Author's Notes: Hiya :D Okay, so this chapter is more of a ''bridge'' to the next one... It's short, but I thought it was interesting since it shows Moriarty's twisted mind.. At least, give a first show of it ;)... Enjoy! Hope you like it :D!
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Truth Or Lie
Chapter 4. Stalker
'So, you think you're going to escape me, huh? Well, you're wrong... You're sooo~ gonna be surprised... It won't be me who loses this time!'
Moriarty was talking to himself, fiddling with his iPhone. Well, he was more precisely talking to the 'image' of Sherlock in his mind since he wasn't there with him... yet! With an evil grin, he turned round and kept on walking down the dark little alley from which he had observed Sherlock getting in a cab and in which he had found himself tempted to call the so-called other genius... his archnemesis and yet his goal at the same time.
It was dark. It was the day, more the evening, after the taxi ride. Sherlock had gotten Moriarty mad and the criminal genius just couldn't let him get away without some reprisals... dark and creepy reprisals... Evil mind-games. His specialty. Well, he had already planned something...but his plan had been worsened by Sherlock's very reaction.
He just had meant to have a nice little chat with him, but no, the great detective had decided differently but fleeing rapidly. And Moriarty just couldn't take it!
'You won't escape me. I'm sure you're safe in thinking I ignore where you live... Haha! I'll sooo~ get to you! Believe it or not... SURPRISE!'
Moriarty couldn't help but grin as he walked and thought about all this.
'As if you'd get away from me! Ha ha! No! NEVER!' he shouted, clenching his fingers aggressively on his iPhone.
He turned the corner and kept walking, discretly following the cab as a normal person between so many others.
'I'll surprise you.. You won't win this time around! I'll play with you... I'll fuck you and your mind... I'll make you lose it, cry out in despair and... I hope you can stand some blood...yours... Anyways, you'll have to. I don't even care what you have to say about it!'
He stopped in front of a duplex and muttered, amused with thoughts of what was about to come.
'I'll love it! But you won't! And so won't your stupid little disgusting pet...'
He grinned evilly, put his iPhone in his pocket, then looked around just to make sure none had followed him.
'How about a surprise visit, my dear?' he exclaimed gleefully, smirking as headed towards 221B Baker street.