Chapter XXXIV: Emotionless

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I had never seen Sherlock like this before, not even towards Moriarity. As I walked up to the two men who had been known to be eachothers arch-enemies, I feel the threatening atmosphere handing in the air. The fact that I had a massive headache from the hit on my hear some time ago didn't help that the two were screaming at eachother.

I stood right next to Sherlock, looking down on Moriarity. Only then I noticed how small he actually was next to me and Sherlock. He was around 170cm, while me and Sherlock were around 180-185cm tall. 

Even though he was so much smaller, this man was capable of destroying an entired human race. 

''You destroyed her life!'' Sherlock shouted abusively

''And I don't regret a single second of it.'' Moriarity replied smirking: ''It was amazing, right kitten?''

At this Sherlock snapped, so did I. Sherlock launched himself at him as for me, everything before my eyes went red. I launched myself at him too at this point.

Alot of beating and yelling followed, but I'll spare you the details.

I got up as I wiped the fresh blood off my face. It wasn't mine. 

I walked away from Moriarity. Sherlock had already stepped away, he was out of breath.

As soon as I heard a noice behind me, I turned around: Moriarity had stood up, now tobbing weakly on his feet:

''What if Sherlock finds out about your past Y/N? What if he finds out you're the one who caused all of this?''

''Stop it before I do something I might regret.'' I said, cold impression in my eyes.

"No. Let's talk about russia, and that russian spy.''

''Shut.Up.''

''And all of the many people you killed.''

''SHUT UP!'' I yelled, pulling another gun out of my pocket:

''I might have hidden my past, but don't for a second, think I forgot about it.''

I pointed the gun at Moriarity: ''Do it then, you ain't got the nerve.''

''You know: there's parts of me I cannot hide, although I've tried and tried a million times.''

At this sentence, my impression went cold and emotionless, I walked up to Moriarity and put the gun straight to his head.

Due to my past as an assasin, I could switch my emotions on and off, just like a lightswitch. It could be very usefull, but it also had concequences. Whenever I did, I was able to kill everyone that got in my way, and that could be really dangerous.

I looked him into his eyes:

''Goodbye Y/N.''

''Goodbye Jim.''

The next second a gunshot could be heard from for off the top of the building.

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