You can't "fix" a Psychopath

Энартея 6

I sat on my bed thinking. I thought for hours, about everything. I thought about how painful my life was, how beautiful my sister's smile was, and how many holes were in Jim Moriarty's criminal web. My phone started going off, it was a text from Sherlock. It said to meet him and Mycroft at a nearby coffee shop. I walked into my bathroom, and stared at myself in the mirror. I had long black hair that fell to my shoulders, bright green eyes, and a flawless face. I splashed some water on my face, before I left the building and made my way to the rendezvous point. When I arrived I immediately saw the two brothers sitting at a nearby table. I walked to where they were, and I sat across from them. Mycroft was the first to speak. He said, "We have a plan. It will be extremely difficult, but we are confident in your abilities to fulfill this task." I sighed and asked, " Well what is it?"

Sherlock replied, "You will have to manipulate him. First you will do something crazy enough to get locked in an asylum. Before you get locked up, you must make a deal with Jim that ensures the safety of his secrets, and your life. You might be locked up for a few days before he breaks in and tries to kill you, then you will have the perfect opportunity to end him." "And what is this "crazy thing" that I have to do?" I asked. Sherlock narrowed his eyes and said, "You must make an attempt on the Queen's life." "How will that help me!?" I said. Sherlock replied, "Mycroft has put together a fake medical record for you. It says that you suffer from schizophrenia." "So, you don't actually want me to kill the queen. Right?"I asked. "Oh heavens no!" Mycroft said.

After hours of planning, we finally had everything set up. I would openly try to shoot the queen with a handgun, and get arrested. After my trial, I would end up in an asylum. The sun was setting, so we scheduled our next meeting and parted ways. Before leaving, I decided to grab a coffee before starting my walk home. Just as I was about to order an explosion sent me flying several feet away. I saw debris flying everywhere, and my ears were ringing. I saw two people rushing over to help me before I blacked out.