The first person you ran into was William— literally. Ran into. ... again. You gasped and stumbled backwards, gripping your sore shoulder from the impact.
"Sorry sorry sorry!!! You alright?? Actually don't answer that now- we have to get out of here" william says quickly. You look at him, confused a moment.
"But— jim—"
"He's taking care of it, now go!!" William states, pushing/leading you to the closest exit. You hesitantly complied, leaving the building with him.
"What's going on?? What's with all the alarms?" You knew it was obviously the man's doing, somehow. Whatever he did to trigger those alarms was going to affect them all somehow... this man was dangerous. And you had secret contact with him for some reason, but couldn't tell anyone else about it.... but... why you...?? Yes, jim and you 'liked' each other, but... why not William?? William knew jim a lot better, why wouldn't this man be doing this to him instead of you?? You just met jim... and.... what did the man mean by 'painfully lead the people he cares about to the end of their lives. And eventually, drive him to taking his own...'? Jim wouldn't... he wouldn't try to end his life if something happened to you and/or William, would he...? No... it couldn't be that easy to take jim down.
.... then again, maybe that's why jim hides and denies caring about others.... because doing so could destroy him....
....... if that's the case, then..... you've practically already killed jim... maybe that's.. maybe that's why the man is talking to you. He has a sick delusion that in some kind of warped, twisted way you would help him to kill jim....
... jesus, he really was getting into your head...
You snapped back to reality at seeing William's hand wave in front of your face.
'Y/n! Pay attention!! Jim's in trouble!" William snapped, glaring at you frustratedly. You blinked a few times, then quickly nodded.
"Now. As I was saying, the alarms went off because a shot was fired out of context. It was an intruder, and from what I'm guessing there's plenty more where that came from. They're likely going to have a little 'chat' with jim, try to get into his head. Odds are, it won't happen. Or if it does, jim sure as hell won't show it. But on the rare chance that they somehow do, we need to be prepared. Whoever's in there doesn't want to kill jim, yet, but they will kill anyone that stands in there way." William states quickly, while checking his phone.
"We need to be alert to anything that jim could send out as some sort of distress signal. He likely won't, but we need to be ready for it." William says, looking back at the building again. You were both hiding behind a small group of trees near the building, watching the doors to try to see anything or anyone that goes in or out.
Jim's POV:
Jim sat calmly in his chair, tossing an apple up and catching it repeatedly, as if bored with the conversation he was having. ... which just so happened to be with a bunch of masked murderers.
"So. What can I do for you, then~?" Jim smiled, raising one eyebrow as if completely unfazed by the entire situation.

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Jim Moriarty x Reader
FanfictionYou are on a trip to London, England. While you are there, you run into none other than Jim Moriarty himself. Of course, being as you don't live there, you have no idea who he is or what he does. Note: Jim Moriarty does not belong to me, this versi...