Chapter 3: Family
Notes:
The 3rd chapter of waves of secrets :).
Sherlock was lost in his memories when his phone went off.
A text from Lestrade… another victim.
Should he call John? No, John would ask more questions.
In silence he put his coat on, walked to John's room and opened the door a little. John was sleeping with a peaceful smile on his lips. "If I could tell you… but I can't, I really wished you could find it out."
When Sherlock was eighteen, he returned with his parents to the see… the place where they had found him.
His mother gave him a hug. "Just be careful ok? Maybe your family lives there, but if they don't..." His mother swallowed.
"I can do this mum, I'm coming back!"
He removed all his clothes and stepped into the ocean, he closed his eyes and let the transformation come. It was easier to transform without his clothes. He didn't know where they went when he transformed, but he knew it was more painful, and harder.
When he was fully transformed he dived under water.
He looked at his tail, icy blue grey, just like his eyes or the sea at a stormy day.
With the childhood memories in his head he started to swim.
After hours he saw something, merpeople were swimming in and out a village.
Should he swim inside? He was a merman…
He passed a few merpeople, the man and women looked a lot like him. Dark wavy hair, stormy eyes and blue grey tales.
He smiled at a few people. What was he doing? Where was the house of his real parents? It was here somewhere. He was swimming past the village guards when he felt something sting against his back.
The merpeople around him had stopped swimming and looked with interest at him.
"Identify yourself!" the guard said.
"My name is Sherlock Holmes."
A few whispers resonated through the water. "Sherlock? – He is dead… eaten by humans. – No?"
"Who are you? Don't lie to me boy!"
"My name is Sherlock, Holmes is the name my foster parents gave me."
Sherlock turned around to face the guard; their stormy eyes met each other.
Sherlock was surprised by the look in the guard's eyes.
"Sherlock?" the guard asked.
Sherlock rolled his eyes. "Is it so hard to believe? Why is everybody so stupid? Didn't you get it from the first time? MY NAME IS SHERLOCK!"
A sad smile appeared on the guard's face. "It is you, you were little when you went missing."
"Do you know where my family lives?"
The guard tucked his head. "They are dead, I'm the only surviving member of your family."
"Really?"
"Really Sherlock, I'm your cousin, and it's better that you leave this place. Your parents were executed when they lost you, I was to young… but the tribe thought it was their fault for losing you. They gave you to the humans! They almost exposed us"
"They didn't! I was bored, I just wanted to see the human world."
The look on his cousin's face turned from happiness to anger. "Then it's your fault Sherlock Holmes! Go back to the human world, because you are worse than any human!"
Sherlock held up his hands in a calming gesture. "Wait, I can explain…"
His cousin's hand was touching his lips. "You shall never speak about us, and you shall never speak about what you are. You can talk about what you are to the people that know your secret, but if they tell your secret to others: You shall die a painful death."
His cousin led him out of the village. "It's for the best Sherlock, you can't stay here because your mind is corrupted by humans, but they will love you, hate you or kill you if they find out what you are. That's why I'm sealing your lips. Go Sherlock Holmes, and never come back."
The memory faded away, Sherlock gave an unhappy sigh and closed the door of John's room. There was a case waiting.