Moriarty's Phantom

Chapter 1

  **This entire story is dedicated to my best friend, Rachel. She's not on wattpad to see this, unfortunately. I am forever grateful that she kept pushing me to get all the stories in my head and put them on here. Thank you, Rachel! I love you! <3<3**

I sit on the couch staring out of the tinted window in my bedroom at the world below watching all the people live their ordinary little lives. 'These humans truly are adorable.' I think to myself. I focus my eyes on the group of what I deduce to be 10 year old girls. I start to wonder what it would be like to have real friends instead of the group of snipers I grew up with. I think about what kind of life I would be living if I wasn't a Moriarty. "Phantom! Can you come down here please, love?" Daddy shouts from the bottom of the staircase. I stir from my daze and answer, "Be right there!" Since it's just me and my dad that live here, I don't have to grab my mask. Yep. This is my life. Hiding my face behind a mask because there are people out there that want me dead. All because I'm Jim Moriarty's daughter.

I pick myself up off of my couch, walk out the door, and stroll down the stairs to meet my father in the living room. I see my father sitting in his arm chair with his cup of tea staring right at me. "I have a job for you." he says in that deep Irish lilt that I have grown very fond of over the years. "Really?" I asked stunned. 'He never lets me out away from the house! When he does, it's only to either get the mail or to just enjoy myself in the back yard. This must be a prank. Yes, a prank.' I think to myself. "Are you being serious right now?" I ask. "Yes. As a matter of fact I am. I need you to keep an eye on someone for me." My brain has no idea how to process this. These are words I thought I would never hear my father say in my entire life, even though I'm only ten. "Who?" was the only thing that came out of my mouth. "Come sit. I will brief you."

Daddy handed me the file and informed me on Sherlock Holmes and his charge Alice. 'Ooh..... She should be fun to play with.' I think to myself while giving an unconscious evil grin just like my father. "Are you even listening to me?" my father says breaking me out of my thoughts. As I come out of my thoughts, I hear my father say, "I knew it. I knew you weren't ready for this. I'll have one of my professionals handle this. Go on back up to your room. I don't need you right now." As soon as he said that I shot straight up pleading, "No no no no! I'm sorry! I truly was listening! I just got caught up in my excitement. I'm ready. Really I am. Please please please let me do this!" Daddy leans back in his chair contemplating his decision. After a few moments of silence and a little help from the pouty lip and sad eyes, Daddy gives in with a sigh and says, "Ok. Just enough with the lip and the eyes please." I shot up from the couch jumping for joy shouting yey and practically pouncing on my dad. "Thank you thank you thank you!" After I loaded his cheek with kisses, I sprinted to my room going to call Seb. "Pick up pick up pick up." I mutter over and over while waiting for the sniper to pick up his phone. "Hello?" the sniper finally answer. "Sebby! Guess what guess what guess WHAT!" I ask full of excitement. "Your father gave you your first assignment?" he asks with a hint of cockiness in his voice. "My father gave me my first assignment! Hey! How did you know that?" I asked with a mix of confusion and annoyance in my voice. "Your father may or may not have asked for my opinion on the matter. For the record, I was completely for the idea if that is of any consolation." he says trying to redeem himself. "Remind me to skin him later. " I say sarcastically while giggling. "Yes ma'am." Seb laughs heartily. "He also told me that I was to supervise you on your mission." Seb clarifies. "Seb," I whine. "I don't need you! I can do it myself." I plead. "I know you can, but your father insists I accompany you in case something goes wrong and your discovered."Seb says trying to be empathetic. "There's no way to talk him out of it is there?" I ask defeated. "No, I'm afraid not." Seb says with a hint of a giggle in his voice. He lets out a sigh before trying to explain, " Look, kiddo, I know you could handle this on your own, but you have to understand that your father is only sending me there to make sure that nothing goes wrong." "I know." I say. "He is just too over protective. I just want him to understand that I will not be his prisoner forever." "I know that, you know that, and deep down your dad knows that. Your father is just trying to keep you safe from the many enemies that he has accumulated over the years. Especially, since your mother is still on the loose." He says. "Why does she want me dead anyway? What did I ever do to her?" I ask with rage in my voice. "She doesn't want you dead, Phantom, not right now at least. For some reason she wants to use you to bring down your father. Unfortunately, I know your mother, and I know her extremely well almost as well as your father does. I have no doubt in my mind that she would kill you after she was finished with you. I know that what I am telling probably isn't comforting, but it is the truth. Everything your father does is for your own protection. You have to understand that." Seb says soothingly. "I do understand that. Really I do. What I don't understand and probably will never understand is why mother has a grudge against Daddy." I retort. Little did I know that my father was on the other side of the door listening to my every word. "I know, little one. I know." my father says with a sigh.

Jim's POV:

As I walk up the stairs, I can hear the conversation between my daughter and my sniper coming from her bedroom. I love hearing the sound of my child giggling. It brings out emotions in me that I wouldn't show to anyone else. The child behind the door in that room is my entire universe. She is the reason I wake up every morning and the reason I do what I do to take care of her well being. Everything I do for her is to keep her safe. As much as I hate keeping her in the house all time, I can't risk anyone finding out about her existence and the fact that I actually do have a heart, because my heart is inside of her. It's bad enough I didn't take out Adler when I had the chance. She may be my child's mother, but she is the biggest threat to my child. What really draws me to conversation is when my phantom asks why her mother wants her dead. The honest answer is something I do not want her to hear. Not now and possibly not ever. None of my employees know why Adler wants her dead because I do not want them to know in case someone slips and mentions it and my phantom hears. The real answer would break her heart and I won't stand for it. I hear Sebby trying to comfort my daughter (he voice carries) and explain things to her. I hear her mention the fact that she doesn't understand why I and her mother have a grudge (in Phantom's words) against each other. I heave a sigh and mumble under my breath, "I know, little one. I know." I push off of the door and walk to my office.

I sit at my desk pondering what my daughter said. I start to wonder if I should tell the truth. Phantom and I have an agreement that if I were to ever keep anything from her, it is only because I am trying to protect her. The same goes for her, even though I have no idea what she would need to protect me from. I stir from my thoughts when I hear Phantom knock on the door. "Yes, what is it, love?" I ask her out of concern. I look at her with a face full of worry because she never comes to my office unless something is seriously wrong. She catches sight of my concerned look and she starts giggling. "Don't look so serious, Daddy. I came to ask when you want me to start my task?" she chokes between her giggles. "Oh. Right." I let out a sigh of relief. "Well, I told Seb to meet you at Speedy's Café in about an hour. " "Ok. Great! Thanks bunches, Daddy!" she says giving me her infamous innocent face, which makes my heart melt a bit. "Make Daddy proud!" I call to her. "You bet I will!" she calls back to me. I watch her skip all the way back to her room so she can get ready for her first task away from me. God am I nervous. All of these different thoughts are running through my head. 'Am I making the right decision? Is she truly ready for this? Can I trust Seb to intervene if things get messy?' and so on and so on. My daughter comes running in and bombards my cheek with kisses telling me good bye. Before I have a chance to say anything to her, she sprints out of my office, down the stairs, and out the front door. "Stay safe." I mutter under my breath.

Phantom's POV:

On my way out the door, I grab my hooded jacket and my big black sunglasses so no one can see my face. When I first opened the front door, I take a few minutes and cherish the cool air as I breathe it in through my nose. As I start walking and get further way from my house, I take off my hood and glasses; seeing as it's cloudy out today so it probably looked a bit weird. I finally arrive at my destination: Speedy's Café. I walk into the café ready to start my adventure.

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