(A silhouette of a figure, carrying a lite torch on the left hand while holding a book that had the picture of a watch and underneath it had the initials S&G written underneath it by the right hand. On top of the book held a fuse, ready to be lite by the figure.)

Hey everybody, what's up! To those old and new who love lilgrimmapple's Silver and Gold. Well guess what, it's back and better than ever!

I have also been granted permission by the author to adopt this story, and take this torch so I can finish what the author started. But I promise you this...I won't give up until this story is finished!

One more thing, I don't own the character from lilgrimmapple or the characters from The Great Mouse Detective, those belong to there respectful owners.

lilgrimmapple, if your reading this. This story is for you from your's truly, Bookwriter94.

Now, without further ado...

(The figure uses the torch passed on from the author as the flames lite the fuse, sparkling as it was coming towards the book.)

Let the return of Silver and Gold...begin!

(The figure tosses the book as it sails high, exploding in a brilliant light as the sounds Tick-Tock-Tick, then Bong! The word "Silver" appeared as the words were made in pure silver while the second word "and" came out in bronze, and the last word "Gold" were made in pure gold, then another sound of a Bong came as musical bells began to chime, and light began to reflect on the words while a star appeared on the last word of "d" of Gold, making it's debut return.)

Chapter 1: Turning Back The Hands of Time

My mother always told me to find my own path in this world. However, the choices I make can affect those around me. But as push comes to shove, the future isn't written in stone, but we each make our own destiny.

But how does destiny work? Can fate change at the hands of time itself, or does it work in the past, present...or future?

But I guess, fate is like a clock, slowly ticking away until all the hands reach towards the top, and then an unknown destiny comes at you when you least expect it...or maybe in the most unexpected ways.

But about a year ago, my fate was chosen, and a destiny had already begun for me…

And it all began, with a ticking sound of a clock...and the hands of time that began to turn.

One year ago…

December 13, 2017 10:00 a.m.

It was winter in California, the snow was raining down in the sky, but unfortunately, it didn't stick. Once it landed on the ground it always melts, but if it was lucky enough, it might give the city about an inch or two of snow.

The city was often praised for its warm and sunny weather, but winter was a whole different story, it rarely snows at a place like this. It's freezing temperatures could almost drop close to 40, turning someone's water bottle to ice in a matter of minutes. But luckily, today it was only 60 degrees.

At the city's shopping mall, business was a little slow, due to the fact that Christmas was right around the corner in a couple of weeks, and people were either buying gifts for their loved ones, or buying food for there own little feast for Christmas.

At the shopping mall's bakery, a young woman exits out, deciding to call it quits for today. She was around 25 years of age, her long auburn hair reached passed her shoulders, and she wore a grey jacket with a hoodie, it was unzipped as it revealed her orange shirt, blue jeans, brown boots, and had a black backpack strapped on her right shoulder.

Right before she was about to walk away, she felt someone ram into her shoulder, making her yelp in startlement as she was nearly knocked off her feet. Regaining her balance, she grunts as her green eyes with a hint of grey narrowed angrily as she mutters, "Jerk…"

While she was massaging her sore shoulder, her eyes widen as she gasps. She couldn't feel the strap of her backpack that was hung on her right shoulder, looking around, she finds someone frantically running away. She couldn't tell who it was, but she could see somebody wearing a grey beanie, pushing and shoving his way out of the crowd as she catches a dark skinned hand that was holding onto her backpack.

It was being stolen by some thief!

Seeing at this realization she cries out "Hey!" as she gives chase.

While running and pushing past the crowd, trying to catch-up with the thief as she shouted to him, "Hey stop!"

Her shout didn't prevail as the thief kept running away from her while holding onto her stolen backpack.

"Help, somebody!" She shouted at the crowd while still running, hoping that somebody would catch the thief for her as she continued to shout, "Stop him, he's got my bag!"

As the thief kept running, somebody tackles him as he falls to the ground. She slows down her running as she sees somebody finally catch the thief for her, catching her breath while sighing in relief and placing her hand on her chest.

As she walks over to them, the thief quickly gets up and runs away, leaving behind the bag that he took from her while she waves her fist in the air and shouts to him, "Yeah, that's right you better run you asshole!"

She looks at the person who stopped the thief and says with a smile, "Thank you so much…" Her smile quickly faded as she sees a security guard with black hair and brown eyes, "Sir…"

She didn't like cops or security guards, no, disliking them wasn't the right word, she downright detested them. Just because they hold a badge, they think there above people and are above the law, but there not.

Deciding to just be nice, since he did stop that thief for her, she was about to take her bag back and thank him again, but the security guard grabs her wrist and says with a serious tone, "Ma'am, I'm going to have to ask you to come with me."

"Why?" She asked with a confused look.

She didn't get her answer as the male security guard started dragging her by her wrist, she struggled a little as she says to him, "What are you doing?" Again, she didn't receive an answer as he jerks her forward and grabs her hard by the arm, "Ow! What the hell, that hurts!"

She wondered why this security guard was acting this way? But she refrained herself from struggling, for fear this security guard might hurt her again, and kept her mouth shut as he led her.

The door opens as the security guard led her to the security office, shutting the door behind him. Her eyes gazes at three other security guards, with him being the fourth, but her eyes catches a man in between them. He was middle-aged with streaks of grey hair on the sides of his head, his black hair was glossed and neatly combed back. He wore a black tuxedo suit with a white collar, grey vest with gold buttons on it, a red and yellow cravat, white cuffed gloves with golden cufflinks, and had black dress shoes. This middle-aged man was very well dressed, almost like he was going to some posh rich party or something.

However, when her green eyes stared at his blue eyes, they were cold, almost like it could kill her with a single stare. It made her shiver in disgust, clearly not liking this man. She couldn't understand why, but there was something about him that made her feel...uneasy. The atmosphere surrounding him made the warning bells in her head to go off, signaling that there was something very wrong with this man.

"I found your thief, Mr. Moriarty." The security guard said.

"What!" She exclaims while whirling around and staring at the security guard who brought her with wide disbelieving eyes, "Did you just call me a thief?"

The middle-aged man named Mr. Moriarty, eyed the girl up and down with those cold eyes and says, "So, this skinny little thing is the culprit?" His face looked almost disappointed...well almost, as he shook his head and continued, "I never expected such a dainty creature to stoop such foul acts."

A dainty creature? Now there was something she never heard from anyone before. She turns to face Mr. Moriarty, clearly nervous about this man and still felt uneasy towards him.

She takes a deep breath, calming down her nerves as she says to him, "Sir, there's a bit of a misunderstanding at this, I'm not a thief. You see, a man came at me earlier and stole my bag." She points at the security guard, "He was the one who stopped him, and I saw him do it."

"Oh," Mr. Moriarty crossed his arms and raised a brow, clearly not convinced with her story, "and you claim that your not a thief?"

"No." She says while nodding her head.

Mr. Moriarty gives her a smug look, then motions the security guard who still had her bag with two fingers while saying, "Then you won't mind if we take a look inside your bag?"

The security guard who had her bag marched over to the desk and starts to unzip it.

"Wait!" She exclaims while reaching out her hand, "Some of that stuff is…" Her words fell on deaf ears as the security guard unceremoniously dumped the contents of her bag onto the desk, "...private." She sighs in embarrassment as she covers her eyes with a single hand.

As another security guard joined in, they rummaged through her stuff. The first thing they dug through the pile was her lady pad, then her wallet and tip money. They had odd looks on their faces when they found 20 pens and pencils. Wondering why she would have so many of these? Well, there unasked question was answered when they found a sketchbook, flipping through some of the pages while looking at some of her artwork as a security guard thought that these were good...for an amateur artist.

However, they were only half-right on that thought, for you see, she was no amateur, but a talented artist. She planned on becoming a professional artist somewhere in the future.

After one of the guards finished looking through the sketchbook, the other guard picks up an odd looking device, pressing a button that was on it, the tip began to glow blue while the device began to buzz.

This was humiliating for her, so what if she loves Doctor Who and carries a sonic screwdriver with her. Was that a crime? This was another reason she detested cops or security guards. They had no respect for other people's property or there little secrets.

Finally, after standing there watching the two security guards rummage through her stuff, a security guard turns around and shows her a stunning silver pocket watch while waving it in his hand. She hadn't seen a pocket watch before, nor did she own one or any kind for that matter.

"That's, not mine." She says honestly.

"Really? You could have fooled me." Mr. Moriarty says as the security guard hands him his silver pocket watch back.

"I'm being serious," She says, "That was never there in my bag, I swear."

"And you expect me to believe that story, Miss…" The security guard hands him a driver's license that he got from her wallet, "Anna Johnson?"

"Well yes, I'm telling you the truth!"

"So you still claim that your not a thief? From what I heard from your side of the story, this so-called 'thief', was probably a brave gentleman who was doing his civil duty by stealing back what you stole from me."

Anna eyes glared at that accusation, her nervousness was forgotten and her uneasiness was replaced with anger as she tries to go to him, but was held back by two security guards as she shouts angrily, "That's bullshit! That's bullshit right there, he probably placed that inside my bag!"

"Frankly, I don't really care, Miss Johnson." Mr. Moriarty walks over to her, "From what I see here, you have been apprehended with a very expensive silver watch in your possession."

"But you've got to believe me?!" Anna says as tears were forming in her eyes, "I'm innocent!"

"Not from where I'm standing." Mr. Moriarty says as Anna sighs with a shaky breath.

"However…" Anna looks up back to Mr. Moriarty as he continues, "Normally I'd have you thrown in jail for such a crime, but...I like to think of myself as a generous man. It would be a shame to see such a beautiful young woman such as yourself behind bars. Instead, I will give you an alternative."

"An alternative?" Anna says questioningly, "What are you talking about?"

Mr. Moriarty motions the two security guards to release her and stand aside as he explains, "There is another pocket watch," He dangles the pocket watch by it's silver chain, making Anna see her own reflection, "a golden watch similar to this one, but has the same value, and by right that watch is mine to claim."

"I don't understand," Anna says, "What does this have to do with me?"

"Think of this as a simple errand, find the gold watch and bring it here to me. Do so and I will let you go with no charges pressed against you."

He flips open the silver watch and begins to wind it, then presses a button as it came to life. He takes Anna's hand and places it while saying, "Here."

Anna looks at the silver watch that was still ticking, the casing was made of beautiful fine crystal, but what also made it unique was its hands as it had diamond-shaped arrows at the end. It also had three buttons at the top, one in the middle where Mr. Moriarty pressed at, and two other buttons at the left and right side of it.

"Why are you giving me this?" Anna asked suspiciously.

"This watch will take you exactly where you need to go to find it."

That made no sense.

"How can a watch take me where I need to go?"

The man simply gave her a sleazy smile, showing off his perfect white teeth.

Anna's ears began to pick up fast ticking as she looks at the watch, it's hands were going so fast that it had one hand slowly go up while the other hand follows. It began to glow white, making her gasp as she was about to drop it, but Mr. Moriarty forced her hand closed over it, streaks of light began to escape from the lid of the watch. She tried to tug her hand away from his, but he held tight.

"What are you doing?! Let go of me!"

"Perhaps the correct word," Mr. Moriarty says, ignoring her protests, "would be when and not only where. This watch can take you backwards in time. So…" He lets go of her hand as the watch flipped itself back open, the hand that was spinning became a blur as the other two hands were slowly coming straight towards the top, light had encased her entire body as Mr. Moriarty finished saying, "If you want to return back to this world, I'd suggest you find that golden watch."

Anna looks at the four security guards, hoping that they could at least help her, but all what they did was stand there and watch this spectacle.

Turning back to Mr. Moriarty she shouts, "Your crazy!"

"Crazy?" Mr. Moriarty giggles, "Oh no…" He spreads his arms out, "Mad and wicked my dear!"

Tick-Tock-Tick, was the loud sound of the watch as all the hands reached the top and the last thing that Anna heard before she was engulfed in white light, was the wicked sound of laughter from Mr. Moriarty.

When Anna came to, she blinked and rubbed her eyes as the lights faded her vision, when she opened them again, she was standing in the middle of a large cobblestone street.

"W-Where am I?" She muttered.

Tick-Tock-Tick-Tock, she looks as she still held onto the silver watch, it's hands were making a ticking sound.

Her mind was wondering what this watch did, and what was that odd light that brought her here? Her thoughts came to an abrupt halt as she felt the ground rumble and shake. Was it an earthquake? She heard a horse whinny behind her as she looks behind her in puzzlement.

A giant horse was racing towards her, pulling a carriage. She was about to get run over! Anna screamed and jumped to the side, narrowly avoiding the deadly clopping of the hooves and the whirring of the giant wheels as she scrambles over while tightly holding onto the silver watch and presses her back against a stone wall.

Anna just stood there stunned, breathing a couple of breaths while calming down her beating heart. Was it her, or did that horse and carriage looked unusually...big? She looked up and around, everything was towering over her, be it the buildings or trees. It was as if she had shrunk.

Wanting to know what was going on, she backs away a bit and looks at the stone wall. She figured something must be over it, so she decided to find out what was over it. Placing the silver watch in her pocket, she jumps as her hands grip the ledge and began to slowly climb up.

When she finally reached the top, she saw that there was nothing over it, but an actual smooth ground. However...her jaw drops in shock as she gasps at what couldn't be possible.

There was a bunch of mice who were dressed in fancy Victorian clothes, all of them were staring at her with a shocked expression of their own. Anna could hear them whispering and muttering to themselves like:

"Is that...what I think it is?"

"A small human? How is that possible?"

"I have never seen one before!"

"Look at those clothes! Ugh, she's hideous!"

"Should someone call Scotland Yard?"

She didn't know what was going on, or what was happening, but her mind was in a state of panic, and there was one thing her mind told her to do.

She got up quickly and ran...ran like there was no tomorrow.

She had no idea where she was going, her body just kept on running. Unfortunately, as she kept on running, she didn't pay any attention as a newspaper that was flowing with the wind, crash lands on top of her, making her squeak as she snaps back to reality.

Grunting, Anna crawls out from under it and stood up, she walks on top of it and peers down at it, but covers her mouth with both hands as another gasp came at another shock before her.

This was no ordinary newspaper, it was a London newspaper, and it was dated June 14, 1897!

She didn't just warp from the mall, she was sent back in time! But that's impossible! Time travel! Her eyes widened at the thought time as she remembers what Mr. Moriarty said to her:

"This watch can take you backwards in time."

She takes out the silver watch from out of her pocket and flips it open. Looking at it for a second, she thought that it couldn't be possible, this sounds too much like Back To The Future except she wasn't Marty McFly or had a time machine.

Bong! Chimed the bell of the clocktower known as Big Ben.

Anna looks up as she sees the clocktower as the hour struck ten. However, something happened next that struck odd.

Ding! She looks at the silver watch as it too struck ten, chiming it's own little bell as it followed along Big Ben's bell.

Bong!

Ding!

Bong!

Ding!

This was the strangest watch she had ever seen.

A single drop of water fell on the crystal casing of the watch, Anna looks up as another drop of water lands on her forehead. Realizing that it was starting to rain from the dark cloudy sky, she puts the silver watch back in her pocket and puts the hood over her head, and runs once again to wherever this path took her.

As the rain continued to pour, Anna was drenched from head to toe in cold rainwater. She was cold, lost, and alone, wandering around the streets of London while wrapping her arms tightly around her body, shivering and coughing while sniffling her nose from being out in the rain too long.

Her mind was wondering why did she deserve this? Why wouldn't Mr. Moriarty believe her story so he wouldn't send her through time and into a crazy world such as this? Why would she have to be shrunk down to mouse-size and be treated differently by the mice folk? Was it just some stupid coincidence, or was it just bad luck that she got herself at the wrong place at the wrong time? She didn't know which is the worst, but the only thing she could do now was keep moving forward and hopefully find the golden watch and get out of this place.

But where could she find a golden watch in the big city such as this? For all she knows, it was hopeless.

While walking through the cold rain, she spots a tree trunk with a dent beneath it. Relief came to her as she finally found shelter from the cold rain. She quickly crawled into the dent, it was rather snug and dry inside as it was untouched by the cold rain. She coughs again then sneezes while covering her mouth and sniffling.

Curling herself up, she couldn't straighten out her legs, due to the cold wind of the rain. She was trying to relax, but finding that hard as she was shivering cold, her mind began to think of home. She really missed it including her family back home, even though she was 220 years away from her own time, she was already starting to feel homesick.

As exhaustion finally caught up, her eyes began to droop and close as she finally went to sleep.