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"How do you lose a nine year old child?!" "Sherlock, by the time I got here she was asleep on the couch. I went to make some tea in the kitchen and when I got back she was gone," Mrs. Hudson repeated fro the seventh time. Yes, she'd been keeping track. "Sherlock, we'll find her. She's a smart girl, she wouldn't have run away," John assured, but he was worried as well. You'd become like a second daughter to him. What if something happened? Sherlock however, had stopped listening. He walked over to the couch and began examining it before coming to a conclusion. "It was Moriarty."                                                            

It'd been almost nine years since Sherlock and John found you at the crime scene. John was now married to a wonderful woman named Mary (whom you saw as a mother figure) and you lived with your adoptive father, Sherlock. Living with Sherlock over the years, you picked up some of his traits. You weren't nearly as good a detective as your father, but you could tell a few things about people. A few months after he brought you to the loft, he began taking you to crime scenes, against John's strong advise of course. Anyway, you were now nine (and a half). Since they didn't know your real birthday, they celebrated it on the day they brought you in

It was supposed to be a regular crime scene. You know the usual, Sherlock drawn to the crime scene with John in tow. John, wanted a regular night. Sherlock, wanted in interesting night. And an interesting night it would be. John and Sherlock climbed out of the taxi. The building was surrounded with people and police officers trying to keep the people away. The smell of smoke was in the air, meaning there had most likely been a fire. There were two police officers, Lestrade and Sally huddled together. John soon figured out they weren't huddling, but investigating something. And it wasn't a something, but a someone. He and Sherlock went over t

You sigh as you’re waiting for your physical to end in the infirmary of the Thousand Sunny. You weren’t sick or anything, actually you were pretty healthy.   Except for the fact that you’re completely blind. When you were small you suffered from a terminal illness. Your noble parents brought you to the best doctor that money could buy. He was able to save your life, but at the cost of your sight. After knowing that you can’t marry well due to your blindness your parents abandoned you in the New World in hopes of cleaning the slate.   Thankfully, an old huntsman took you in and taught you observation haki as well as ho