Drowning

Now you see me

Hello people!  Just to say I am LOVING writing this.
I have just watched Now you see me 2 and this is based one one of my favourite scenes. If you haven't seen it I think you should, although my friend thought it was crap so I don't know?

Thanks for reading, and please criticism and comments will be very much appreciated.
__________________________

Sherlock awoke with a groan. He was laying on a slightly damp wooden floor his face lying in a puddle from the earlier down poor, his ears were ringing and his vision was fuzzy. He squinted at a silhouette that was framed in bright light.

"Hello, Mr Holmes" the voice was deep and hard, Sherlock could only just make out what he was saying as the ringing in his ears slowly died down.

Sherlock tried to stand but a man behind him hit the back of his head and he fell down, he hit his nose so hard on the wooden floor and it began to bleed.

Sherlock groaned again as he felt strong arms hook under his arm pits and drag him up, he almost fell over backwards as his feet scrambled under him, trying to support his body, but the strong arms held him in place.

Sherlock coughed as he slumped forward, his weight now being fully supported by the two men holding him up.

"Mr Sherlock Holmes" the voice said again slowly "do you know who I am?" The figure walked forward slowly.

"Should I?" Sherlock managed to say, breathing through his mouth, as his nose was now a river of blood.

A deep chuckle, as the man stopped a few inches from Sherlock. "No, I don't suppose you would" he bent down so he was kneeling in front of Sherlock "but trust me, I will be the last face you'll ever see" the man said as he grabbed Sherlock's jaw jerking
it upwards so the detective was forced to look into his eyes.

A grin was spread across his thin pale face "my name is Will, and you have cost me so much." Will tighten his grip on Sherlock face to the point that it was probably going to leave a bruise. "Do you know what happened about an hour ago... one of my men was caught"

"So, your 'man' is the one that killed that lady earlier today, you really should get better men, Will." Sherlock sneered through the bloody streaming over his mouth.

Will let go of Sherlock's face "and you should shut up" he growled before punching Sherlock, his wedding ring cutting his cheekbone. Will rose to his feet, fingering his shiny wedding band. "As I was saying, you have cost me and that cannot be ignor-"

"Does your wife know you're doing this little drug business" Sherlock cut him off with a smirk.  "What?" Will said caught off guard, a slight look of confusion crossing his face.

"Your x-wife then" Sherlock corrected "I mean she is the reason you're doing this isn't it. She has divorced you and has full custody over your children, and yet you still love her and would do anything for them, that's why when she was diagnosed with lung cancer 2, no, 3 years ago, you knew you would have to take care of her and the children. Can't afford looking after children and take care of her on a bus drivers salary, so you turn to something a little more profitable, get some of your friends involved and you have a perfect little drug trafficking system, very cleaver Will, but what happens if you get caught, hmm, what'll happen to the children, who will look after her? That's why I have cost you, you couldn't care less about your 'man' and you could make the money the lady took back in a month or two, no" Sherlock gave out a short laugh, the blood from his nose slowing down to a trickle "no, it's because I have blown your cover, I have exposed you and your network and your precious wife and kids wi.."

"SHUT UP!" Will screamed at Sherlock cutting him off mid-sentence "I. Told. You. Too. SHUT UP!" He turned and walked slowly away from Sherlock, before wheeling round to run at Sherlock and kick him hard in the side of his head. Sherlock was dazed from the sudden violent act, his vision spinning and his ears ringing, if it wasn't for the men still holding him up he would have flown about 6ft to the right.