"Why does she want her home?" John asked Sherlock as they reviewed the map. Sherlock remained silent as he thought in the confines of his Mind Palace. Mycroft and Greg were working in Scotland Yard to find Jermima. John let his question go and thought about the area around White Chapel. "What about White Chapel? Some of the victims were ripped apart like the reports said on Jack the Ripper." He suggests when Sherlock comes back. The sleuth picks up the first victim report and sees a toxicology report that states "Victim was drugged with high levels of heroin and seemed to have inhaled cocaine" in Molly's handwriting. He thought back when he heard someone screaming out in pain during his kidnapping. Then it all went quiet afterwards, just as fast as it started. He had heard a body being dragged and from his drugged induced haze he saw a bloody body being taken away. "Come on." Sherlock got up and they left.
Cheshire and Andy look around White Chapel for anything that would lead them to Jermima. "Oh God." Andy covered his mouth and ran behind the smaller brunette. "She was here. She left a note." Cheshire picked up the letter and opens it up. "What's it say? Actually, let's leave the scene and not get caught. I don't need a convicted serial killer on my record." Andy grabs her cast and pulls her away. Cheshire sticks the letter in her jacket pocket and puts her helmet on her head before Andy drives off. He parks by a café and Cheshire pulls out the letter once they get their tea.
"Dearest Cheshire. Andy.
You're back in the game? How exciting! Who will win and who will die? Someone has to go to Hell and I'm not going anytime soon. I just got to the top of the game in the black market. I'm the Queen now. You should see my crown. I know I'm going to be in my empire. Oh wait. I already am. This is the world I chose and this is the life I've made. Too bad you don't see what I see. Let's talk.
Sincerely,
Jermima"
Cheshire and Andy already know what she was saying. "Where would Crown the Empire play?" Andy asks and Cheshire thinks. "I don't know. I may have forgotten it." Cheshire sighs and lays her chin on the table. "Lisa and Andy?" A young man walks up in dark clothing and a dark fedora. "Who's asking?" Andy takes out a small knife. "Jermima sent this." The young man leaves a note and walks out.
"Maybe you should try asking Scotland Yard. Poor officers look so scared. I guess it's because I'm covered in blood and laughing like a lunatic. Wait. I am a lunatic!"
"Let's go." Andy leaves some money and they run out. He drives them urgently to the Yard and see it's in flames. "Dear Lord." Cheshire heard someone say. "Let's go." Cheshire runs in and Andy gets in behind her. The flames roar and they hear coughing within. The teens didn't bother the time to take off their helmets. "Come on!" Cheshire shouts as she pulls on Donovan. "Cheshire?" Anderson wheezes. Andy pulls on him and they get a few others to follow them. "Lisa Marie, what are you doing here?!" Mycroft shouts at them. "Saving your butt, Myc." Cheshire says and pushes on him. They get everyone out and Andy stumbles over a body. "Oh God, another one?!" He gags and Cheshire pulls on him to get moving. They all run out and paramedics start working on the injured. "The witch killed a few of them." Greg stuttered and shivered violently in shock. "We're on the case, Detective Inspector." Andy says before he starts his bike. "Oh no, you're not!" Mycroft is pulled back by the paramedics when he tried to grab them. "Let's restart at base." Andy sighs. Cheshire nods into his back and he turns around.
Sherlock and John went around White Chapel. "Sherlock." John calls and he points to a body. "She's not too far from here." Sherlock says seeing the body and looks for a blood trail. "I'll call Greg." John pulls out his phone and gets no answer. He calls Mycroft and is bombarded by shouting. "Fire? What?! Sherlock!" John ran to catch Sherlock and couldn't find him. "Bloody Hell, Sherlock!" John shouts. "Johnny, relax. Sherlock's fine." Jim came up behind him and drugged John like he did Sherlock. The duo woke up in a dark room tied back to back on wooden chairs. "What is with everyone getting kidnapped?" Seb asks as he walks in with Jim. "I don't know. Enlighten us, Sherlock?" Jim asks and pats John's cheek with the back of his hand. "Look, Jermima wants you and Mycroft in her bloody web. Think of this as a gesture of kindness." Jim tosses them the key and walks away. "I'm leaving Sebby with you." Jim shuts the door and leaves them alone. "I'm blaming Cheshire." John sighs as Sherlock starts situating the key to his hands. Seb was not wanting to help and he was playing on his phone. "Fine by me." Sherlock got the cuffs open and they stand up.
"Leo, we got a hit in Cambridge. There's a store in the area. Want us to burn it?" A boy walks in and they stop the staring contest. "Smoke it." Andy orders and they go back to their distraction. "Where the bitch?" Cheshire sighs and turns to look out the dirty window. "We'll find her, Kitten. Now, where would a devil not go?" Andy asks to make some lightened mood. "We're going to Church." Cheshire hops off the desk and the two go out. "Leo! Snake Spawn are here!" Someone shouts from above. "Snake Spawn?" Cheshire inquires. "A rival gang." Andy sighs and puts a bandana over his face. Cheshire pulls her hood up as someone hands her a large knife. "Leo, we need to talk. Some of my gang members went missing." A young man around their age walked in and glared at them. "Seth, I don't have them. You know how has them." Andy replies and pushes Cheshire behind him. "Who's the pretty girl behind you?" Seth tilts his head and tries to look at Cheshire's. "This is Black Cat. She's my associate." Andy smoothly says and Cheshire shoots him with a glare aim at the back of his head. "Jermima is going to have a full on war if she keeps taking and luring my members." Seth growls as he turns his focus back to the main reason he wanted to speak with Leo of the Killjoys. "We know where she might be. Want to come?" Cheshire asks in a chilled tone.
They got on bikes and drove out of the area. Cheshire led, learning quick on what to do on a motorcycle. She just didn't know how to stop and Andy was sitting behind to help with the brakes. "Where are we going!?" Seth asked over the roar of a massive gang army on motorcycles. "To the last place anyone would think to look!" Cheshire answered and roared into traffic. Teens howled and cheered like mad as they followed. Police cars followed with sirens ablaze. "Keep going!" Seth shouted and skidded along the road into the turn Cheshire made. "Why are we going to the first crime scene!?" Andy shouted. Cheshire suddenly got him to stop the bike and skidded into a parking space. "Because this is where she was 'anointed' into her so called throne in your black market." Cheshire pulled out a gun from the waist band of her jeans. "Where the fuck did you get that?!" Seth shouted as he came to a halt by them. "I pinched it off of Greg." Cheshire said as she cocked the hammer back and pulled the magazine from the bottom of the handle. "Full cartridge. Let's go." Cheshire went in and the boys looked at each other. "Jermima threatened her brothers. She's pretty protective of family." Andy shrugged and they followed her in. "Hold right there!" Cheshire fired skillfully at the attacking man running after her with a knife. "Why are there mobs of people and crazy people chasing us?!" Andy threw his knife and the man fell when it landed into his thigh. "Hello, boys." Jermima had them at gun point. Another man came out and grabbed Cheshire by her neck, wrapping her neck with his thick arm and holding her tight to his meaty body. "Well shit." Andy sighed as his gang was surrounded by more and more people. "Jermima, let my gang go." Seth growled low and dangerous. "No, see, my drugs have good effects on people. Beneficial effects for me. Bring them to Hell."
Sherlock and John found a stubborn Scotland Yard in a recovery room of Saint Bart's. "What happened?" Seb asked a nurse. "Scotland Yard was attacked by London Devil. She killed a few officers in front of them." He answered. John found Mycroft and Sherlock arguing. "She pulled us out and I think she took Greg's gun. You need to find her or so help me I will send you to Australia!" Mycroft shouted and Sherlock was pushed out by a doctor. "Use morphine." Sherlock sighed as he went to see the detective inspector. "Why Australia?" John asked the sleuth. "Full of deadly creatures that Mycroft knows that can harm me. He wouldn't even dare to if Mum was involved on our arguments and his threats." Sherlock said looking at Greg's belongings while the police radio spoke. "Come on." Sherlock took the radio and dragged John out. They basically sprinted half way across London to see a huge police standoff with three gangs. "I need all available officers. The Killjoys, Snake Spawn, and London Devil's gangs here." An officer called on his radio. They could see a whole mass of motorcycles and hear some riders roar on their bikes, daring to run. "Snakes and Killjoys! Leave, or I'll kill your leaders!" Someone called on a megaphone in the building the first crime scene was found. "Cheshire." John pointed up and the three were standing on the ledge of the building with guns to their heads.
"Oh, there's Andy." Jim walked up behind them and he looked up the building. "What is my uncle doing here?" Andy turned his head to the three out of place people at the sidewalk. "Probably to save us." Seth said sarcastically. Cheshire saw a huge armored truck being driven down the road they drove down on. "Seth, you are right. His uncle's associate is going to bulldoze this place and we'll land safely on the metal." Cheshire deadpanned as she was whacked on the back of the head with a gun. They sigh and watch as the gangs get out of the way of the armored truck. "See you guys in Hell." Andy sighed watching as the truck came around. "Yeah, I'm bringing someone else with us." Seth turned and pulled around to kick his gunman. He grabbed Jermima and they all jumped. People screamed and John heard Sherlock's breath hitch. The truck pulled under them and then some inflatable cushion was released. They bounced as Seth started strangling Jermima. "Seth, stop it!" Andy pulled them apart and Cheshire looked around. "Alright, I'll admit I didn't expect this." Cheshire stood up and then kicked Jermima. "I had this ordered from the States just in case this was needed. Thanks Seb!" Andy smiled and stood up beside her. "No wonder they call you Black Cat! You're lucky even in danger!" Seth laughed once he realized what happened to them. "Seriously?" Cheshire whispered to Andy. "Just be glad I didn't introduce you as Kitten. You wouldn't hear the end of it." Andy smirked as Seb pulled out and drove off with them on top.
Sherlock looked at Jim and he looked equally surprised. "Did you know about the American truck?" John asked the psychopath. "Nope." Jim answered plainly. Sherlock let out a breath he didn't know he had held back and rubbed his hand down his face. "I've seen those back when I was in service. I guess he modified it with a safety cushion." John watched as the truck was driven off. Sherlock knew where they were going and turned around to the direction of the flat. John followed and Jim walked off back home the long way around. He was deciding how to properly ground Andy for doing something this stupid.