Last time
"I will be the one to beat L, to destroy L." She said with so much emotion, it was like she had two personalities.
"Why would you want to destroy him? If you know who he is, why not go shoot him?" Sherlock asked, now a bit more calm.
"Because that's no fun. I want to prove I am better than L." She was back to her calm exterior. She reminded John of Moriarty, but a little less... On the insane side of things.
Chapter 2: The explanation
(A/N: I am not proud of this chapter, I think I rushed it a bit. But I am no good at fillers)
"I am" She paused for a long while, obviously deciding if she should reveal her identity or not. "I'm someone you don't want as an enemy."
Sherlock seemed angry at her vague answers "Stop wasting my time! Tell me your name, I am not someone you would want as an enemy either!"
"Sherlock, calm down!" John yelled "Just let her down!"
"Call me BB" She smirked as she mentioned his name. BB was her idol, she wanted to be just like him. But she wasn't going to lose, she was going to beat the new L. She knew she could.
"Why? Why are you using letters to identify people?" Sherlock could easily understand why, they all and aliases and these were linked to those aliases. But obviously, John wasn't as sharp as Sherlock.
Sherlock lowered BB down to the ground. "The Los Angeles BB murder case." Sherlock said in a low intimidating voice. Of course he had read about it, but without the information he needed he couldn't solve it. Obviously L had bested him with that case aswell. It was told that one of the detectives, Ryuzaki, was actually the killer and was playing a game with L and he almost killed himself in order to make a case L couldn't solve. Ryuzaki was later identified by L as BB, Beyond Birthday.
"Oh, so you've heard of the case where L was almost bested?" BB managed to snap out. She was nervous about this Sherlock character. He could have killed her then and there. She had read he was a psychopath, but some call him a high functioning sociopath. Either way she wasn't too fond of him, but she wanted to see if she could tangle him into this game of hers.
They suddenly heard someone knock at the door. John and Sherlock shared a look and then John bolted down the stairs. There was a man almost identical to the girl upstairs. You would think they were the same person if they weren't different genders.
"Do you know of someone going by the name of Naomi or BB?" He asked in the same, emotionless voice she used.
"Why?" John asked obviously wondering if he should let him in and if they were related.
"She is... My sister. She has ran away from home and I wish to bring her back." Even John could see through such a bad lie. He wasn't about to this man in.
"I'm sorry, there have been no such person, but I did see someone who looked a lot like you wonder past a few moments ago." John said in a low voice.
"Oh, well thank you anyway." The boy quickly ran off in the direction John had pointed him to.
'He was such a bad liar.' Both the boy and John thought as they went their separate ways. John walked back upstairs to find BB and Sherlock in a full out brawl on the floor. I am guessing one had insulted the other. Most likely Sherlock.
"What's going on?!" John screamed
There was no response from the two, they just kept at it. John found Sherlock's gun and fired a single shot into the wall.
They both stopped to look up at John. Sherlock looking angry that he wasted a perfectly good bullet and BB was unstartled, but kind of surprised that the ex-army doctor had willingly shot the wall.
"What?!" Sherlock spit out.
"What's going on?" John sighed.
"He tried to drug me." BB said pointing to Sherlock who was currently punning BB down with one hand and reaching to grab the needle with the other.
"Sherlock, stop. Wha-Why would you try to drug her?" John stuttered out at Sherlock's (more than usual) odd behaviour.
"It is not a strong drug. It is just enough to make her dozy so I can get the information I need about this L character." Sherlock sounded a bit less hyped up now.
"Sherlock!" John shouted, obviously furious at the consulting detective still pinning the helpless child down.
"Fine." Sherlock huffed out as he stood up and straightened out his clothing. Meanwhile BB was blushing slightly.
John noticed this and was puzzled by the child's behaviour towards Sherlock.
"Hey, has anyone who looks like me come around recently?" BB asked back to her calm persona.
"Yeah." John said currently eying BB curiously "Why?"
"Did you tell him that you have seen me or know me?"
"I said I saw a person who looked an awfully lot like him walk down the street past here. Then he went running in that direction."
"Why didn't you let him in?" She asked, disappointed in John's actions.
"He was lying about who you are. I was concerned he might do something to you.
"John, we need to go to the station." Sherlock said as if nothing had happened. He had received a text that no one noticed. "Lestrade wants us to look at a crime scene."
"What about BB?" John said, wondering how to address BB. "Hey, what should I call you?"
"Seras will be fine for now."
"What do you mean, 'for now'?" Sherlock intercepted.
"I have loads of aliases, this one has never been used in this country before, so it will be fine." BB replied sternly.
"Alright, what should be do about Seras?" John asked.
"Easy, we chuck her out and not get involved in her family problems." Sherlock was as cold as ever.
"I want to come to the crime scene." BB was still lying down on the floor. "I wish to see what has happened, and if it concerns someone I know."
"We can't jus-" Sherlock was interrupted by John
"We don't have control over her, she can do what she likes. But I can't guarantee you will be let in." John glanced at BB with a concerned look.
"I will find my own way in." BB smiled "I promise"
(v-.-v)
"The freak's here, but he's got a kid with him." Donavon yelled, awaiting Lestrade's response.
"What?" Lestrade emerged from behind the car. "Why do you have a kid with you, Sherlock?"
"I wish to see the crime scene." BB explained in the cold tone Sherlock uses when he is mocking someone. "May I please be let through?"
"No. It's bad enough we let them two in. We can't have a kid running around aswell." Lestrade was confused as to why she was insisting to come into a bloody crime scene like this.