H.L. Lore and War

V. 2 Ch. 3 Chaos on Baker Street pt. 1

London England, September 21st 1893, 221b Baker Street. The night time mist was luminated by street lamps as two figures were out chasing a wanted criminal. The mysterious criminal made a quick turn and started to run down the main street toward a near by bridge.

"He trying to escape through the suage system Watson! Hurry we need to cut him off, other wise it will be too late." Sherlock warned.

Sherlock Holmes, London's greatest detective and his newest partner were giving chase to the master mind of Professor Moriarty. Watson tried to cut him off by trying to shoot him with a stray bullet. But Moriarty was unfazed and continued to the bridge. At the bridge Moriarty took a keep of faith into a thick river of fog and made their escape. Only for Sherlock and Watson to just arrive at the bridge.

In anger and frustration Sherlock slammed his fist onto the bridge's railing. "Blasted all! We almost had him this time. How does he keep avoiding us, he is always just a few steps ahead of us."

Watson stepped forward to place their hand on Sherlock's shoulder to reassure him. "Don't worry Mr. Holmes. Its true that we almost caught him today, it just shows that we are getting closer to capturing him."

Sherlock turns to his partner as the night's fog started to lift, revealing his partner face. She was a young girl with light blue eyes and blond hair.

"Thank you Miss. Amanda Watson, you're right. It just shows that Moriarty is starting to slip, and when he does we'll be right there to catch him." Sherlock said as he recomposes himself.

Amanda smile and nods at Mr. Holmes as the two start the return to their home on Baker Street. Back at home, Sherlock takes to his studies as loses himself in his thoughts. Amanda has been working with Mr. Holmes for three years now, and knows that when he gets like this he'll want a cup of tea. So she goes into the kitchen to put the kettle on as Sherlock looks over his previous notes that he has made for Moriarty and their crimes. But something still didn't add up with these sting of murders. Sure Moriarty is said to have something to do with them but, the people that have been killed had no connections with each other. Sherlock took out his notebook and tore the pages of the case that he just did. He then laid out the past cases that Moriarty is apart of.

"There just has to be some type of connection." Sherlock said to himself and Amanda, as she brought him his cup of tea. "Ah thank you Miss. Watson. Perfect timing as always." Sherlock take the hot cup of tea from his partner. Amanda smiled but with her eyes secretly looking over Sherlock's notes as well. There was a secret connections to these random killings that only she knew.

These victims were all government secret intelligence agents. People that she has worked alongside with. But there was no way that she was going to tell Sherlock this information without revealing her identity along with this information. The government agency has given her this fales identity as the daughter of the man who was originally suppose to be Sherlock's true partner. But with his kind of skills the government feared that his intellect would one day be use against them or for them. They assassinated Arthur Watson in order to replace him with the current agent Amanda Watson, in order to gather intelligence on this so called worlds greatest detective. At first the mission has been going smoothly, but it has only been recently that the mysterious wanted criminal Moriarty has been appearing in their case files.

The only people who know about the identity of those who work in the informational branch are those within the branch itself or someone who sold this information to an enemy. Amanda has been informed to bring this criminal in for interrogation. But Moriarty has always been able to escape from her traps in capturing them. As far as she and the government that she was currently working under, saw Amanda as a genius prodigy in her field of investigation.

For the past year Amanda has been doing her own side research on the this case, seeing if there was any information or agents that might have leaked their identify. But she too has found nothing of the sort, then she started to look into the agents themselves. Seeing if there was a traitor among them, but all agents were accounted for and cleared.

Amanda has been looking into Sherlock's notes in secret in hopes that she might have missed a clue of some sort. Only to then notice a newly arrived letter that hasn't been opened yet. "Mr. Holmes, what's that letter over there?" Amanda asked as she points to the mysterious letter. "Hm? Ah, I almost forgot about this." Sherlock said as he walked away from his notes. "Its just a letter of an old friend of mime. Shes just been pestering me about coming to work for her. I've told her constantly that I don't have any interest in working for her... I suppose you don't have any interest in working as a new detective Miss. Watson?" Sherlock said as he's opens the letter at if he already knows what the letter says.

"No sir, and I don't really believe I'm well qualified for such a passion." Amanda said with a fain of ignorance. Sherlock reads his letter and let's out a heavy sigh as soon as he finished reading the letter, only to then burn the letter after words. Amanda felt a sudden regret for not being able to read the letter before him. "What did the letter say?" Amanda ask.

Sherlock turns his back to Amanda as he returns to his notes and said "Nothing much just my friend telling me that she is on her was to London to drop by for a visit. I swear this girl won't take no for an answer." Amanda went through a mental file of Sherlock Holmes to think of who might be this so called friend could be. But no one fit this girls description.

Making a new mental note of this so called friends visit, Amanda starts to help reorganize Sherlock's note. Only to suddenly notes something in a new paper arrival that Mr. Holmes cut out. It was a what appears to be a phone number that gave Amanda a clue, the number read as, 9 11 14 15 23. "Mr. Holmes, what do you make of this phone number on this article?" Amanda ask as she shows Sherlock what she found.

Sherlock scratches his head, it indeed looked like a regular phone number. But the numbers seemed off. Until Sherlock finally figured not out. "That's it! If we replace the numbers with letters it will read as, I Know. I know what? Miss. Watson search for more clippings that have any form of numbers." Amanda quickly searched the rest of the new paper clipping for any new possible codes.

Sherlock stared to write down the newly found numbers to letters. As he writes down the message it reads out as, I Know, about the Council. I am also waiting, 74-72-61-63-6b-65-72. The last code they found was written on a napkin that Moriarty had just left them before their escape that very same night. Sherlock was stumped on what that code could mean, but as Amanda went through the different codes that she was trained to learn. She realized what it read. It was code for, Tracker. Its was not just a simple word calling them trackers who were fallowing Moriarty. It was a secret code that was tightly scared under the newly developed code system of a Hex ASCII.

Amanda felt a cold sweat run down her back, no one was suppose to know their true identity or their code name, unless it was the leader of the of the investigation team. Amanda's code name that was given to her was Tracker. But only one person knew her code name and that one person is now dead. So how could Moriarty know information on her?