Spies are everywhere. Whatever country you go to, you are watched, whether you are in an airport, park or mall. Spies come in all shapes and forms, the Marfia, the FBI, ISI, RAW and so many others. But no one has a group of spies like ISIA; International Society of Intelligence Agents. They have their fingers in everything. Nobody is beyond their reach...except for one man, Professor James Moriarty, the Consulting Criminal. This man is a danger to the entire world, and he has access to every one of their files.
A young Scottish agent, Miss Andrea McCailhbin has been sent to assassinate the man. The only way to get close enough to kill him, is to become one of his employees, a double agent. Undercover as Lady Emma Hillis, she finally meets the great criminal, only, he isn't what she expected...
A Sherlock fanfiction.
Moriarty is back, and everyone knows it. A tragedy strikes the Watson household. Dozens of little crimes pop up all over London. A Minister of Parliament vanishes. What does it all mean? And meanwhile, England's favorite flatmates are forced to re-evaluate the extent of their live-in relationship.
This is my first Sherlock fanfic, so please do give me as much constructive criticism as humanely possible. Likewise, it's slash (imagine that). If John and Sherlock being in a relationship is a problem for you, you may not want to read this. On that note, I should likewise add that I intend this to be the darkest story I have written to date. Expect character death, torture, violence, sexual content, and etcetera. Enjoy.