The Forgotten Past
by Pan-Gon (pan_gon221 at hotmail.com)
Original Author's Note:
This is my VERY first attempt at fanfic, so please go easy
If Sherlock Holmes didnít really tell anyone about his childhood,
could it be that he doesnít remember it? What if he wasnít Sherlock
Holmes, but a person who looked exactly like him and the real one was
missing (or even dead)? The timeline here is the 19th century, when
Holmes was thirteen. Forgive me if Iíve gotten a few details wrong about
anything. Iíll get to the 22nd Century part later on in the fanfic. One
more thing. Does Sher Semloh remind you of anyone?
Author's Note for the Revised Version:
OK.... This is a new and revamped part of my fanfic. Itís
basically the same on my site, but Iíve decided to make it less boring
and more descriptive than before.
10-year-old Jedi Padawan Sher Semloh ran his small, thin
fingers through his short reddish-brown hair. His deep blue eyes
scanned the small ship until they found the pilot of the plane. The
small, bald Sorrusian pilot, Rees Ona, was a pretty shady character,
he concluded. He sensed that there was something wrong here, and so
did his Master, Katalialina "Katílina" Shiv.
Shiv was a Jedi Master of twenty-eight, and was considered to
be too young to be one; but her strong connection to the Living side
of the Force earned her the position. She was a human woman who was
average height and looked somewhat Asian, with long, black hair tied
into a ponytail and dark, focused eyes.
Sher on the other hand, was tall and thin for his age (but
not taller than Katílina), had reddish-brown hair with a Padawan
braid dangling on the right shoulder, blue eyes, and had an ability
to tell things about people without using the Force at all. Katílina
sensed Sher wouldíve been a detective on Coruscant or something if
he hadnít been chosen as a Jedi.
"Padawan, you should go and meditate for a while. It isnít
good for you to lounge around a ship while you could be preparing
for the mission ahead," she said fondly, while giving a 'no fooling
around with your saber again or youíre in trouble' look.
'Yes, Master," he answered, knowing exactly what look she was
giving. He couldn't help it if he liked to play with the lightsaber.
Okay, so there were a few accidents with it (like slicing off part
of Kat'lina's new robe, which thankfully, she had put on the clothes
hanger), but still. He was only ten after all. Trying to keep his
mental shields up as best as he could, he wondered if he shouldíve
told Katílina about what the Force had told him concerning the pilot.
Master, I sense something strange about him.
I donít trust him either, Sher. Weíd best not let him know
that weíre suspicious of him. Act naturally and keep and eye out for
Rees. Thereís no telling what he can do.
Yes, Master. Sher smiled. No matter how he tried,
Katílina could always read his mind. He walked towards the sleeping
quarters to meditate while trying not to give into his urge to play
with his lightsaber.
Meanwhile, Rees started plotting. He had put up with these
Jedi for long enough. He knew that they were going to try something
soon, he just knew. In his book, it was either to attack first, or
get attacked, so he decided to strike first. They donít have a
clue. I knew I shouldnít have picked these characters up. How was I
supposed to know they were Jedi? Those Bantha. The Jedi killed my
family, and now two of their own will suffer.
(The Jedi didnít kill his family, the culprit was actually a
criminal who held a grudge against him.)
Rees set the ship to go to a black hole. He smiled in
satisfaction. The two didnít look a thing like that green troll
person thing, but two is better than one. That oughta take care
of them. He sneaked into an escape pod, chuckling.
"Going somewhere?" Katílina asked with a 'caught you' tone in
her voice, blue lightsaber ignited. She was prepared to fight this
troublemaker; she had seen tougher opponents before.
"I see you blasted Jedi found out. Luckily Iíve come
prepared." He pulled out a blaster and tried to shoot the Jedi, who
deflected the shot with her lightsaber, wounding him in the arm. She
tried to use the Force to push him, but being Sorrusian, he used his
elastic-like body to evade her every attack. Looks could be
deceiving with those types of people. He looked lethargic, but he
could do some mean flips. He smiled at her surprise, and taking
advantage then shot her in the chest near the heart, and she
collapsed in pain. Rees pulled out a cylinder, which contained tear
gas, activated it and blasted off. Katílina reached for her
breather, but fell unconscious.
Sher looked up from his meditation. He sensed something was
amiss, and put on his breather, as he heard gas. I hope Master is
okay.... he thought, worried more about Katílina than himself,
as he activated his lightsaber and prepared to face what was
When he saw the scene, his young eyes widened. Luckily he had
put on his breather, or else he couldíve been a goner. He rushed
over to his Master, and used the Force to heal her wound. She shot
in the chest, and chances of survival looked slim. He took her
breather from her utility belt, and put it on her.
"Master?" No response. He shook her slightly. "Master?" No
response. His eyes started to water. He sensed that she was still
alive, and breathed a sigh of relief. He then went over to the
control panel, and tried to see if he could save himself and his
Master from the doomed plane. Being a Jedi Padawan, he had learned
piloting as part of his lessons, but heíd always done quite badly at
Katílina woke up and became alert. "Sher! Thank the Force
youíre still alive! Rees got away." She saw that they were in a
different place, and calmed down. She took a deep breath. "What are
Sher looked behind him and grinned. He was right. His Master
was alive. He checked the controls. "Master...." Sher began,
widening his eyes again.
"What?" she asked irritably. One thing about Katílina Shiv
was that she could NOT control her anger in situations like these.
"Weíre heading towards a black hole," he said, trying to keep
his voice calm.
Katílinaís eyes widened as well. She gently pushed her
apprentice out of the way while taking the controls. "Here. Let me
handle this, Padawan. Youíve done enough work for now." She suddenly
realized that Sher helped her by healing her wound. The Jedi decided
she should thank him, since she couldíve died.
Youíre welcome, Master. Now can you please get back to
saving us from the black hole?
Fine, Padawan. One would suspect youíd never get along
with the girls with this attitude.
Yuck. I donít like girls.
Katílina rolled her eyes and got back to the controls. She
was one of the best pilots in the temple and always knew how to
handle a ship in these kinds of situations. Ona was more than a mere
pilot; he was also very smart. She deduced that he must've rigged
the controls so that there was no override. She tried everything she
could, but nothing worked.
"Argh! Thereís no manual override!" she shouted as the black
hole came in sight. She took a deep breath. Anger was one of her
weak points, and anger could lead one to the Dark Side.
She had to break the news to Sher somehow.
"Sher, Iím afraid weíre going to crash."
Sher wasnít scared. He and Katílina were ready to take death
when it came, like Jedi. The Force gave her a premonition of what
would come next. It didnít look good. Maybe if he knew, then it
wouldnít hurt so much.
"Goodbye, Master." Sher choked, trying not to cry. Kat'lina
knew he considered it ridiculous. The only time he ever did was when
he was a baby. Still, this was probably going to be the last time he
would see her, so he just dropped all formalities and gave in,
hugging her tightly.
"Padawan, thereís one more thing."
"You're going to make it." She smiled. At least one of them
would survive. She looked down at the boy, who was frowning now. Her
smile faded. He knows.
I'll miss you, Master.
You'll forget me.
No! I don't want to!
You'll get amnesia. The Force told me so.
Sher was crying even more now. She wished it wasn't going to
end this way. He wouldn't be alone though. She would watch over him,
even though he wouldn't remember who she was. Or who he was for that
She hugged him back, emotions sweeping over her. "Iím so
The tiny ship was sucked into the hole, but amazingly enough,
they didnít die when they went through it. The same could not be
said about the crash. The next thing Sher Semloh remembered was
waking up with his Master dead, and landing on a strange planet
where there was a boy who died from being hit by a falling tree that
was caused by the crash. The strange thing was that the boy looked
exactly like he did.
He got out his lightsaber and carefully chopped off his
braid. Then he switched clothes with the boy so that no one would
notice him. He kept his lightsaber, but the crystal it needed was
missing. He didnít know why he was doing this, but his instincts
told him to. His instincts also told him to get away from the ship,
Then he looked back at the dead body of his Master. The woman
seemed strangely familiar to him, like a teacher or something, but
they were close. He couldnít remember what her name was. Then it hit
him. He couldnít even remember what his name was! This was going to
Sher later found the Holmes family, who thought he was
Sherlock. They found out he had amnesia and even if they didnít know
the cause, gradually convinced him that his name was not Sher
Semloh, but Sherlock Holmes. Thatís the person who he grew up to be
and thatís who he came to know himself as. The body of the real
Sherlock Holmes was never found, as the ship exploded moments after
Sher left it and destroyed all the evidence. That is, all but the
small green crystal from Sherís lightsaber.
As the boy grew up, he never once became curious about his
past. The family's influence had rubbed off on him, and he thought
that the other boy's memories were his. The only thing that he
didn't know about was why he had that strange rod thing with a
It turned out that Katílinaís suspicions were right. Sher, or
Sherlock, did become a detective, and a very good one at that. So
good that he was brought back to life after being dead...,
Sorry! Sorry for killing the 'real' Holmes. I know you guys
are gonna kill me for this....
(waits for angry mob)
On to Part 2!
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