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Chapter 23: The Cursed Journal
So far, Earth was dull. There was a reason I chose my exile to here but I thought, since it was the Time Lords' favourite planet, that it would be a little more interesting than this. Back on my home planet, I'd spent most of my time studying this planet, that and how to get an exile here, and it really wasn't all it's cut out to be.
I'd landed in Manhattan, New York. I had been aiming for London, England but it was only an ocean away, no big deal. I had friends here that could get me anything I wanted and all I would have to do is give it a thought. The Leviathans worshipped the tricksters, so I knew that I already had that in the bag.
I had already been on Earth for a couple of hours and nothing had happened yet. Well, I chosen an Earth name. I'd heard two girls going on about a character called James Moriarty, and it had a nice ring to it, so I chose James Moriarty as my name. But I was getting bored and I decided it was time for me to test out my abilities on this world. I knew that my Leviathans would come to me when I needed them, so I started hunting for a victim.
They all looked so killable, but I wanted to pick someone who wouldn't be noticed if they suddenly disappeared. That meant no children, no old humans, and no families. I didn't want to chose someone homeless, that would be too easy. I eventually found the perfect couple. The two men who were staying in an old motel and wore old clothes and had an old car. Those were the two that wouldn't be missed.
I followed them through the crowd until they turned into an old junk yard. A perfect place to kill someone quietly. They pulled guns out of their belts and started searching through the old car parts. I could handle guns.
I snapped my fingers and then there was another James Moriarty beside me. He smiled at me then started following the boys while I hid.
"Hello boys," James Moriarty said once he had followed them far enough into the dump.
Automatically, both men lowered their guns. They probably thought he was just a passing human.
"Who are you?" The bigger man asked.
"Your worst nightmare," James Moriarty said. I sensed an old car at the other end of the yard and picked it up with my mind. To add to the effect, James Moriarty raised my hand and waved it front of me while I threw it.
The two men ducked just in time as the car flew over their heads and hit the ground beside them. James Moriarty and I laughed at the look on their faces when they figured out that he was far more than a nosy human.
They both raised their guns and started firing at James Moriarty. I was glad that I had created him for this or I would have been very close to dead by now. A couple bullets hit James Moriarty but he kept standing. Regular bullets didn't hurt very much.
I heard someone come up behind me, "Sir," They said. I turned around to see a group of men behind me. Leviathans.
I pointed over at the two men that I planned to kill, "Them. Kill them."
They spread out around the yard, without being seen by James Moriarty or the two men, so that the three of them were surrounded. James Moriarty lifted his arms as I lifted the cars around them mentally. The Leviathans were revealed.
The two men turned to run, but it was too late. The Leviathans charged them all at once. James Moriarty waved his arms and I threw the cars. I sent them close to the men, but only close enough to scare them. They didn't care and jumped over them, but the bigger one stumbled and fell. The shorter one raised his gun, stood over the other man and shot while he got up. But the Leviathans were too quick and they took the smaller one down.
"Sam, run!" He yelled. James Moriarty and I smiled.
But the bigger one didn't leave, he tried to fight off the Leviathans with his hands. He fell to the ground and was taken over by the Leviathans like his friend had been.
It was clear to say that they had died trying to save each other.
A few months later…
I struggled with the doorknob of my room. The Doctor had sonic locked it before he left and never sonic opened it, meaning I was stuck. I would probably have to climb out my window or something, which was disappointing. I never liked to get my Westwood suits dirty or ripped. They were just so expensive.
Just as I was about to open the window and climb out, I heard someone struggling with the doorknob from outside. I dashed back over to the other side of the room and pressed my ear up to the door.
"Who is it?" I asked.
"Kevin," a voice replied.
"Ah, good, Kevin. You need to break down this door for me," I explained.
"Why?" he asked.
I rolled my eyes, "The Doctor has been here. The other Time Lord. The one we've been looking for."
"I'll be right back with help," he said and ran off.
"Make it quick or your skin is on the line!" I yelled after him.
I remembered the Doctor from before. At the time I'd had no idea who he was, but it was definitely him who stopped me while I was trying to kill the Winchesters. Well, originally I had killed the Winchesters, but now I had no idea how I'd done it, or if I'd even done it at all.
Now that the Doctor had saved them, it meant the Winchester brothers were out there somewhere, alive, and the Doctor was probably with them. He would know that I was going to try to kill them, which I would. I had to think of an unobtrusive way to kill them off so it would be too late before the Doctor realized it was me. He couldn't change the Winchester brother's fate twice, it was too much for the universe to handle.
While Kevin Baker was gone, I searched the room for an object that I could curse. The plan was to curse the object so that one of the brothers would become mentally attached to it, and if destroyed than they would die with it. It was inescapable. I shuffled through a pile of papers until I found a book. It was leather-bound and untouched, I'd never written in it. It was perfect for my plan. If I created a psychic link with myself then I could have any information that they write in here straight to my head. If they were to work with the Doctor, then I would have their every plan in my mind, and the Doctor would never know.
I heard clicking behind me and the door to my room swung open backwards.
"The only way to get it to open was to unscrew the hinges," Kevin explained.
"Come with me," I said, picked up the journal and left the room. I could set up a life for Kevin that would lure the Winchesters in, that way Kevin could give them the book.
I led Kevin down to the basement, where I had to unlock six sets of locks before getting into. The basement was much bigger than the rest of the house. It was what we called our laboratory. Only Sebastian Moran, Dick Roman and I came in and out of here. All the workers lived down there and no one else had ever been. We couldn't have any of our secrets being leaked.
I led wide-eyed Kevin down to where I would find my good friend Daniel, who could curse the object for me. Down here we cursed and tested all kinds of different things. Right now I had most of my men working on a cloning machine that could clone more than one body at a time from even the smallest piece of DNA. I needed it so I could trick Sherlock into thinking John was in danger, but now that I had the Doctor as well, I could clone Amy and her friend as well.
I came up to Daniel who was one of the few not working on the cloning machine.
"Ah, Jim, what can I do for you today?" He asked when Kevin and I approached.
I tossed the book carelessly in front of him, "I need this cursed. A mental connection, and I need every piece of information written in there in my head the second it is written."
"Yes, sir. But I'm going to need you over here," He said. I sat in the chair where he had pointed and sat still as he lowered some sort of cap onto my head.
"This is new technology for us, sir, and so far none of our subjects have been able to escape the connection, even if they are the ones controlling it," Daniel explained.
"Leviathans aren't as powerful as I am. I will be able to get in and out when I want to," I told him.
"Yes, sir."
When Daniel turned the machine on, I felt pain. So much pain. Pain that would make Leviathans and humans alike scream and fight, but I hardly flinched. I felt it prodding at my mind, trying to force it's way in. I let it in only as far as I wanted it to, but not as far as it would have liked. Once it had settled on the fact that it was going no further than I was letting it, it went quiet and the process was over.
Daniel removed the cap from my head and I stood up.
"Kevin, you will stay down here with Daniel until he is done cursing the book. Once that is done, you will have a new life. The book will build a life for you that will lure the Winchesters in, and you will give them this book in whichever way possible. You will not remember any of this or us," I explained.
"Yes, sir," He said and I turned around and left.
"The real danger is not that the computers will start to think like men, but that men will start to think like computers."
-Sidney J Harris
