Sherlock Holmes: A Short Story

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What can a man do when his world comes crashing down around him? Does he give up and wait for the inevidable? Does he fight back even if he knows he's going to lose? Lose what, actually? How can you lose something that's already lost? You can only mourn, can't you? No. Sherlock Holmes wasn't one to mourn. Sherlock Holmes was the kind of man who'd fight, who'd be knelt down completely before he'd ever give up. And that's exactly what he was planning on to do. Fight until he's knelt down. Fight- waste every piece of his self just to take back what is his. Clara and Dorian Holmes were his children. His blood. You'd think Sherlock Holmes- the Great Consulting Detective- wouldn't ever indulge to things as sentiment, love, marriage or family. That's what he thought too. This was one of the few times that he had gone wrong. Sherlock was, indeed, a human being. The most human human being John Watson or anybody else had ever …show more content…

Does she give up and wait for the inevidable? Does she fight back even if she knows she is going to lose? Lose what, actually? How can you lose something that's already lost? You can only mourn, can't you? No. (Y/N) Holmes wasn't one to mourn. Not anymore. (Y/N) Holmes had made herself the kind of woman who would fight back until her last breath. Waste every piece of herself to take back what's hers. Clara and Dorian Holmes were her children. The children she carried for nine months inside of her and the children she raised with merely the help of her husband- but that didn't matter. All that mattered now was to find them. Make that person regret the day they were born. The blood that was running through her veins now was pure venom. You'd think that (Y/N) Holmes- the great actress- wouldn't ever indulge in taking revenge, hitting back or preparing to murder just to protect her children. Whoever was threatening her family and friends was going to pay the prise. And the prise... is