what he was going to say. "Yes, I know, a doctor." She mumbled, trying to regaining my stance. Sherlock stayed where he stood, still observing her. John was about to ask again how and Elyssa shook my head. "Don't ask." Then she fell to ground once again, out cold.