-reader's pov-
pistol tightly clenched in hand, I darted across the theatre room, my jaw gaping in astonishment as I watched enola take the huge swing from the balcony to the stage with the flimsy, wooden swing.
she landed with a thud as I sprinted down a set of stairs and into the backstage. I continued to run, smoothly dodging and avoiding any obstacles in my way until I stopped once I had reached a dead end.
but of course when I span back around again, I was met with a muscular-looking man towering over me. he wore a malicious grin across his face and his eyes pierced down into my soul.
I looked down to my gun to discover only one bullet remained, did I really want to waste it on this oaf?? no, of course not.
being the idiot he is, the man took the first punch, but due to this being expected, I managed to dodge it with ease. his fist instead met with the wooden wall behind, the impact causing the wall to crack a little. meaning it was now my turn to hit, I threw a strong punch to the man's gut and he folded over whilst clutching onto his stomach in pain. as he was bent over slightly, I twisted the gun in my hand before smashing the holder into the man's nose. I cringed in disgust at the sickening cracking noise that came from his nose before taking another blow. this time, I managed to score a strike, his nose now completely destroyed, he tumbled to the floor in agony.
satisfied with this result, I leapt over the fallen body and raced towards the stage again. but I froze in fear when I found enola and grail up on one of the fragile wooden beams. enola was cornered, if she fell, she'd die.
-enola's pov-
grail had thrown me to the hard material of the wooden plank, enraged in anger that the knife he had plunged into me was infact fake.
I gasped as he turned around to collect the large hook that was hung up on a metal bar. but before I regained a stand, I grabbed the extremely important papers from where they had been dropped on the beam.
grail began to hurl the hook about, a merciless expression growing across his face like wildfire. with one whip, he thrusted the heavy piece of metal at my stomach, causing me to grunt loudly in pain. but he then took another hit, deeply slashing the side of my temple. a large gash formed as the hook sliced through my flesh like a bread knife. the cold sensation of blood poured from the wound, dripping down the side of my face in gallons at a time. my vision was blurry and dizzy as I fell back onto the beam, my body crashing against the wooden material.
grail loosely swung the hook about from hand to hand as he edged towards me. I whimpered out as he tried to steal the papers from me, but it unfortunately ended up in him being successful. he tightly grasped the papers in his hand, anger furrowed upon his face.
"what places we find ourselves in," he smirked wickedly, "what places indeed.. I've always loved the theatre. I used to dream I'd end up on the stage," he chuckled dryly.
echoing footsteps suddenly boomed from behind grail. shocked, he span on his heels to find y/n, who aimed a pistol right at him.
"have fun dreaming in hell, nonce." she spat, her voice dripping with venom before she pulled the trigger. a loud bang erupted throughout the room as grail collapsed. he went tumbling right to the stage below, cold-dead.
a small cloud of smoke polluted from the pistol, I watched with wide eyes as y/n blew this smoke away.
it was as if she could tell I was lost for words, "you're welcome." she grinned widely before carefully walking over to me. she offered a hand to lift me up, gratefully I accepted it and she pulled me up with ease.
our faces were just inches apart and our hands still remained interlocked. her steady breaths blew onto my quivering lips softly, a strange feeling erupted in the pit of my stomach. it spread a flickering warmth inside me like butterflies. her fingers were cold but they still managed to bring me an odd sort of warmth.
I didn't know what this feeling was, but that didn't mean I didn't cherish every second of it.
had I fallen in love with y/n l/n?..
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sleuth's love
Fanfic"catch me if you can, ms holmes." who would've thought that the sherlock holmes' younger sister could crack a case of her own? no one, that's your answer. no one until now. as enola embarks on her journey to find a missing girl, she discovers an u...