Moriati

Moriati. An arch enemy to the greatest consulting detective
History has ever seen. But was this villain always like this?

"Hello darling" said Moriati as he leaned over to hug his girlfriend Molly. However Molly had already gone to work. She worked with a detective Mr Holmes. She was always talking about him and how brilliant he was. Moriati had felt no threat from him until now. Molly always stayed at home until Moriati woke up weather that was 6am or mid day. Moriati leaped out of bead and raced down to Molly's work. Sure enough he saw Molly and Sherlock Holmes gazing into each others eyes. Moriati had seen enough! Sherlock had ruined the one thing that kept Moriati from going mad after his parents died.
Molly followed him out onto the streets of London. She tried to explain that it was nothing and he just came at the wrong moment and there was nothing going on. But Moriati was having none of it. "He has taken everything away from me. Well not anymore. It's time for revenge..."