After fleeing from England to Switzerland after his supposed death, the Lord of Crime, William James Moriarty makes his comeback as a crime consultant to finish off making his New World. But this time, Sherlock is his partner in crime and two little...
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"Ah, Sherlock! It's been a while hasn't it?" A manly voice erupted from the back, he had dark brown hair with hazel eyes and a tall physique, "Ryan! We met not too long ago, my dear friend" Sherlock voiced out as he looked at Ryan, his hands leaving William's shoulder. However, despite that, William still looked at himself in the mirror. His mind was clouded with thoughts. Will I regret this? Will people notice me? is what he had thought.
"I suppose this is your said comrade ey?" Ryan said, "Indeed, you might want to introduce yourself, Ryan," Sherlock said. "Right, I'm Ryan! Co-owner of the shop, and you must be?" Ryan spoke out as he lends a hand out to shake William's.
It was moving all too fast, William thought. He had to quickly make up an alias or otherwise he might be recognized. "I'm A-Aiden Evans...I'm Aiden Evans" William shook his hand. "So, why have you suddenly brought a friend here Sherlock?" Ryan asked, "Please, do some magic on him, make him look entirely different" Sherlock requested, "Why is that?" Ryan asked, "It's for a special reason" Sherlock replied as he let out a wink to William, and of course, heat again filled his cheeks.
"Please Mr. Evans, take a seat" Ryan requested William, and William followed the request. Ryan puts around him the barber's cape and stands for a while, ideas bombarding his active mind. "You said you wanted him to look different, am I right?" Ryan asked Sherlock, "Yes" Sherlock replied, "Mr. Evans before I start, do I have your permission to dye your hair?" Ryan asked, William took a quick second to think of this decision.
"Yes, you have my permission" he replied
Time Skip...
The smell of henna lingered in the air as Ryan did the procedure. It was painful to the nose, a sharp smell of eucalyptus bombarded Sherlock, Ryan, and William's nose. Occasionally, one of them would sneeze from time to time. "Alright, then Mr. Evans-" William had caught him off, "Please, drop the formality and call me Aiden." He spoke, "Right, Aiden. We'll let this sit for a while and then we'll wash it off" Ryan spoke. Sherlock was sitting on a couch nearby, reading a newspaper and drinking his flask which had whiskey.
"So tell me Aiden, what do you work as?" Ryan asked, "I'm currently jobless at the moment" William replied, "That's unfortunate. Why are you in need of such a transformation?" Ryan asked, "Personal reasons" William replied. Ryan took out his pocket watch from his pocket and looked at the time, "In about 20 minutes, we'll wash it off" Ryan said and William gave a nod.
20 Minutes Later...
"Right, Aiden, let's go remove the henna," Ryan said and William stood up and followed him. He sat down on a chair and he let Ryan rinse his hair, letting the warm water flow through his hair as it splashed.
After a while, they were finished. Ryan took a towel and dried off his hair, letting the water and the smell of the henna absorb into the towel. William's hair had become reddish-orange and he was in shock, he indeed looked different. "I believe there is no need for a haircut, you indeed look different now," Ryan said. "We'll let your hair dry off and we're done with the day" Ryan spoke, "Thank you, Ryan" William spoke out, "It's my duty," Ryan said with a smile as he walked off.
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here's a basis on how it looks like ! credits to @_SpiSpi_ for the art work !
"You indeed look different, Liam." Sherlock popped out of nowhere, suddenly scaring William. It wasn't evident really, William's eyebrows just lifted. "Here, take these pince-nez glasses, you can use them to also improve your transformation. But do not fret, they do not have any specific grade" Sherlock said as he gave him the glasses, the glasses had a golden frame and crystal clear lens.
When William wore the glasses, he looked entirely different. He somehow looked younger. A little while later, his hair dried up. "Wow, Aiden, you look different!" Ryan said as he went out from the backroom. "Seeing that your hair has dried off, let us comb it shall we?" Ryan said, "Sure thing," William said.
The comb had perfectly molded his hair into shape. His hair looked almost the same as when he was in the Noahtic. "And...we are done!" Ryan said. He took off the barber's cape and William stood up, he dusted his suit before stretching after sitting for a long period of time
"You indeed look different, Aiden" Sherlock called out.
"And I am happy with the results" William spoke out. A small smirk arose from the corner of his lips.
