By myself and Vhunter07.
New London: August 25, 2104, 4:50 AM
Inspector Beth Lestrade strode down the dimly lit corridor toward the office of Chief Inspector Grayson.
"You wanted to see me?"
"I wanted to see you twenty minutes ago! Where have you been, Lestrade?"
"There was an energy surge. Knocked out all the power. The elevators are out of order so I had to take the emergency stairs."
"What happened?"
"We're not sure. The boys in the lab are completely confused. It seems some kinda shock wave hit just over the Thames, knocking out all power within twenty miles for about two minutes. There are still traces of it in the air, but it's leaving pretty quickly."
"Did it do any damage other than the shortage?"
"A few hovercars crashed, but nothing too serious."
"Inspector Lestrade?"
"What is it, Smith?"
"I have a note for you Inspector, from Dr. Phelps."
Lestrade took the note and a small holochip from the constable and gave him leave to go. "He says they caught the surge on a security camera. Here."
She popped the chip into the viewer on Gregsons' desk. They both watched in silence as the picture came into focus. All was peaceful over the murky river, then a brilliant flash of light was seen stretching across the expanse of sky, rippling outward and back with an incredible speed. As it retouched its center point, the circle of light fell downward into the water, and out of the area of vision. The recording ended. Lestrade removed the chip.
"Looks like something fell out if it. But what?"
New London: August 25, 2104, 5:45 AM
Holmes stepped forward and assisted his robotic companion from where he had fallen.
"Who was that Watson?"
"I haven't the slightest idea, Holmes! I was charging in the corner over there, when I sensed someone enter the room. I powered up and was struck with that vase! I vaguely saw the intruder leaping for the window and attempted to apprehend him, but he eluded me."
"Don't let it worry you, Watson, I believe he left us quite enough clues to disclose his present whereabouts."
"And what clues would those be?"
"These muddy footprints for one. We are obviously dealing with a child, slightly over five feet in height, dark hair, and he has recently been at the river, or in it, to be more precise. Come Watson; let us see if we cannot locate our young friend!"
Holmes ran for his inverness but was interrupted by the beeping of the intercom. Watson switched it on to reveal the agitated face of the good inspector.
"Ah, Lestrade! This call wouldn't happen to be regarding the power interruption we've recently experienced?"
"Right as always, Holmes. Now get down here, Gregsons' having a fit. It looks like it wasn't a power surge after all, but a transportation of some kinda live energy. It has the capability to move by itself. Our sensors found traces of it on the bank of the river but once it crossed the concrete steps the electric residue was lost. Dr. Phelps said it could be dangerous."