Sherlene Holmes was not really born a Holmes. Heck, Mycroft was not really her biological brother.
Her own mother was actually pregnant with her as she was running from a pursuer around the time Mycroft's mother passed.
Sherlene wishes she could no...
William and the others were back in the Moriarty Estate with Moran and Fred as they talked over what happened the other night.
"So, this strange man was actually able to control Drebber's corpse?" William asked.
"Hard to believe, but yeah. Sent chills up my spine seeing it. Though not as much as Jefferson. He was practically screaming bloody hell trying to get away from it. Apparently this guy that did it goes by 'Undertaker', and he's been working with Holmes. Then the bloke snapped the corpse's neck killing it again after Jefferson confessed. Holmes actually outsmarted us this time." Moran said having some whisky while Fred had tea.
William narrowed his eyes in amusement as he had his tea. "Interesting. I originally thought he would be a simple white pawn, but he proved otherwise."
"Now what William?" Louis asked.
"We'll have to reevaluate our next move. Can't afford to fall behind after all." William smiled. ------------- Unknown to him Sherlene was already arranging a major move.
"Watson, Hudson. I hope you two are ready for major change, especially since this Lord of Crime is afoot in London. We going to relocate." Sherlene said as she was packing up.
"Eh?! We're moving? Where will we live now?" Watson asked.
"A old childhood home. I've already informed some old friends there." Sherlene smiled sadly.
------------ Within the day, they arrived at an old mansion by sunset.
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"This was your old home?! Are you a noble?! Wait, your brother is the government, but he doesn't have a title." Hudson exclaimed.
"I was more or less adopted. My mother was pregnant with me shortly after Mycroft's mother passed away. She was a noble. A Phantomhive." Sherlene explained. "Her Majesty learned of my existence after my birth and kept it secret."
The trio walked into the mansion and they were greeted by four people.
"Hello everyone."
"Young mistress! It's been so long! You're staying for good now?!" A blonde male with blue eyes smiled.
"Course she is, idjit. She said that in her telegram after all." A dirty blonde male smirked as he smoked a cigarette.
"We'll be like a little family again!" A magenta haired maid said.
"I agree, said Emily." A man with snakes commented. "Tanaka said he'll be arriving by tomorrow. "Don't worry, Madame Adelphia will have her other servants helping her."
"Well, everyone, we better get busy. In a couple days we'll have old friends back." Sherlene said taking out a small box.
Opening it, it was the Phantomhive Ring.
After a moment......Sherlene put it on her right tall finger.
"There's a Lord of Crime on the loose. And we'll show him who's really in charge of the Underworld."
"Yes milady!" The servants saluted.
"How should we have you be known of your return?" Bard asked.
"What better way than at a ball? There's one that will play a game dedicated to the Lord of Crime." Sherlene smiled.
------------------------ Meanwhile, nine people throughout London had all recived a letter.
"Phantomhive has finally accepted her role, huh?" A Cabernet singer smirked.
"How interesting." Remarked a Casino dealer.
Undertaker cackled as he read the letter. "The Lord of Crime will be playing a dangerous game now."
"So its time for us to come out of the shadows...." a Pet shop owner said as she was flanked by two handsome males that had animal features.
"......About time. I was getting bored...." Remarked a Japanese assasin.
A priestess looked at the letter with a blank look. "So, this Lord of Crime dares to challenge the Aristocrats of Evil?........Not that he knows."
"Now this is a story worthy of journalism. Max. We got work to do." Smiled a Journalist.
"Its time for us to take back the Underworld and clean it up? Its been mucked up too long." A Doctor smiled.
"Mr. Lord of Crime has forced us to return to the stage, and Phantomhive shall be at the center." An Egyptian trader remarked. ------------------ Oh I know what you're thinking.
Yeah, the Moriarty Brothers will be in trouble if they are not careful. Plz comment!
