Sherlock x OC - The Black Masquerade Mask (Book 1)

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"Your knife, it hit his vein on the spot" Mr.Holmes said. "Well it was a lucky shot I guess, no one can know where a vein is and locate it" I said sounding as confused and innocent as possible. "Unless you're a serial killer" Mr.Holmes said smiling. "Do I look like a serial killer to you?" "No, have you looked at yourself in the mirror?" Mr.Holmes answered by a question. Suddenly this all sounded too familiar. I decided to drop it by distracting him "Well that was really mean" I said picking up a couple of photos from his desk. "These cyphers are words, why didn't you decipher the rest?" I asked. "What? How did- oh stupid stupid stupid!" Mr.Holmes said looking over my shoulder, he snatched away the papers and read "Nine million quid..." He started muttering to himself.

"What are you on about?" I asked him interested. "This has been deciphered" He said walking out of the room. John and Sara were chatting about food now, I decided to go back to my room and rest for the evening. It has been a long day.

A while later

I heard the front door open forcefully, I jumped out of bed and went to the living room to find Mr.Holmes standing there freaked out. "Did you see them?!" Mr.Holmes shouted at me. "No who?" "John and Sara"

I walked upstairs and saw yellow spray paint on the windows, damn. I nap for 15 minutes then everything goes to hell? ... "I'm coming with you" I said following him out, my ankle not helping at all. "Stay here, you'll slow us down" Mr.Holmes ordered more than asked. "I'm not staying here, John is in trouble!" I argued. "You can't do anything to help, so stay here!" Mr.Holmes said shutting the door in my face. What an arsehole. My phone started ringing, caller ID showed Mycroft. "Hello?" "Elizabeth, how have you been?" Mycroft asked.

"Not very well, I've broken my ankle" I said sighing. "Are you alright now? what happened?" He asked, I could sense a bit of worry in his calm voice. "I'm fine, Chinese guys were after us and now your brother is out chasing them, John is in trouble and I'm pretty sure it's the Chinese guys again" I said pulling out a box of pills while talking on the phone. "Are you going to follow?" He asked. "Yes of course I am" I replied. "If you're going to get yourself in trouble, don't go. Can you walk?" Mycroft asked me, his tone getting a bit serious. "I'll manage, don't worry I don't get myself in trouble" I said smirking. "Stay home that's an order" Mycroft said. "Don't expect me to stay home, now goodbye Mycroft" I said hanging up not wanting to waste any more time. I took two pills that I know will ease my pain and walked out only to be stopped by Mrs.Hudson. "Dear, Sherlock said you should stay home if your ankle fails you tonight your cover might be blown, and someone can seriously get hurt" She said slowing me down now. "Mrs.Hudson I'm leaving, they're in serious trouble!" I said my tone getting higher by the second. "Young lady would you listen to me or Mycroft for once, take the night off come on" Mrs.Hudson said roughly grabbing my hand like a child. I've only just realized I have all this amount of care and love around me and it's getting me all soft.

I decided to listen, for once. I stayed home but I was getting impatient by the second, I decided to lie down and stop thinking.

A while later

I opened my eyes to find myself in the same position i was in, I got up to my laptop and searched the location for Mr.Holmes.

It showed baker street, must've been fine and alright. I decided to go check up on the two guys.

I walked in to find Mr.Holmes and John having tea as if nothing had just happened, "You guys are okay?" I asked the two while limping on my bad ankle.

"Yes, we had a small field trip with the Chinese people but all is well now" John said smiling. "How's your ankle? All better?" John asked. "I'm way better, the pills are helping" I said smiling. "Why didn't she pay us a visit this time John why?" Mr.Holmes asked frustrated. "Maybe she doesn't have anything to do with the Chinese mafia?" John answered obviously confused. "What are we talking about?" I asked knowing exactly what they're talking about. "The girl with the black mask" Mr.Holmes answered looking over at me. "Who is she?" I asked, also knowing I'm about to hear what they think of me for the first time. "Lady with the black mask, she said I was her victim, but if I am then why is she protecting me? And John try to keep up, she has nothing to do with the Chinese idiots" Mr.Holmes went on about this. Interesting, I gave him a challenging puzzle. "You're her victim? Like she's trying to kill you or something? Why would she tell you that and why didn't she kill you yet?" I asked him sounding confused. Mr.Holmes walked out not answering my question.

"Tell me what happened, where did you disappear to?" I asked John and he filled me in on all the details of what happened with them at the tunnel. It was quiet dangerous for them, and I started feeling guilty that I wasn't there to help them out. "And well Sarah totally freaked out, she said she'd like to keep her distance and keep everything just professional work between the two of us" John said. "Don't feel bad she scares easily" I said with a small smile. "She was actually tough, she did beat the guy up at the circus, didn't hold back" John said. "Yeah, that is true"

"You did a good job too, how did you learn to throw like that? And how come you had a knife on you?" John asked as if realizing I did that just now. "Oh well, that knife was a gift from my uncle he taught me a thing or two about self defense" I said chuckling as if it was nothing. And of course John bought what I said.

The next day

"We barely scratched the surface" Mr.Holmes said reading through his newspaper. "You cracked the code though" John replied chewing on his breakfast.

"It's pretty smart what you do Mr.Holmes, I must admit" I said sitting down and putting my feet up. "I know" he replied. "Show off, you should say thank you" I said annoyed. "For what? Calling me clever?" He asked. "Yes and for helping you out, and for being a very nice person who brings you food" I said crossing my arms over my chest. "I never asked you to help out, you got yourself in trouble" He said being all witty. "HEY! I have a broken ankle because of you, stop being rude" I said getting up to leave. "I'm just being myself, and if you weren't so clumsy your ankle wouldn't have been broken" he said smiling. "I'm not even gonna..." I said rolling my eyes and going back downstairs.

Two weeks later

Life has been pretty good, my ankle was getting better and trouble hasn't been coming our way for a while now. I was really glad, Mycroft was happy with my work and everything was under control. I've started getting used to Mr.Holmes's annoying habits, we always have long debates about silly things and we end up getting yelled at by John. He isn't as bad as when I first met him at least. I also have a theory, I think he knows that I'm not related to Mrs.Hudson but has decided to ignore that, it's crazy for me to think that or maybe i'm paranoid but the guy is clever...

John and I have been pretty good, we get along even better now he even comes to me for dating advice. We've gotten closer, and he opened up to me about a lot of things. He always asks me questions about my past, my family and a lot of personal things but I end up diverting the subject somehow.

I'm supposed to see my father today, I couldn't sleep last night from my excitement. However, I don't know how this will turn out I haven't seen him in a while. And something tells me I'll be bumping into my brother very soon.

I haven't been writing a lot, i've gotten so busy with university but I'll be updating every week from now on. Please leave a comment if you liked the story it would motivate me to write more!