Mark Of Tsubasa

Chapter VII

-221B Baker Street-

Alice had gotten to the flat as fast as she could, with a change of clothes for Sakura to wear. What she had brought was a silver silk shirt and pants. Alice wasted no time changing Sakura out of her stained clothes and into the new ones (Of course she was being careful with her wounds). As she changed Sakura clothing, she examined her injuries on her body. No doubt, a Lost One did some of her injuries on her body. Another creature did the others. She knew what other creature caused her to have those bite wounds.

A.L: "She's lucky to be alive. Her condition?"

S.H: "She's in a coma. It'll probably last for a few weeks."

A.L: "I see. It's better than her dyeing."

S.H: "You are right about that."

A.L: "You are well aware that she was attacked by a Lost One?"

S.H: "Yes. I found that out the moment I saw it's dead body."

A.L: "So they can be killed?"

S.H: "When it's crushed yes."

A.L: "You are also aware that all of those wounds weren't caused by it?"

S.H: "Yes, I guess your friend Medusa?"

A.L: "You guess right Sherlock."

S.H: "I still can't figure out what killed it."

A.L: "Isn't it obvious?"

Sherlock paused for a minute thinking what Alice had meant by that statement. He turned to Sakura who was still sleeping in his bed, than turned back to Alice. It wasn't long until he realized what killed it.

S.H: "Oh. It was killed by her wasn't it?"

A.L: "You catch on quick. I did say before that she had unnatural talents from the day she was born."

S.H: "How?"

A.L: "She or her powers did it out of self defense. She only reacted when she became desperate."

S.H: "Her powers killed it?"

A.L: "Her powers are like a single cell, in other words they are living things and they can sometimes have minds of their own."

S.H: "Oh let me guess. In order for them to live they need a vessel."

A.L: "You're real good you know that?"

Sherlock couldn't help but smile at Alice's comment. Alice noticed that Sherlock was holding a cell phone in his hand. She can tell just by the designs that it wasn't his. The cell phone had a little bird key chain and there were feathers and stars that have been drawn on with a marker. "That cell phone belongs to her, doesn't it?" she asked the detective, "Ah, yes." He answered as he handed her the phone, "I found it in her pocket. There is a little message." Alice opened the phone and read the message and who it was from.

A.L: "This is bad."

S.H: "Yes very."

A.L: "Did you attempt to contact him?"

S.H: "I did as soon as I saw it."

A.L: "Well?"

S.H: "It went straight to voice-mail when I called."

A.L: "Bloody Hell. That's just great. What do you think?"

S.H: "He either turned off his phone, or it slipped out of his pocket. Possibly both."

A.L: "This complicates things."

S.H: "Indeed."

A.L: "I was hoping that we would have a better time at finding him than playing hide and seek with the little one. But now it's out of the frying pan and into the fire."

S.H: "Any luck on finding out who he is?"

A.L: "Sadly no. Jeremy hacked into the Baskerville network, however there no record of him or his talents."

S.H: "So the only person who can tell us now is her."

A.L: "Looks like it. Speaking of which did you manage to find out any of her relatives death?"

S.H: "So far it's not going well. The past weeks with John and I looked all over the Internet and there still no sign."

A.L: "I see."

Suddenly Sherlock's phone let out a music tone. He checked his phone and saw that he received a message from an unknown. He opened the message but all it said was:

Kinomoto 2004

Son Of God

-Hell Butterfly

The detective quickly grabbed his laptop and searched those exact keywords. When the results came up, and he was shocked to see what had appeared. "Alice, look at this!" he said as he handed her his laptop. Alice took the laptop and looked at what Sherlock had found. She was horrified to see the image, as well as the description:

HISTORY REPEATED!

30-year-old Kinomoto Tori found dead, nailed to a cross on the 20th of April in local Church. Japanese Police confirmed that he was beaten with a pocketknife, than nailed to the cross where he than bled to death. A witness had claimed that the he heard the victim screaming, than an hour later the screams soon died down, he was found in the church at 12:00 a.m.

A.L: "They crucified him?"

S.H: "The same death as Jesus the Son of God."

A.L: "A death based off of something on the past. What do you suppose it could mean?"

Sherlock turned to the message on his that was signed Hell Butterfly. Wondering who this could be, and how Hell Butterfly got a hold of his phone number. This case was just getting better and better for Sherlock. It seemed like every single day more excitement things came at the door.

"No idea."

-End Of Chapter VII-