Chapter 1:
(John's POV)
I woke up panting.
It's been years since "it" happened. Why is is still haunting me? I stood up and headed down the stairs.
For once, Sherlock had been sleeping in which was odd and foreign to me. Especially since we were on a case. The shoelace case (yeah...... lame rhyme. I'm a Doctor not a poet).
I made a cup of coffee and sat on the couch.
Before I could turn on the TV I got a text on my phone.
'Leave the coffee. Come to Barts. Now. It doesn't matter if your in your Pj's. NOW WATSON -SH'
I moaned and left to get dressed.
(Isabelle)
This new one had bought me for 1200 pounds. Hm. Why.............
I had been on the Black market since I was 13. Now I'm 22. Yes. Long time. I don't mind much. Kind of used to it. I have been to two masters, each hated me and returned me after a month. I went from Warrior to the Unwanted Angel. Now........ I might actually have found someone who wants me! What am I saying!?
But this time was different. From the market auction I was lead into a car. No hand cuffs, no gags, no creepy stalker guys. Just me and two armed gunmen behind me. They opened it for me and I hoped in, buckled up and was greeted by a man sitting next to me.
"Hiiiiiiiii. You are Isabelle Clara Watson yes?" I nodded, "I'm Jim Moriarty." He held out his hand and I shook it. "So you spent all this money on me. Why?" I asked. He smiled.
"I just thought that the Unwanted Angel would want to be wanted."
I gulped. His tone frightened me.
"Okkkkk........ so I'm here for your amusement. To see me suffer?"
"No. You are my winning game piece."
Winning game piece? I didn't bother asking. Fear crept into me. I hadn't ever been this scared. Never in my life.
(Three days later. Evening)
I was shoved out of my cell. I had been in there for three days without anything to eat or drink. Why now?
I was locked in a closet and was forced to change into a strapless red silk gown. Once escorted out, a sorta vest was placed on me. Then I did something I should have done ages ago. I punched my guards in the face and ran.
(Chapter end)
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FanfictionOn the day of my thirteenth birthday, I was taken into a black market system. My first master lasted a year, the next a month. Now, I'm locked a prison because of a new master. Jim Moriarty. The worse thing is.......... He knows who I am. Isabelle C...