I don't own Sherlock, BBC, or any of the characters, etc. Mark Gatiss and Steven Moffat, are the real creators of the show. All this work is for entertainment purposes only, not for profit or gain. Enjoy!
Prologue
-SH-
The genius mind of Sherlock Holmes is something very few people have the pleasure to experience. The man is an enigma, wrapped in layers of secrecy. There is a strong aroma of mystery encompassing him which seems to fill every room he occupies. He has a talent for pointing out even the slightest detail out of place; finding in seconds, what a normal person would find in minutes. You can almost see every thought that races through his body. His shining intelligence, reflected in his alluring eyes.
His tall and slender figure is an advantage when chasing criminals through the various streets of London. He reminds me of a trained Bloodhound, picking out a scent. But there is one man that tests the very foundation of his intellect. One man who has tipped the scales of justice in his favor. This Napoleon of crime, is none-other, than Professor James Moriarty— A genius in every sense of the word, twisted maniacally towards evil. His only goal, to destroy Sherlock Holmes. They are two sides of the same coin. In most ways, they are as different as night and day. But in other ways, they are as similar as an oyster and a pearl, each one needing the other to coexist.
Sherlock Holmes wasn't always so solicitous. When I first met him, he was the most rude, obnoxious, egotistic git you'd ever have the misfortune of knowing. But through the years, i've gotten to know a different side of him; the man behind the esoteric mask, which he so cleverly keeps hidden from the rest of the world. Being an army doctor from Afghanistan, I wasn't expecting to be working side by side with the most famous and the most genius detective in London. Or that I would someday know the true friendship of Sherlock Holmes.
~ JW
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