The Secret Three: Revenge Dawns

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Reads 5,965
Votes 425
Parts 59
Time 2h 51m

Annika, Anna, and Alyss had just witnessed their mother's death. No one knows who their father is but them...what trouble will these triplets find, and are they too much for their father? And when an enemy long forgotten shows his shadow upon them will their meetings stay a secret or will he revel himself to the world once more?   ***  I was meeting the spider tonight. I had no idea what would happen. It could be anything. Anything from a simple meeting to sending me to my death. My real death.   We were meeting in the clock face of Big Ben. Once I arrived I made my way to the meeting spot. Carefully remembering every turn and burning the map of the clock tower in my mind. I would need and escape more than likely.  I waited silently in the room staring down into the dark streets of London. I felt his sly shadow fall upon me. "Well look at you all grown up," His sarcastic Irish tone danced off his tongue toying with my confidence. I continued my silence as I turned to face the spider. "Jim Moriarty, but you knew that." *** Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock, all rights to BBC, I own only my own characters and this story ides.All Rights Reserved

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Annika, Anna, and Alyss had just witnessed their mother's death. No one knows who their father is but them...what trouble will these triplets find, and are they too much for their father? And when an enemy long forgotten shows his shadow upon them will their meetings stay a secret or will he revel himself to the world once more?   ***  I was meeting the spider tonight. I had no idea what would happen. It could be anything. Anything from a simple meeting to sending me to my death. My real death.   We were meeting in the clock face of Big Ben. Once I arrived I made my way to the meeting spot. Carefully remembering every turn and burning the map of the clock tower in my mind. I would need and escape more than likely.  I waited silently in the room staring down into the dark streets of London. I felt his sly shadow fall upon me. "Well look at you all grown up," His sarcastic Irish tone danced off his tongue toying with my confidence. I continued my silence as I turned to face the spider. "Jim Moriarty, but you knew that." *** Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock, all rights to BBC, I own only my own characters and this story ides.

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