Opening Authoressial Note: Hi guys. (Timid wave) I know I'm supposed to be writing the sequel to RISTI, but I've had this on my computer for a while and I thought I'd try delving back into the world of SH fanfiction, sooo... please don't eat me. (Retreats into dark corner)
Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock Holmes! I do have 3 different copies of his stories, though. Why? Because one is ILLUSTRATED! And the other... was bought on Ebay... by accident... yeah.
"Ow! OW! Hey, let go!!"
"What's this, Moriarty?" a man's voice called from the dimly lit area at the far end of the room. "I wouldn't have expected you to drag a civilian into the mess."
"I wouldn't have," my captor growled, "but this one was in my home with no explanation for how she got here."
"I DID TOO HAVE AN EXPLANATION, YOU LYING JERK! I TOLD YOU, I FELL THROUGH A HOLE!!"
"People who fall through holes do not generally end up in the second story of people's townhouses. Chain her up," he ordered the flunky holding me.
"What?! Chain – NO!!" That was when I put my self-defense skills to good use and used the flunky's body weight against him. This had, however, the unfortunate effect of sending us both toppling down the stairs. Fortunately, he got the worst of it.
Less fortunately, when I leapt to my feet, there was another flunky pointing a gun at my head. At least, I assumed he was a flunky; on second glance, however, he looked perhaps a bit too well-dressed and groomed to hold such a low rank.
"Well done, Moran." Ah, the Evil Captor knew his name! Rank upped from "flunky" to "sidekick!" "Would you like the honors?"
"Certainly." And suddenly I was being hauled to my feet and chained to a wall next to two grown men.
"HEY! You can't DO this! OOHHHH, this is SO illegal! ARGH! GET BACK HERE!!"
The sidekick named Moran disappeared into the darkness, and shortly afterward came the definitive BOOM of a large and heavy door shutting.
Silence. Total darkness.
"Hullo," said one of my fellow prisoners – not the man chained next to me, but the one on his far side. "Sorry you got wrapped up in all this. Are you alright? That was quite a nasty tumble you took down those stairs."
"Yeah, I'm fine, thanks for asking. The flunky took most of it. But seriously, who is this guy? And why the heck does he have a dungeon in his house?"
"His name is Professor James Moriarty," the man to whom I was speaking said grimly. "He's quite a brilliant man, an outstanding criminal, and apparently a model society figure. And in regards to your second question… I suppose precisely for this purpose."
"Yeah, that's kind of obvious… but still weird…"
There was a pause. I felt the need to render it nonexistent.
"My name's Lukas."
"A pleasure to meet you, though I wish it could have been under different circumstances. I am Dr. John -"
And then there was an explosion.
A3: MUAHAHAHA cliffhanger on the first chapter, HOW DO YA LIKE ME NOW. ...I bet not much, huh.
...Eventually I will kidnap someone from the SH-verse to do these Ending Authoressial Notes with me. In the meantime, it's just me... asking nicely for reviews. So, please? Tell me what you think? (Puppy eyes)