Every fairytale needs a good old fashioned villian... "Tell me, are you afraid of me? It's okay if you are. Fear is only wisdom in the face of danger" He subtly smirked, and slowly leaned back in his chair. His eyebrows suddenly furrowed. "Who said that? Who was it? Why can't I seem to remember? Oh It's on the tip of my tongue, the tip of my tongue, the TIP of my TONGUE!" He yelled the last part, and I was honestly taken aback. I had expected to meet a man, a person, not an insane psychopath. Clara Jenkins works as one of Jim Moriarty's hackers. What happens when she finds out, that he was responsible for the death of her entire family? Will she get the revenge she so desperately yearns for, or will Moriarty get the best of her? NOT A LOVE STORY --- This story takes place before the Sherlock BBC series, where Moriarty's stuck playing with the ordinary people ;) --- Best rating #5 - Moriarty Disclaimer: I do not own the character Jim Moriarty.