Sherlock ficlet: 'I Owe You a Fall' [PG] Moriarty
Title: I Owe You a Fall
Characters: Jim Moriarty, Sherlock Holmes, Mycroft Holmes
Rating: PG
Length: 221B
Spoilers/Warnings: Spoilers through 2x03. Warnings for suicidal ideation.
Disclaimer: These characters belong to the BBC, Moffat, and possibly ACD.
Inspired by: The marvelous vid SAIL by Amy Kinley / amyyam / beadedsail
Summary: Thoughts from a rooftop.
I’ve enjoyed seeing you scurry about, Sherlock, searching for some way out. By now you’ve realized there isn’t one. Because I built this trap just for you. I gave you my time, my attention, my reputation, my blood and sweat. No tears, though. Your brother never would have believed them.
He’s terribly clever, but so predictable. Too caught up in watching over his flock to see what’s right in front of his face. Do you know he worries you might join me? He wonders if the only thing keeping your teeth from the wooly throat of his nation is that it’s more fun to hunt the other wolves. I’d hoped it was true. But honestly, you’ve been a bit of a disappointment, Sherlock.
Except … oh. You’re not one of the angels after all, are you? Thank you. Your brother was right to fear. Thank you! After so long alone, I finally have someone worth beating.
When it comes to a choice between winning and surviving, we both know what matters. I get first pick. And you, Sherlock? You get neither. It’s a mercy-killing, really. You’d be so bored; stuck in this pathetic, bland, utterly pointless mess of a world without me to entertain you.
Don’t worry. I’ll show you the way. I’ve always wanted to go out
with
a
bang.
Characters: Jim Moriarty, Sherlock Holmes, Mycroft Holmes
Rating: PG
Length: 221B
Spoilers/Warnings: Spoilers through 2x03. Warnings for suicidal ideation.
Disclaimer: These characters belong to the BBC, Moffat, and possibly ACD.
Inspired by: The marvelous vid SAIL by Amy Kinley / amyyam / beadedsail
Summary: Thoughts from a rooftop.
I’ve enjoyed seeing you scurry about, Sherlock, searching for some way out. By now you’ve realized there isn’t one. Because I built this trap just for you. I gave you my time, my attention, my reputation, my blood and sweat. No tears, though. Your brother never would have believed them.
He’s terribly clever, but so predictable. Too caught up in watching over his flock to see what’s right in front of his face. Do you know he worries you might join me? He wonders if the only thing keeping your teeth from the wooly throat of his nation is that it’s more fun to hunt the other wolves. I’d hoped it was true. But honestly, you’ve been a bit of a disappointment, Sherlock.
Except … oh. You’re not one of the angels after all, are you? Thank you. Your brother was right to fear. Thank you! After so long alone, I finally have someone worth beating.
When it comes to a choice between winning and surviving, we both know what matters. I get first pick. And you, Sherlock? You get neither. It’s a mercy-killing, really. You’d be so bored; stuck in this pathetic, bland, utterly pointless mess of a world without me to entertain you.
Don’t worry. I’ll show you the way. I’ve always wanted to go out
with
a
bang.