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Chaotic Impressions - Chapter 1 [Johnlock Fanfic]John hadn’t been to London for years, but if he was to be quite honest, he didn’t miss the hustle and bustle of it all. He had caught several buses and then took the tube, now he was walking the rest of the way to his new school. It was his first year at Weirdsister College, and he was both scared and excited. He had done quite well at Camelot Academy, which was part of the reason why he got his scholarship to Weirdsister, but he also had a ‘gift’. He had discovered in his second to last year at school, that he could bring pictures to life with his mind. It had happened one day when he was rather angry at one of his classmates; he had accidentally set a miniature wyvern on the other boy, after he’d sketched one in the back of his potions book. He’d almost been expelled, until the headmaster realised that John hadn’t meant to do it. After that, his headmaster urged him to mention his talent in his application for Weirdsister College; he said it&Chaotic Impressions - Chapter 1 [Johnlock Fanfic] by Darkshine97
(10) A Study in Skyrim [Sherlock/Skyrim Crossover]For the remaining nights of the full moon, John and Vistha camped in the witches’ cave, while Sherlock and Aela spent their nights in the mountains. They believed it would be the safest thing to do.(10) A Study in Skyrim [Sherlock/Skyrim Crossover] by Darkshine97
John kicked what appeared to be rat bones against the cave wall.
“This place is disgusting.” He said.
“The Glenmoril witches don’t care much for hygiene.” Vistha remarked, clearing a space for him to sit by the fire.
They’d prepared a fire after collecting firewood from outside. The small, flickering fire gave the dank cave an orange glow.
“How did you and Sherlock meet?” Vistha asked.
“We met in prison.” John poked a stick in fire, shifting one of the logs. “We escaped together. I think he’d known exactly how to escape for a long time, but he just didn’t know what he’d do on the outside.”
“So you escaped and came to the college?” Vistha inquired.
“Yes. I saw him transform not l
(9) A Study in Skyrim [Sherlock/Skyrim Crossover]John paid the carriage driver with the remaining gold. He didn’t know how they were going to get more when they needed it, but he put that thought aside.(9) A Study in Skyrim [Sherlock/Skyrim Crossover] by Darkshine97
Aela talked about The Companions during the bumpy carriage ride, but John had stopped listening a while ago. He was worried about the battle ahead. He knew that Aela was a huntress, and Vistha was a skilled mage, but the Glenmoril witches were very powerful. He was playing out scenarios in his head when his thoughts were interrupted by Sherlock, who spoke for the first time since they’d got on the carriage.
“By the time we get to Lake Ilinalta, it’ll be the full moon.” He stated.
John and Vistha looked to Aela.
“I know.” Aela responded. “That can be used to our advantage. You can control yourself, can’t you?” she looked to Sherlock.
“I managed alright until I got locked up.”
We’ll plan to attack at night. When the moon rises, you and I can go on ahead. John
Wide of the Mark - Chapter FourSherlock didn’t quite understand how dabbing a man’s forehead for a day could get two people on first name terms, but there he was, now able to call young Mr Watson from Knightly Estate his first name: John. It was such a boring name.Wide of the Mark - Chapter Four by Darkshine97
“You managed to make a friend, and you weren’t even trying.” Mycroft commented at breakfast the next day.
“Are you jealous?” Sherlock asked snidely.
“Don’t be ridiculous.”
Sherlock smirked to himself and finished the last of his tea. He fetched his hat and went outside to go for a walk when he was met by John Watson on horseback.
“Good morning, Sherlock.” John tilted his hat.
“Morning,” Sherlock was puzzled. He wasn’t aware that Mycroft had given out any more invitations.
“I hope you don’t mind me coming around, I just wanted to see if you wanted to come for a ride, and visit the estate for luncheon.” John smiled.
“If this is some kind of