The tower seemed to fly past me. Still wearing my armor, I was sitting in a train riding to the edge of the tower. Riding next to me was Sherlock Holmes. The awoken was dressed in a dark trench coat and has a deerstalker hat on. He was holding a strange skull we found.
“Why are you carrying that thing around with you? It’s a little unsettling” I asked the warlock.
“It could help us. Maybe answer our questions” he replied.
“How? Is a skull it’s not living” I said but Sherlock ignored me. The two of us went to the exit of the tower and walked to a nearby Warehouse. Guardian vanguard operatives where scattered all around. A eco walked up to us his green panted face covered in tech, probably a attempt to replicate facial hair.
“Sherlock Holmes what are you doing here.” The exo asked
“I’m a consulting detective, inspector Lestrade. Here is my ID” Holmes said pulling out a ID card.
“Is that lord shaxxs ID!” Inspector Lestrade exclaimed. Sherlock quickly pocketed the ID card and said
“Uhh, no it’s not. I’m a detective I’m here to investigate”
“This is a crime scene Not a playground mister Holmes.”
“Same thing aren’t they. I’ve helped you with cases let me help.”
“Fine, just don’t mess around” the exo said. With that we walked into the warehouse. The smell of death assaulted us. Shadowy goop was on the ground along with three bodies.
“There is three of them Watson. Brilliant.” Sherlock said before eagerly walking towards the dead to investigate. I heard some murmurs and whispers of “psychopath”, “freak” , and some “I wonder if he’s the murderer” and I wondered why people would think that of my friend, until I saw him walking happily towards three dead body’s with a skull tucked under his arm. The warlock crouched down next to one of the body’s investigating.
“Three guardians dead, one of each class, weird shadow stuff. What is the question here?” Sherlock asked.
“Who killed them” I said while inspector Lestrade said “what is this shadow stuff”
“Wrong and wrong”Sherlock said
“What is it then Sherlock?” I asked as the warlock put a sample of the weird stuff around us in a Petri dish.
“Where are there ghost? Not even a trace of a broken shell” Sherlock said, throwing the skull towards me and started getting up.
“Do you know who killed them” inspector Lestrade asked “at least how they died, anything.”
“Nothing.” Sherlock said briefly.
“But your a expert. You have nothing?” Lestrade said.
“Watson let’s go. We have um, investigating to do” Sherlock said walking out of the room. I just sighed and followed him.
“Why did you lie, you know exactly what’s going on.” I asked the awoken.
“Yes but the vanguard are annoying. It will take them weeks to solve this. It will be funny to see them scramble around without a clue in the world.” Sherlock laughed
“But you know what happened”
“Obviously. Did you see there vain, discolored and popping out. Poison, probably hive.”
“Was that taken shadow thing the poison” I asked
“Obviously not. The shadows where waste product” the detective said.
“Waste product? I don’t understand”
“All things that use energy give off waste product. Whatever killed these guardians gave off the shadows.”
“But how do you know what weapon. And that place was covered in shadow, what type of weapon would leave that kind of waste?” I asked.
“The ghost where missing. Come on Watson” Sherlock said then, picking up his skull and Began walking away. I just followed the warlock, knowing that someway this will solve the murder. We arrived back at Baker Street where Sherlock went to his lab. Before we moved in the apartment used to have a kitchen but Sherlock converted it to a lab. He uses this lab for criminal investigation but sometimes questionable stuff come out of that lab when the warlock is bored.
“What are we doing Sherlock?” I asked.
“I am examining this shadow. What your doing is up to you.” He said, getting out a microscope.
“It almost looks like a taken blight. What shadows do we know Sherlock?”
“Taken Shadow, shadows of yor, the shadow thief, Variks shadow.” The detective said. “This is interesting Watson. It looks like this substance is made of light, but it’s corrupted. I think I found out missing ghost”
“What next sherlock” I asked
“What do we know Watson. The murder was committed with a unknown weapon or poison. This weapon produced some sort of energy in the form as shadow. We still don’t know who or why.” The detective said.
“But how do we know the gun produced this blight. How do you know about this weapon at all.”
“Just a hypothesis my dear Watson. We need to know what killed the guardians and how so we can know who and why. But will you excuse me Watson I will be in my room. We have to think.” The detective said, picking up his skull and walking of to his room. I decided to do a quick search on the archives to learn more about theses dead guardians to no avail. They where just normal guardians, doing patrol for the vanguards. Not really the type with enemy’s, well enemy’s in the city anyways. I decided to go on a little walk, stop at the new Ramen shop nearby to get some food and maybe take out for Sherlock while he does his job.
Arriving back at Baker Street I unexpectedly found inspector Lestrade at our door. The exo was About to knock on our door when I said.
“Sherlock’s busy. I’m right here”
“Oh, hello doctor Watson. I’m here for Sherlock though.” The inspector said.
“Another murder?”
“Yes. Same as last time. Weird shadow stuff and everything”
“Another fireteam?”
“No. Just one guardian. Here doctor Watson, is the address. Outside of the city of course. I hope to see you and Sherlock there”
“I will tell Sherlock. See you later inspector.
“And you doctor Watson” the inspector said before leaving. As I entered 221b a strange smell assaulted me.
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