Hey, no I'm not dead. This is a project I have been wanting to do for a while and now I have time. I have plans for this to be a huge story, with many different arcs. I'm going to also add more fandoms at some point, including any you guys suggest. Suggestions might show more in the second and later arcs in the first, since I already have the first arc wrote.
Everything on the street was quiet. Just one house seemed to have any life in it. Sherlock Holmes carefully put his violin into its case and closed the lid as quietly as he could. It made a muffled thudding sound.
He looked over to the man asleep across from him. His friend needed all the rest he could get. Especially after the last case. Holmes looked to the bandage wrapped around his friend's shoulder remembering the frightening experience.
His thoughts were interrupted by a loud noise from the floor below. That was never a good sound. His friend woke up with a start and looked towards the door that led out of their rooms. "W-what was that…?" He muttered, still half asleep.
Holmes was up, heading for the door. "I'll be right back. Stay here." He started down the steps, his guard up. "Hello?" Holmes called out, looking around. A movement from the corner of his eye caught his attention. He stiffened a bit, watching where the movement came from, ready to fight.
Just as the shadowy figure lunged at him, Holmes dodged to the side. Then he blocked the next attack and shifted his stance a bit. He prepared to launch an attack of his own.