"": dreams.
Italics: thinking.
Bold: Letters and notes.
-/-: time lapse.
Chapter 2- two puncture wounds.
By the time all three man entered the crime scene, Anderson and his crew were already working away at the body that lay behind the yellow tape. Seeing Anderson, John quickly looked over to Lestrade for an answer as to why he was here. Lestrade, seeing this, shrugged and sighed. This was going to be a long night with these two working together.
"Ahhhh freak, I see you've finally decided to join us" said a voice from behind the group spoke.
"When a man is found with vampire-like marks, drained of blood and in front of a kindergarten, even I would get excited about this Donovan" Sherlock drawled, not even bothering to turn and face the woman. Looking around, Sherlock started to look around his new crime scene, already having 10 different scenarios in his head, but tossing some away as he looked around.
"Anderson what do you have so far?" Lestrade said, walking over to the body, but watching Sherlock out of the corner of his eye.
"37, found at 7:30am this morning, two puncture marks in the left side of his neck, about two to three and a half centimetres in depth. The newspapers are calling it a "vampire attack", which by the state of his neck, I'm starting to believe" hearing a snort from one of the corners of the yellow tape, Andersen looks up to see a smug look on Sherlock's face. "What you laughing about?"
"Only you Andersen would believe in Vampires" Sherlock let out a small chuckle before turning his back to Andersen beginning to examine the footprints that were situated beside the building, before continuing, "Once again Andersen you have proven to us how low your IQ is exactly, now if you wouldn't mind leaving my crime scene, some of us actually wish to get to the bottom of this" after saying this, John and Lestrade could be heard letting out small chuckles as they watched Andersen slump off after his forensics crew, making way for the Sociopath.
"John if you would look at the body, I would like a professional view" Sherlock stated, before walking off out one of the many doors that run alongside the building. John sighed and went to work, looking over the body he had been straddled with. He ran his finger along the puncture wounds, feeling to see if the weapon that made them had left any indent marks other than the two holes. Puzzled that he didn't find anything, he went on to check the rest of the body for any marks or wounds that could lead to the man lying here before him. This again puzzled him as he found no wounds or marks at all, how could this be? John thought. He stood up and looked over to Lestrade, shaking his head and shrugging.
"There is no way, these two puncture holes made this man die from blood loss" Lestrade walked over as John pointed to the two holes. "There has to be some other wound to allow this much blood exit the body" A look of shock passed Lestrade's face, he knew John was a capable doctor, so if he is saying that there is nothing, there is nothing.
"John, tell me what you have found" Sherlock's voice broke the sudden silence, both men looking over to him as he stand in the doorway dusting himself off.
"How on earth did you get covered in dust?" Lestrade spoke up, trying to get the topic off of the body. Sherlock however did not look impressed at the sudden topic change.
"If you must know, Graham, I was testing a theory, which I have proved to be false, now about the body, John?" he said slowly, walking over to stand next to John waiting for his answer.
"It's Greg!" Lestrade yelled frustrated, but was ignored.
"Sherlock, there's nothing, I found nothing"
"How could you find nothing John, have you suddenly sunk back into being one of the simple minded, come now think, even you are smarter then this!" Sherlock exclaimed, making John jump at the sudden confession. So he thought. He thought over all the information that he gathered from looking over the body. The two puncture wounds. No marks. No other significant wounds. No injection marks. Pale skin but not clammy. Dilated pupils. However his lips were bright red.
"Sherlock, there is nothing that could explain these types of signs" John says sighing. Turning to look at Sherlock, he watches as he stares over the body, nodding his head to nothing, obviously talking to himself again.
"That's where you're wrong John" Sherlock states slowly. Looking up at Lestrade and nodding, which seems to be his way of saying goodbye lately. He stood straight, pulled his coat around him tighter, and walked out the gate that ran around the whole school. John sighed and walked after him, knowing him wanting to stay and see what caused this man to die would be left unheard. He said a quick goodbye to Lestrade and promised to share any details that Sherlock presented later. After receiving a nod he went and found Sherlock had hailed a cab and was waiting.
"Thanks for waiting" his statement was proven untrue the moment it escaped his lips, as Sherlock seemed to be shaken out of a daze that he had as he stared at the buildings before him.
"Ahhhh John there you are, now hurry up, we have a lot to do" he said quickly, jumping into the cab and giving the address of, 221B Baker Street.
-Later that night-
John had just set a fresh cup of tea in front of Sherlock, and looked over the many pieces of paper that had accumulated on the floor since they had return home. A mumbled thanks was heard from the man sitting crossed legged on the floor staring intently at one piece of paper in particular. Walking around to retrieve his laptop, ready to write another one of his blog stories, he noticed the title on the paper. Vampires and their Victims. Shocked, John started to laugh which caught the attention of Sherlock, who looked up at him funnily.
"What's got you laughing?" he said returning to the papers in front of him. John however walked back over to the couch before he answered.
"Oh nothing, just the fact that this is the first time you have ever listened to Andersen" he said smugly, gaining another look from Sherlock, however this one was a mix of shock and mortification.
"Why would I ever take advice from that blubbering buffoon?" he asked quickly, but seeing he wasn't going to receive an answer since John had opened his laptop, he began again. "I'm only following every lead, you know I do this John, no matter how idiotic it may be" he said mumbling off at the end, as a piece of information caught his eye. A vampires can drain the blood of an adult man in under 20 minutes, and will leave no unique markings other than two puncture wounds which are caused by their teeth. Sherlock thought back to his examination of the body and sighed, it aligned too perfectly with this case, but it couldn't be vampires didn't, couldn't exsist. Shaking his head, he gathered up all the papers and placed them on the desk behind him, deciding that he must be tired if he was starting to think vampires were actually out there. Standing he bid goodnight to John and went to leave, but not before noticing that John had already started working on his latest blog. Picking up his now cold cup of tea, he walked through the kitchen and poured the contents into the sink, before heading to his bedroom. Upon entering he noticed straight away that his window was open. Scanning the room, he saw nothing out of place and no one in his room. He turned on the bedside table light and did another sweep, stopping when he saw a yellow sticky note on his mirror.
Come now Sherlock, don't tell me you're starting to believe in us Vampires. Be a good boy and go to sleep now, I'll see you very soon. JM
Hey Guys, it's soul! So I am currently on the bus back from uni so I decided to write this, yay! So a lot has happened since I posted the first chapter, which thank you to everyone who has read it! And followed it! And reviewed it! You all helped make this chapter possible after this week. So one of my good friends died at only 15, I got fired from my job, cause apparently I didn't seem happy there, and uni is getting harder. But Ahhhh well, here is another chapter, that I hope you like! I will try and update regularly but if I stop for a bit please know that I have no abandoned it, I'm just stuck with uni. Before I go, I would just like to say a huge thank you to my beta: This-Pen-Name-Is-Too-Long, thank you so much for all the help you have given me to start this story, and all the help you will give me in the future! Thanks again guys!