All Property is theft!
Sorry about the amount of time it has taken me to update, but Lucy came home for a few days, and I haven't had any energy for writing, lol!
I love Mycroft, he's just that little bit too sinister!
They stood in the street staring at each other for a few moments, Keridwyn felt herself wilting somewhat under Holmes's gaze. The desire to vanish was burning her, however she didn't know how much he had deduced, and didn't want to give her own secret away without John's permission.
"How did you deduce about the magic?" she asked falteringly, painfully aware of his scrutiny.
"We've been walking briskly for 15 minutes, your not out of breath, your hearts not racing, in fact I'm not sure you're breathing at all, also not once during this walk have you made the sound of a footfall. You're not a ghost I can touch you, so you're something else. I am aware of the existence of a magical community in London, although I have limited experience, so I don't know what you might be, however as you're controlled by John, he must have some magical power."
She stood there dumbstruck, she'd been trying to act like a normal human for the last hour and apparently she had done a terrible job. John was going to be so angry with her, he had explained how important it was to act like a normal person in front of Sherlock Holmes, but apparently she was incapable of that. She was about to ask if he was going to experiment on her, when he looked up and past her, along the road.
"My brother is at last making his scheduled appearance, come on my dear, he doesn't like it when I keep him waiting". Sherlock starts marching smartly towards the black Mercedes limousine just pulling up to the kerb behind her. Keridwyn follows in his wake, as he walks to the door, he opens it, and allows her to slide inside, before climbing in next to her. For a second she forgets who she is, she just feels trapped. The man opposite her in the car is Mycroft Holmes, she remembers John describing him, explaining how dangerous he was, and how she must hide from him. The woman next to him is the woman John calls 'not Anthea', Keridwyn remembers that John describes her as stunning, she can see why now. Her hands are shaking for the first time in her incredibly long life she's scared.
"Sherlock" Mycroft Holmes, nodding at his brother "Miss" he adds nodding to her, "I need you to tell me everything you know about Dr Watson," he added.
"Is this to do with the kidnap?" Keridwyn asked Sherlock confused. He took her hand, and squeezed it in a way she assumed he thought would be comforting.
"I'm sure Dr Watson would be grateful if you could give us some information pertaining to why he may have been 'taken', it will of course help me to get him back to 221b much quicker." Mycroft sneered, and Keridwyn shifted uncomfortably. She had the desire to vanish again, or turn into her demon form, she didn't like this other Mr Holmes, but she had to get John back, and after all it wasn't the first time she'd supped with a devil.
"John Watson is a good man, he was a soldier and my owner likes to look after good soldiers. He's been cast into this battle and as he has a reasonable amount of power he will be useful to our cause."
"What side is that?" Mycroft asked, rather more gently this time. Keridwyn looked at him as if he was mad.
"Those of our clan, our family, against the others." She explained, "I'm assuming you know that there are more than two sides in this war? There are hundreds of factions, going back thousands of years. My owner, our family has been fighting since the demon wars. My owner likes John, he will offer him all the protection our family can give him, for your battles out in the 'real world', it is of course the dame war we are fighting ourselves. Control, and power, same war different battles."
"Mycroft and myself are on different sides" Sherlock answered her unasked question, "we understand these battles, but I need to know whose side John is on?"
"Mr Holmes" Keridwyn addressed Sherlock "you are a clever observant man, you know the answer to that. John is a trustworthy honest caring man who at this moment needs your help, wouldn't we be better looking for him, than discussing his trustworthiness?"
"Oh, we don't need to worry about that, we know exactly where Dr Watson, and Dr Sawyer are" Mycroft drawled "you see I had them kidnapped".
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