Barney Killer| Wattys 2016

a wild hell hound

A/N: This is a full Elizabeth Holmes book. Hell hound on right outfit on the left. Outfit for the Hell Hound adventure
"Young and stupid will be found soon" I muttered looking at John's laptop. A new case had landed on the desk but it was a killer Barney. I wish I was joking but no there is a killer running round London dressed as Barney. Thankfully the press had not caught wind yet. "Im going to hub. I've got a stray Hell hound"| a couple hours later "So this is not a straight up hell hound. It's been trained to kill." John asked "well yeah" "I don't believe this. Go sleep I think you need it". Trust me I tried but my mind kept going over today's events.

*rewind a couple hour's*

"Where is said hell hound'' these were the words that started all this mess. I walked into the alley way faced with a dog spewing lava. This is going to be interesting. I shot spells trying to tame it but they just bounced off the black fur. After unsuccessfully getting it down I unleashed my knife and appartated on its back, "Beth what the hell are you doing? " Jack was standing with the rest of the team I nearly fell off but steadied myself. After bucking about on the hound for 10 minutes I managed to bury my knife in the back of the hell hounds neck. Before I could apparate the hound fell and i was taken with it. Can we just note this hound was as tall as a second storey buliding? I landed on my back and before I could roll away a mass of black fur descended upon me.

I awoke in Jack's arms and feeling as if Id been thrown off a buliding, which I essentially had. "How in flipping hell did you survive that?!" Plum exclaimed while she dressed the wound on my leg. "I honestly have no clue" I replied. Do you honestly know how terrifying it is to fall off a hell hound? Then be crushed by said hell hound? Totally terrifying. "Beth im going to Mary's are you going to be alright?" John asked as he shrugged on his coat "Yeah I'll just watch some films" I replied "be back soon" the door slammed. I decided to look into this Barney Murders, and with Sherlock gone it would be me working this out. His death still hurts but I've learnt how to deal with it.

"BENEDICT HAS SIRUS DIED AGAIN?!" I hollered from my room but was met with silence. I decided to go investigate the weird cry that had sounded from Benedict's room. Why must boys be so diff..shiz. The door had been rammed and was swinging open. I drew my gun and pushed the door open with said gun. "Put that down or we will kill your boyfriend"