"Sherlock," The detective said chasing after me,"I have a case that you'll enjoy."
"I doubt it," I rounded the corner. Insufferable idot,"everything you've given me is boring."
He caught up to me and grabbed my shoulder,"Parents were killed last night. They had a perfect marriage and even better jobs working with the British intelligence. They had two girls, one died when she was three months old, and the other is here in the station. They had no enemies and nothing was taken off of them."
"The police got there before the killer could do anything."
"No, we found them earlier this morning. We didn't think of it as anything major until toxicology came back with insulin pumped into their systems'."
"They were diabetic and the pumps went haywire due to a spontaneous electric shock."
"Neither of them were diabetic."
This might be interesting,"Where were they killed?"
"An alley down Porter Street," I tried to walk away but he grabbed my shoulder again,"The girl, she wants to see you before you fun off again."
Why does the girl want to see me? That's ridiculous,"Fine."
We went down the halls until we arrived at the break room where the girl was sitting on the couch surprisingly not looking down at a phone,"Miss Harris-Martin. You have a visitor."
About 14 years of age, black hair, obviously in shock from trauma, hasn't slept well, light complexion, skinny to say the least, vivid green eyes, plays multiple instruments, smart for her age, surgery on the left hand, and a scar on the lower left-hand side of her face,"Pleasure to meet you."
"The pleasure's mine Mr. Holmes," She stood. Taller than what I expected, she shook my hand, strong too,"Thank you for looking into my parent's murder."
"I understand that they worked for British Intelligence?"
"No," She looked over at the detective,"I told you that I work with the intelligence not them. They worked as accountants in a small firm."
"How would you work at British Intelligence," Very intriguing.
She looked me in the eyes," I graduated school when I was nine, I've been taking Coding, Engineering, Mechanics, and forensics since."
Not expecting that..."So, what do you think happened to your parents?"
"It was a test run," She stated,"The killer wanted to know if their plan worked so they got two healthy subjects and did what they needed to. Once it was provent a success, they left."
"That's... That's what I was thinking," I think I just met another equal. She's only fourteen, how is this possible.
Lestrade looked between the girl and I,"I'll leave you two to chat."
She waved him off and we had a bit of a staring contest.
Five Minutes Later, Open POV....
"Are you trying to communicate telepathically?"
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The Scarlet Aria (BBC Sherlock and OC Fanfic)
FanfictionSherlock hadn't gotten a good case for awhile and he was starting to get bored. When Lestrade gives him a strange case including a girl's parents. When he meets the girl, Scarlett Harrison-Martin, he finds that there is more than meets the eye whe...