So so so sorry this took so long! School, life, work and well my other stories got in the way a wee bit. This chapter is a bit shorter so sorry about that. I hope I can make the next chapter longer. I can type this up at lunch in school so I should have a bit more time and be a wee bit quicker in my uploads. I am so glad some of you are liking the story and your reviews really make me smile :). Some of you have asked about bringing back Sherlock's mother and I think I can fin a way to get her back in :). It won't be right away but she will make a return. Mycroft and Lestrade will meet again for sure don't worry bout that. SO this is Victim #2. Enjoy!

I DON"T OWN SHERLOCK

Sherlock crouched down but noticed some things that were different than the other body. Firstly, the marking was carved onto the boys back instead of his stomach. The mark was cleanly done but appeared as if it was done post-mortem instead of before. With gloves on, he carefully turned the body over and noticed the boy's throat was slit. He suspected that a lot of his blood would be missing as well but used instead of wasted.

He leaned into the body and smelt the remains of chloroform. The girl he got without a problem but this boy must have been harder to grab if he needed chloroform to restrain him. On his right shoulder, he noticed another one of the same satanic symbol the girl had burned onto her body burn onto him the same way. The boy had also been stripped down to just his boxers.

His stomach had scratches of the same red spray paint that was on the girl. He assumed they were killed in the same location or at least a similar one. His hair was wet with the same salty water that the girl had all over her.

"His name is Henry Larkin age 17. His parents called the police saying he never came home last night after helping out in a small church. He was supposed to be home around 8 but never showed. They got worried since he never comes home late. There wasn't much the police could do before. Now there is nothing we can do," Lestrade said sadly looking down at the boy. Even though he wasn't the one who made the call he wished he could have done something.

"Really a church? Doesn't seem like the kind of boy to do something like that," John said looking across at the boys tattoo's and piercings.

"Maybe he was trying to get his sins forgiven for his crimes," Sherlock said still bent over the body.

"What crimes? He hasn't done anything."

"Oh no? Then why would he have this wallet?" Sherlock asked as he pulled out a small floral wallet. He opened it up and it had the health card of Cathy Clements as well as a small amount of cash.

"Well this is a turn of events," Greg said not expecting this.

"Has this boy never done anything wrong?" John asked.

"Not as far as I know. No serious legal trouble but maybe no one has caught him yet," Greg replied.

"Well clearly he has done something," Sherlock said before placing the wallet into a zip lock bag and handing it to forensics. He got up and got a few samples from the body. The salty water, the spray paint, the dirt stuck into his legs and some stuff that was under his nails.

"What about those signs carved and burned onto his body?" Lestrade asked.

"The burn mark is a satanic symbol but the ones he carves onto them are unknown to me," Sherlock replied. "I'm starting to think this is for some kind of satanic cult or something. His throat was slashed and I think they may have taken a good amount of his blood. My guess would be that it's some sort of sacrifice," Sherlock finished getting up.

"Well how do you think we are supposed to figure out what these marks mean?" Greg asked.

"Hmm I have no idea," Sherlock replied looking annoyed that he didn't know the answer.

"I guess it's another all nighter, am I right?" John asked trying to hide a yawn.

"Looks that way, yes. Come along John," Sherlock said before rushing over to the busy streets to catch a cab back to Baker Street. John ran over behind Sherlock and caught up with him quickly. Sherlock got a cab and they both made there way in.

Back at the flat, John had taken a nap on the couch as Sherlock looked through the microscope at some of his samples. "John I need you to try to figure out what these symbols are," Sherlock called to him. He opened up his eyes and saw it was 9:00 in the morning. He groaned and stretched as he got up.

"Alright, alright let me just make some-" John started as he walked over to the cupboard but saw that they were out of coffee. "Sherlock why are we out of coffee I bought some just two days ago?" John asked annoyed.

"I drank it all last night," he said casually as if it was no big deal. John groaned in annoyance and went to get his coat.

"I'm going to get some now then. I don't think I will be much use to you in this state," he said catching a yawn.

"Bring me one too," Sherlock said not tearing his eyes away from his notes. John simply grunted his understanding.

John made his way down the street to a local starbucks. He wasn't one for the fancy drinks but it was close and he needed anything to wake him up. He went in and placed his orders before getting out. As he walked back, he noticed a small book store he had never really been into. He looked inside and noticed a few books with symbols on it.

He shrugged his shoulders and decided to go in for a quick peek maybe being able to find a book with the symbols in it. "Hello there," the lady at the cash register greeted with a warm smile. John smiled and nodded back as he sipped his coffee. "Can I help you with anything?" she asked politely.

"Uhh, actually maybe, I need a book with different symbols in it," he said as she came over.

"Okay what kind of symbols did you have in mind?" she asked.

"I have no idea, just any book for now so I can have a peek."

"Alright um here we have some secret code symbols," she said pointing towards some books in the sci-fi and spy section.

"Not really what I had in mind," he said as he looked through a few dotted type of symbols. They were more codes than symbols.

"Alright, how about mores code?" she tried.

"Nope I already know that and it's not what I'm looking for," he replied.

"Phonetic alphabet?" she tried.

"Nope not really, look I think I can handle it but thanks for your help," he said trying to sound kind.

"Okay dear if you need anything else you know where I am," she said before going back to the front. John browsed a little before he caught sight of the religion section. He picked up a bible and look at it.

As he was about to put it back he noticed a book with angels and symbols on the cover. He picked it up and opened the book and gasped at he recognized the second symbol. He quickly ran up to the front with the book in hand and put it onto the counter.

The clerk looked shocked before ringing the book up. Since it was in a bargain book store it came up to 3 quid. He quickly rushed back to Baker Street careful not to spill the coffee's. "What took you so long," Sherlock said still in the same place, staring down into his microscope.

"Well I figured out the symbols carved on the bodies," John said slightly out of breath causing Sherlock to turn and focus his attention on him. He got up and looked at the book in John's hand. "It's enochian, the language of the angels," John said.

So a bit of my supernatural love is coming into this but I do like this antagonist. Enochian symbols can be found on google if curious and this is clearly a sign to someone. Feel free to leave a review with any ideas or comments :) Thanks all!