by Cyberwolf (wolf at mydestiny.net)
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AN: A side-fic to 'Unreachable'. This time it is
Moriarty's POV. Meant to be more humorous than "Unreachable", and
it's somewhat less...thought-out. Funny thing about it is, I
wrote these exactly a week apart - both on Sundays. Hmm.
It's disgusting, that's what it is. Simply abominable. There's no
other word for it.
Despite my objection to his existence, I hold - somewhat
reluctantly, I admit - a good deal of respect for Holmes. So few
in the world - then or now - can equal my intellect, and Holmes
is one of those. He is a worthy opponent.
Well, he was. Whether he continues to remain so is a matter of
I thought that I could somewhat understand Holmes. He is actually
rather similar to myself, in some respects. So if I found the
Inspector...attractive...I suppose that he might as well. After
all, she has shown intelligence, wit, and no small amount of
bravery - traits that both of us admire. She's beautiful, too,
and though we both have reputations of being cold-blooded, we
aren't that cold-blooded.
Yes, in the privacy of my own mind I can admit it: I have a
certain fondness for that Inspector. Not enough to overshadow the
fact that she is a zealot, a Yardie, and worst of all, a
On the off-side, I have always found it somewhat incredible that
Holmes has fans - thousands of fans - world-wide - who apparently
have nothing better to do than to read about him, discuss him,
and even draw and write about their idealized conception of the
No, I am not jealous. I'm just appalled that so many could
waste so much of their time.
*cough* ANYWAY, getting back to the topic at hand. So, despite my
natural animosity towards the Inspector (really, I deserve at
least a human pronoun, don't I? Calling me an 'it'?) I can sort
of appreciate why Holmes would be interested in her.
However, his decision to marry her strikes me as utter lunacy.
Being attracted is one thing, proposing is another. Doesn't he
realize how binding this is? How final? There's a huge chance
they'll split up, you know. Statistics show that nearly half of
married couples divorce. And they're always arguing. Oh, sure,
let them call it bantering. An argument's an argument. And....
Oh, all right. I'll admit it. Their arguing hasn't the sheer
malicious spite that characterizes those of couples about to
break up. And they seem to make up for the arguments readily
enough. And I will admit that the statistics don't take into
account such factors as shared life-death experiences, and the
Still! That makes it worse! ...in a way. Why, you ask?
This is going to be hard for me, so don't interrupt. *deep
breath* They...are...in...love. Oh, that sounds so sickening.
Don't make me repeat it.
What's the problem, you ask, if they're in love? It's what love
does to a person! Love...is like a disease. I've seen people in
love. It's like having a hole knocked into the back of their head
and their wits dribble out slowly through it. There's a reason
that you use a word connected with painful accidents for this
phenomenon -'fall'. Suggests all sorts of painful missteps,
Holmes knew that! In fact, he was the one who most embodied the
principle of that!
So what in heaven's name is he doing getting married?
Mark my words. They'll start to slip. Some googly-eyes when they
should have been watching me; too busy thinking about the other
when they should be analyzing my crimes; and then it'll get
This is going to take some of the fun out of conquering New
London. What good are handicapped enemies?
Further AN: Poor Moriarty. He really doesn't know how to take
this, does he?