The meeting

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John was sent into a distant town to get food and other supplies for the war, his sister was far away and he knew she wouldn't do anything wrong. He went to pick up a lemon when a pale had went for it was well, the emblem on his hand, a flame. The flame emblem is that of the enemy, the government. 

"My apologies, I see this is rebellion territory, I'll leave." The boy who went for the lemon turned and started back.

"Wait, no, I was just sent for food, I didn't expect a government child to be here to do the same!" John spoke up, grabbing the others hand. The boy was tall, pale, and his grey and blue-green eyes were dull, bored, almost as if he didn't even enjoy the thought of war. 

"I'm John. John Watson." He smiled politely. 'Man..... this kid is hot...... don't blow this, it's a chance for an alliance!'

"Sherlock. William Sherlock Holmes." The kid in front of him replied, a small twinkle forming in his eyes. "You're father is the rebel general right? My brother Mycroft talks all about how well he fights, but how poorly he commands, I see it the other way around..... Father is the poor leader and excellent fighter."

John blinked, this tall and pale boy he was talking to, was a Holmes! The best chance for an alliance! "Maybe we should try and end this war?" 

"Maybe.... but I would rather... meet up with you again, until we have a chance to talk about the alliance." Sherlock said rather blatantly.

John nodded, then heard his sister calling. "I gotta go, I'll see you another time?"

"Yes, meet here tomorrow. You'll need more food."


//more to come later!! First story and I'm hoping it's good!

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