Rydia Holmes || Sherlock

The Start

{chapter one}

Rydia Holmes was the most intelligent girl in our class, her teachers loved it but she sometimes got into to much detail

As I said before, she graduated school at the age of 15

Now almost 18, she has nothing to do and despite all of Johns attempts to convince her to go to college she always shuts the idea down

Till one faithful day, the day it all started, the day Rosa came running in like I headless chicken, the day she met me, Zero Collins

Rosa was a lovely girl, that always had her blonde hair up in a bun, always had a pink lip and always dressed appropriately

She had a square sort of face, with thin eyebrows, halfly plump lips and slim cheeks

But the girl who ran into 221b was not Rosa, sure it was. But something was wrong

On the day, Rosa came running up Baker Street and knocked on the famous home of the Holmes. I running after her

With no answer, she somehow jammed the door open and entered the building running up the stairs trying to find the person she needed most.

She ran into the living room finding Sherlock at the computer and a girl.

The girl was wearing maroon sweatpants and a navy baggy hoodie with crystal white fluffy socks, she also had her hair in a French braid. She was beautiful

Rosa looked down at the girl, she was sprawled out all over the couch and had a bow in her hand; playing with the string

Neither of the Holmes noticed she was there till Rosa couldn't take it anymore, anxiety bubbling inside her

"Rydia Holmes!" She shouted, her voice cracking at someone during one of the words

Rydia's head didn't move she just mumbled a little 'what' still concentrated on the bow string

"You're the famous Sherlock Holmes" I pointed to the man at the computer, who had now looked up "a-and you're his daughter?" I stammered pointing to Rydia

"Of course she's my daughter who else would she be!" Sherlock said to me obviously quite annoyed

By now Rydia had finally looked up, she was shocked

Her best friend didn't look how she usually looked, she look tired, stressed, worried almost. Then she looked at me, I was the strange boy behind Rosa

I was taller than Both the girls, kind of lanky and lean, with black hair and a hat covering it. That day I was wearing black converse, a plaid shirt with a black top underneath and black ripped jeans

Rydia stopped, she ignored her friend and she shut herself out from the world for one second then came straight back, confused

"Who are you?" She asks carelessly, slightly tilting her head

"I-i'm Zero-" I stated stammering A bit but I was interrupted

"Rydia! We have bigger problems." Rosa shouts, getting the girls attention

"Right, what do you need?" Rydia gets up throwing her bow aside as she stumbles into the kitchen grabbing her light brown Uggs and walking back into the slightly tense living room

"Now. Where are we going?" Rydia asks another question and looks at me and Rosie

"The school" I  reply earning a glare from her father

Rosa opens her mouth to say something but nothing comes out, she looks like she's going to break, crumble, snap.

"Be back before midnight" Sherlock says to his daughter, and she gives him a sarcastic smile

"Ha. Good one dad, Lets go!" Rydia springs up and grabs me and Rosie pulling us downstairs, holding a wide smile on her face

"Now" She pulls us outside and as we are walking down the street, Rydia turns around and she is only half smiling now turning into serious mode

"Who's Died?"

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Rydia Holmes

Rosie Watson

Zero Collins