Hey everyone! So this is just a little crossover that I felt like writing, nothing big. More info at the end of this chapter. 3
"Bored." Sherlock kicked his hat across the flat of 221B Baker Street. John rolled his eyes as he typed away on his blog.
"You just finished a case, remember! You know, the mystery of the Alphabet murders?" Sherlock came over to the table where John was sitting and peered over his shoulder at the computer.
"'The Alphabet Murders'? Really John? That's what you're calling them?" John nodded.
"I thought it fit in well." Sherlock shook his head. He went over to the door and donned his coat and scarf.
"I'm going on a walk." John looked at him in surprise.
"It's almost eleven at night!"
"So?"
Sherlock went outside onto the quiet, dark street. He had not walked more than a few yards down the sidewalk when he heard a strange noise. He stopped dead in his tracks.
Vvvvwworrrrpp. Vvvvvwworrrrpp. Vvvvvvvvwwwooooorrrppp.
"What on Earth…" Sherlock turned around and saw a large blue Phone Booth. As Sherlock started to walk towards it, a man burst out of it and ran to him, his tan trench coat flapping behind him.
The man had messy brown hair, and was wearing a smart looking pair of glasses. He was wearing a pinstripe suit that was slightly messy as well. He had a scared look on his face.
"Okay, listen. I have only moments. The Angels are coming! They're coming again! They can't take you, or the Tardis! Understand?" For once in his life, Sherlock didn't.
"Who are you?" He asked. The mysterious man grinned.
"I'm the Doctor!" Sherlock just stared.
"That isn't your name." Sherlock stated. The man shook his head.
"Of course it isn't! Anyway, don't blink! You understand? DON'T BLINK. Blink and the Angels can move! Blink and you're dead!" Just then, a female voice yelled out from inside the Tardis.
"DOCTOR! THEY'RE HERE!" The Doctor's face paled. He turned back to Sherlock.
"I have to go. They're after the Tardis. Stay safe, and remember; don't blink. COMING ROSE!" He yelled as he ran back towards the Police Box. "Allons-y!" Sherlock watched in amazement as the box started to disappear in thin air. Suddenly, the street lights went out. It was pitch black, and Sherlock couldn't see anything. Out of the corner of his eye, he thought he saw flapping wings. The noise of the Tardis stopped, and an ear-splitting grinding noise took its place. One of the lights flickered on, casting a dim, eerie light across the scene unfolding on Baker Street.
There were six stone angels, four were grabbing onto the Tardis, and the other two were staring straight at Sherlock. In his fear, Sherlock momentarily forgot what the Doctor had told him. He blinked.
Second part will be out soon. Like I said, this is just a short little crossover, nothing big. The case that John was typing in his blog, however, is my 'big' Sherlock story that I'm doing. This was just something to write to pass the time. Hope you enjoyed!