*Jim's P. O. V. *

"Oh, you have got to be kidding me," Sebastian murmured under his breath as he looked at his iPad. We're both acting like normal people at a café near the arena where the excitement will happen later.

I focused my attention on Sebastian who looks so annoyed yet impressed at the same time and at that moment, a smile formed on my lips too.

"Huh? Really? She's already up? She's getting more and more used to drugs. Her body is adjusting to it," I said. I was sure that the drug I gave her last night would keep her asleep until tonight, but I guess her willpower is stronger than the dosage.

"I might lay off trying to drug the girl if I were you. Maybe she'll turn into Hulk or something, we'll never know," Sebastian said as he handed me the iPad.

I could see the tracking device that was planted in the helicopter I left for her already moving towards Baker Street. Of course, she'll go there, the only question is...will her brother help her?

"Orders?" he asked.

"Let her be. Besides, I already left a little surprise in that helicopter. I sure hope she survives though," I said while smirking, "I want her to feel how his brothers doubt her now. I bet they won't even believe her," I continued.

"We know that girl, James. She'll still stop --

"She's not Sherlock, Sebastian. She can't determine who our suicide bombers are among this huge crowd. She can only distinguish lies, not pinpoint who's going to make the place go...boom," I explained to him and Sebastian smiled.

"You just wanted her to get here to get rejected by her brother and witness the blood fest that will happen later," Sebastian said.

"Exactly, mate!" I exclaimed a little louder to which the people around us surely found annoying but I don't care. I could kill all of them with just one snap of a finger if they dared say something to me. "Can't wait to see that angry expression on her face once she failed this one. She might even have the guts to kill me this time too," I said excitedly as I look at the green dot on the iPad that points where Y/N is now. The dot suddenly stopped and then disappeared within a mere second, looks like the chopper already turned into pieces. "Don't die on me, love," I whispered, expecting more from this girl.

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*Y/N's P. O. V. *

Next to Moriarty, the thing that I'm hating the most now is traffic.

It's already night and dark outside and I still haven't reached the arena. Since this event is a huge one, the traffic going to this place is the worst. I rode in a cab to go there, but I just decided to run because there's no way in hell that I'll arrive there in time if I stayed in the cab. After running for almost 20 minutes, I finally arrived in front of the arena. It was a closed vicinity that's why I know this will look nasty if I didn't stop Moriarty.

I stood still for some moments trying to catch my breath and gather my thoughts to form a plan...and honestly, my brain is just in a blank state. I don't know what to do, I'm so lost.

Now that I'm looking at how huge this arena is and could estimate how many people are inside, I just know this is impossible to do alone. I don't have the skill and power to stop what Moriarty planned tonight and maybe I should just let it be. Maybe what Sherlock is implying should be the way, why would I care? I'm a murderer now, I take people's life forcefully, this is the same thing...these people being innocent doesn't make a change...so why would I ---

"Y/N! Oh, thank heavens! I thought I won't see you!" suddenly someone came near me and looking at me worriedly.

"J-John?" I murmured as I realized that it was my brother's best friend.

"You're not alone, Y/N. I believe you and I'm going to help you," he said and in that instant, all those whispers in my head disappeared. I looked at John and I could tell I'm already giving him an overwhelmed expression, I didn't expect him to help me.

"T-thank you, John," I murmured as that was the only thing that I can say at that moment. I pushed myself to stay focused and gather my thoughts, "B-but I don't know what to do, John. I don't have a plan, I ---

"Don't worry, we'll think of something once we're inside. We're not the only ones here, Y/N," John said with a hopeful undertone and he's looking at something or someone behind me. I turned my back too and I was shocked to see who it was.

"Lestrade," I murmured as I saw him walking towards me.

"John reported everything to me. I knew you're something special too," Lestrade said and I began to get nervous, I'm sure he'll arrest me if he knows what I do, "One works at the palace, the other is the only consulting detective in the world, and you, a master spy," he said which really made me sigh in relief I thought he knew that I am working with Moriarty, somehow.

"Yeah, it's just fortunate that I was able to get the information about this threat. I'll get to the bottom of this and will give you the information you need to stop this before it's too late," I told him and he nodded.

"There are a lot of undercover teams inside. We'll do everything we can too. We can't cause panic as much as possible, we need to contain the bombers first and I'll be depending on you on that, Y/N. I'll assess the situation inside. May we succeed, Ms. Holmes, " Lestrade said and nodded at him. I'm so relieved that they're here, at least I'm not alone anymore.

"I'll give it my all, Sir," I replied and he walked into the arena. "John, you're a hero. You didn't only save a lot of those innocent people, you saved me from becoming a total monster too," I told him.

"You are not a monster, Y/N, and you'll prove that tonight...let's get this over ----

Suddenly, my attention towards John was taken by this car that drove by near us. It was a red Ferrari car and I swear I've seen that car before. My eyesight didn't leave the vehicle from then on.

"Let's totally get this thing over with, doctor. I know whoever is in that car is the fuck that wanted this to happen, I have to get to him to get the information about the bombers," I explained as I pulled John and we cautiously run to follow where the car is going and it really seems that I am right, the car stopped at the deserted back parking area of the arena.

John and I hid from a safe distance so we could observe them. After a while, a lot of security guards climbed out of the car. "I now have a plan, John. Just let me do my thing and I'll give you the information that Greg needs as fast as I can," I explained as I reached for my bag to get the things that I now need, "Here. You'll see everything that I see through that. Once you get a clear picture of the bombers, tell Greg to keep them down and away from the crowd as far as possible and disarm the bombs as quickly as possible. But the moment they got hold of those men, notify me so I could take care of that monster myself. I'll go ask him the information myself, " I continued to explain while I handed him the modified iPad. I also took out the special eyeglasses that are connected to that device and wore it.

"I trust that you'll be okay dealing with him alone," John said worriedly and finally, I got the confidence and adrenaline to smirk this fiendishly again.

"I've dealt with the psychopathic napoleon of crime himself, I could handle everything else. Now go, but be safe, John. Sherlock will kill me if I put your life in danger, " I said.

"You should be safe too because Sherlock will also kill me if I left you alone," John replied and with that, he nodded and he headed to go inside the arena.

"Now where are you going?" I murmured to myself as I focused my attention on that terrorist again.

The man finally climbed out of the car and they began to walk towards the secured back entrance of the arena. Soon enough, two guards from inside opened the door and they all walked inside except the two new security. The doors immediately closed after that and the ones that are left outside stayed there as watch -- these are Moriarty's petty security, I'm sure because they looked so familiar and now I have my ticket to go inside.

With a mere second, I fell into my twisted character again. It honestly felt so good because I've been feeling lost and scared for almost a day now and it was very tiring, I missed being like this -- being confident because I have everything in control.

I smirk as I came out of my hiding spot and walked towards them. "Hey, boys, what's the situation here?" I asked them loudly and as expected, they looked at me and immediately pointed their guns "Seriously, what is it with me and guns today?" I murmured once I was just in front of them. I put my hands up and acted normally.

"You're not supposed to be here, Ms. Y/N, leave now. Mr. Moriarty will not appreciate it if you're here, " one of them said.

"James changed his mind, you know him, he's sooo changable. He wanted me here for a reason, where is he anyway?" I told them as I continue to walk closer to them and it's obvious they're afraid of me.

"He's on his way," the other said. Good, he's still not here, I still have time.

Suddenly, I saw one of them is about to click his earpiece, probably going to contact Moriarty. "I think that's not necessary," I murmured and right that moment, I snatched his rifle, hitting him on the back of his neck with it. He fell unconscious on the ground and before the other can react, I pulled him with his arm and trapped him with my grip. I was holding his arms on his back and if he makes a single move, I'm sure his arms will break.

"Listen, buddy, I want you to cooperate with me or I will find you again, rip you open and feed your insides to a hound," I whispered to him with a gritted teeth and he nodded. I don't know if I'll be impressed or not, but it seems like I could really do this to anyone now. "Give me your earpiece," I ordered him.

Fortunately, he is thinking and he didn't dare to disobey me. He took his earpiece out and gave it to me. "Open the doors and introduce me as one of you, if you say one single wrong thing, you know what will happen," I told him as I looted his partner. I took his handgun and knives and before we open the door, we hid the body away.

I completely geared myself up before he opened the door and moments later, we walked inside.

I'm beginning to feel comfortable again, the confidence and adrenaline are surely kicking in. I can't wait to get this thing over with and rub it to Moriarty's face that I could stop him no matter what.

Finally, after climbing up a few staircases inside, I reached the room where this man is staying. Before going inside the room, I looked at the other security that is with me and smiled at him fiendishly.

He knocked nervously and someone immediately opened the door. "Mr. Vaughn, Mr. Moriarty will be late for a little while, but he sent Y/N here to attend to your needs before he gets here. She's one of his top agent for specialized businesses," he said and I'm so glad he's cooperating.

I finally got a look at the inside of the room, this is like the VIP area inside the arena where it has a big window to see the whole vicinity. We're also at the highest part of the building. I'm sure he's here because he wanted to see the havoc he thinks that Moriarty will cause. The room has been compromised too, there are a lot of computers inside that has the access to every CCTV camera inside the arena. The man is sitting on a chair near the window and he finally turned around.

He really seemed familiar with me, I think I've come across his name before. The terrorist looked at me and I nodded at him.

"Very well, come in and tell me the location of my puppies with surprises," he said with an evil disgusting smirk.

I walked into the room and towards the man as he is holding a folder which I think has all the information that I badly need right now. "Right away, sir," I said and with that, he handed me the file.

Well, that was easy. I walked towards the computers that are showing all live security footages inside the arena. I adjust my special eyeglasses before opening the folder that he gave me and thankfully it really contains the information that I need. I immediately saw the faces and the clothes of the suicide bombers and I hope John is getting them clearly too. I looked at it for a little longer before proceeding to locate them with the monitors.

Honestly, I was looking for John or Lestrade and fortunately, I was able to see them in no time. John gave Lestrade the iPad before running away. I had no idea where he's going but at least, the information got through. Soon enough I just followed the undercover teams to help me locate these men.

"Well?" Vaughn suddenly asked while he was just sitting there lazily, not knowing his and Moriarty's plan is being spoiled.

By the time he asked me that, I already knew where the bombers are and all of them are now being pursued by the people from Scotland Yard. I just need to make sure that they removed them from the arena before dealing with this man in front of me. I immediately told him the location and he smiled.

"Well, what if we start the show early, huh?" he stated the moment he pulled out a remote control that's probably for the bombs. "I have controls to it too, so if I wanted to start early, I can," he said while twisting the control on his hand. My eyes are fixated on it, the bombers are still inside the arena and Lestrade's division are still handling them, they would die if the bombs go off too early.

"Boss, there's something going on below!" one of his security opened the door and shouted that. Vaughn immediately looked pissed but before he can do anything, I kicked the remote control out of his hand.

I took out my gun and shot all of his security inside, thankfully they are not a lot. It seems he really trust Moriarty so much. "Don't you fucking move, buddy," I said as I saw him going to the remote control. I pointed my gun at his head.

"So, you're really not Moriarty's ---

"Oh, I am. We just have a weird relationship and sometimes we have bad days where we try to piss each other off," I answered him. I kept my gun pointed at him as I get a hold of the remote control.

"Those bombs will still explode, darling," Vaughn said.

"It might, but it's from a safe distance now," I said, hoping that I am giving Lestrade enough time to handle everything. I looked at the monitors for a while and I just confirmed that they safely pulled the bombers away from the arena and the bombs are probably on the hands on the bomb squad now, "Well, darling, the night's over now. I had enough for this day so you're lucky I'll make it easy for you," I said, still pointing the gun at his head. "Good night," I murmured and I was ready to pull the trigger, but it seems like the charming devil decided to show up.

"Honey, why are you like that to our client? Drop the gun or I'll bury this knife more into your friend's insides," I heard Moriarty's voice and I immediately saw him by the door of the room. I could definitely choose not to listen to him, but I can't.

"Y/N," John murmured and it's obvious he's in so much pain. Moriarty was holding him hostage and I saw that he already stabbed him on the side and Moriarty is keeping it there.

"Let go of John," I said to Moriarty while staring at him seriously. He stared back at me with a playful expression and suddenly, I saw him pushing the knife further into John's side. "S-stop! Fine!" I shouted as I stepped away from Vaughn.

"Y/N, don't..." John said and Moriarty continued to torture him.

"John, please just shut up and let me handle this," I murmured, seriously worried for him. I walked further away from Vaughn and threw my gun away, "I'll let this go, just let go of John. NOW." I said to Moriarty and I could feel the rage in my body now. He stared at me for a while, then pulled out the bloody knife and pushed John to the side and he fell on the floor. Thankfully, he's still conscious and it looks like he still could handle it.

"Pardon me, Mr. Vaughn, my broken partner got loose. We may have to postpone this event and I'll make sure she won't be able to do this again," Moriarty told him and Vaughn suddenly looked more confident when Moriarty arrived.

"Why not just kill her and that thing in here to get this over with? I don't want this to happen again, James," Vaughn said as he walked towards me which is the worst thing he could do now.

"Oh, don't worry, this really won't happen again," I whispered and with that, I pulled the knife out of my ankle pocket, pulled Vaughn near me and positioned myself at his back and immediately slitting his throat open. I kicked his useless and dying body after that, "Cause you won't be fucking around anymore," I said. I could feel my body shaking with adrenaline and rage now.

"Darling, I didn't give you the PERMISSION TO DO THAT!" Moriarty suddenly shouted and out of instinct I rushed in front of John who's still on the floor. I shielded him from Moriarty.

"Let me remind you that we had a deal, I do things on my own, " I answered him. James looked really pissed and he pulled out his gun and pointed it at me. I know he'll want to hurt John more now, but I'll never let him, "You'll have to kill me first before you can get to John, darling," I teased him. I can't believe that I've put James on edge, he's really about to break.

I was sure he was going to shoot me, but a second before he pulled the trigger he pointed the gun away from me and towards the glass which made it shatter. Panic ensued on the crowd as they heard the gun going off, I hope Lestrade could handle the crowd.

James looked really angry and after firing the gun, he pointed it at me again. I know he wanted to do it, he's itching to pull the trigger right in my face and I was ready for it, I was actually ready to die there. This is the first time I've angered him this much and I was sure he can absolutely kill me.

"Just stay out of my way and SIGHT for a while, love. I'll have Sebastian fetch you once I need you again. " In shock, that's all what I got from him. His voice is shaking with rage, he is full of anger right now yet he didn't hurt me.

Before I can reply to him, James turned around and walked away. Three security of his came upstairs and James immediately shot them all on the head with no hesitation, he was pissed, he wanted to kill...yet he couldn't do it to me. I must have been really useful to him.

Once I was sure he's gone, I focused my attention to John. "Please tell me you're fine," I said stupidly as I knelt close to him. John's side is bleeding heavily but he's already covering and putting pressure on it.

"It's not that severe, Y/N. It'll heal eventually. Did he hurt you?" John asked with his hoarse voice.

"N-No, he didn't. Come on, I need to get you to a hospital," I said while I helped him up and carry half of his weight as we walk.

"Seems like you're really right. You've reached Moriarty's dark twisted heart, he couldn't even dare to kill you," John said.

Maybe...or maybe I'm just a useful material for him that he couldn't get rid of.

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I was sitting at the waiting area just outside St. Bart's emergency