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So, London. Time 12.00, it was already dark.On Baker Street quickly, as if hurrying somewhere, is a lonely young man in light blue jeans, black boots and a black hoodie. Hooded sweatshirts nadenut so that the face is almost completely hidden, only visible thin pale lips that is barely noticeable move. Young manalmost to herself, with powerless anger Damn! Damn! So they can burn you, the British library!So the fifth day, and again all down the drain! spits PP-PAH!What are you, my beloved ancestor,To joke with me with your nonsense?I'm kidding, you know, not love.No, honestly, though a hint Any key left!But not-e-et! You sweat if you please,My boy... Ha!Here's what you, the descendants of their faith.And... Suddenly falls silent, because in the heat of frustration started talking in full voice and drew the police on duty hereYoung man Ahem, uh... something wrong, sir? Police If you please, young man, you on me a moment to look.Take off your hood, man. The young man purses his lips angrily, but the request complies without hesitation or a sound to reveal the lifers beautiful, but very pale face with strict features, and pitch black hair. From barbed glance, poisonous green eyes of the police runs back the chill, but he still makes sure experienced eye, that this is not a drug addict or drunken subject Young man Deign not to worry, my dear.I'm just a student. Examination of the damned seriesMy rest was completely taken away. As long as the material does not repeat,Until dawn will not fall asleep.So can I go?Police Hmm... Yeah, I'm sorry. A mysterious young man continues own, personal way, once again hiding his face with a hood Young manchuckling It's your lucky day, darling, Not that I was angry in full force.Hmm? stopped again, remarking on the asphalt a few small fragments of granite Well, well, well... Well, today again no luck,Alas. But as long as strength and youth will not lose,I search not give up. Oh, it knows, the heart feels whenWhat expects meThe long-awaited reward!Long you fly left, the birds!Haha! Out, like "dissolving" in the dark
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On the sloping roof of a three storey residential building is located four gargoyles. Three young adult males and one young female, by the standards of the gargoyles, still just a child. One male, whose eyes resemble the bottomless black holes, very thin, with light grey skin, scruffy dark blue head, a small "goat" horns and webbed wings that seem to be twice bigger than himself, dressed in ripped jeans and pink t-shirt over a white turtleneck; another green-skinned, with jet black hair and drooping of the eyebrows thick bangs, most of his face is solid toothy beak, like a pterodactyl, but shorter, while the other is completely identical to human. Dressed with only black jeans and an inverted cervical stitch. The wings are also reminiscent of prehistoric flying dinosaurs. And then glanced sternly towards the blue-haired; and the third black, the largest suitcase, just the rapper in the flesh - baggy pants, baseball cap, dark purple turtleneck, membranous wings folded on his shoulders neat "coat", white eyes staring sternly through the darkness of night; and finally, the little Japanese gargoyle, bright yellow, with purple hair, eyes hidden under the forehead provocative, graceful wings without membranes, dressed in a black and white striped sweater and black shorts. And all four of them anxiously clapping long fleshy tails on the roof.Greenleaning over the edge of the roof Fuck you, asshole. Black It's exactlyAs Una said? Green Well Duc! As you see, Don't you fuck usThe old Mare. The blue-hairedunable to withstand Mads, howYou can do it! She's... falls silent, having caught a hell of a kick right in the jaw. Green Well, shut the fuck up,Fuck!You didn't ask! Black gargoyle menacingly rolls up her sleeves turtleneck Green Fuck! Well, sorry, overdid it... Yellowsitting down next to face the blue-haired rubbing But, Murdock-San, How can you be sure thatThe man we need?Greenirritably All the horse meat we chewed, Especially for those who are in the tank!Like, he's just unique like that Who is this fucking book before you dig!And the Khan!So, if you have more questions - Personally to it! The blue-haired But Mads, does he live where are we?Maybe all night flying.Uh... Crow face might green gargoyle with a malicious smile out of my jeans crumpled piece of paper, inscribed with blue ballpoint pen "Baker Street, 221-B"Black And still disturbing me. Green Duc, you choose!!To make use of the chance given by fate,Il rock forever to stay?Have any suggestions?The other three gargoyles are silent in response Green Then raised by ass - and for me! Whitefish from the roof, wings catching the air stream, and soars.Black Hey, STU, how are you in General?Can fly? The blue-haired All right, I'm fine! Black I'm afraid a little? Yellow H-slightly, Russell-kun... The blue-hairedworried But don't cry, honey! All will be well.And if with thee will I.I promise.After all, you're my angel of the night. Blackwith a heavy sigh So, okay, it's time for us. Three gargoyles fly from the roof after his leader. However, they do not see flying followed by four unfamiliar gargoyles, who all this time listened to their every word.
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Baker street. Early in the morning. Sherlock sits at the table and something passionately sees in the microscope. Includes sleepy John. John Again madeThe whole table...(goes to refrigerator, opens it...)Fuck!Why are you here...AgainLeft head!? Sherlockwithout raising his head Close.I experience spend. John IShould be aware of? Sherlock In the pan -The fingers are cooked.Don't argue. I need to figure out.In salt - two eyes. John Infection.And you thoughtWhere I haveWhat? Sherlock Go in the cafeIl restaurant.And here's another...Under the showerThe body... John What? Sherlock Dead.And all the ice... John There I'mWill not go.Opens a window to ventilate the room, and then his eyes suddenly stumbles upon four winged statues on the roof of the house opposite. John Hey, Sherlock!Look!On the roof...One, two, three...And here are fourStatues.Stand.But I know I... Sherlocksurprise Do you know exactly?I would not say. Johnirritably You're not the only oneSo...Cool and smart.Now.On the roofWas not.... Sherlockgets up and walks to the window ... gargoyles.Yes, it's interesting.With any here thenThe statue? John And I about the same.But morning...I went to workAnd you...Be kind Before dinnerClean upOn the table,In the fridgeAnd all in the kitchenGet it off!And I justAll makeAnd you this shitFed.
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Sherlock I'll be right... John And nastyAnd arrogant,And harmful,And I went. *** So, noon. Our old friend in "Rodin" pose sitting on the edge of a bench in the Park gardens. His face also hides the black hood. Young manwhisper GM. Well...Come on, my friend.And libraries, and other storageNow we note, out of mind.The key is to know where in Medieval timesNot dare to meddle ignorant people,Considering the places home to the evil forcesIle magic mighty generation...And like I heard, being a teenager,The legend, saying that stone-Hedge Then Merlin's hands.Without visible objects, the power of thoughtBy air carried the stones greatest magician...Hmmm! You never know... sinceI don't have the exact tips and keys...Damn it! Chatterbox started talking again in a loud voice, engaging the attention of the two girls nearby. Young man Ahem... Sorry, my lady!The circle of our theatre! The musical..."Oh, wait forever, stone Hedge!"Girls, made a contemptuous grimace, walk away. The guy rises from the bench and, without delay, also goes away. Young man Oh, not going to go wellA habit of mine... well,Goal new. So, only twilight will deepen,Wait for the guest, stone Hedge, The heritage of antiquity!Not gonna linger,For a long journey. But you, filthy brat,Already pray to all my gods!Haha! merges with the crowd and disappears from sight *** Getting on for evening. Returned from work tired, hungry and angry like a dog John. John Sherlock? Sherlocklying on the couch I am today the task is not decided,But all cleaned up.When you walked away,I decided firstCheck.I climbed on the roofSee...pickPiece.John You are dead.And body partsCleaned? Sherlock I am driving at.I got there,Checked.Neoconism?Late classicism? I don't know.So I came back.I scoured the fridgeAnd kitchen whole. Guts, eyesAnd head,And brush...Found everything and threw it away.I bought salt.But the bathroom before you go... John Why? Sherlockhiding his eyes Do you understand?I completely forgot about the corpse,And when I rememberedThere...Turned out to be porridge.I've cleaned everything thereAnd bleach poured... John ... and in the fridgePut? Sherlockresenting No.I threw...I wanted the tanksMartha,But she sent meAnd I to the neighbors planted. Johnclosing hand over his face YouIdiot!!!Forgive meLord!
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For the hassles the evening passes quickly. The sun hardly hides behind the London rooftops, statues completely cover the crack, a rumble of stone-torn "skins" and a triumphant roar awakened monsters. Green Brrr...Alrighty then, on we! Black Here it is? N das, for kilometer it is visible,That lives here well, just Superman! Yellow But as heWill save us, if he An ordinary mortal? The blue-hairedin a panic So una made a mistake?All of us now?!! Huh?!! Green Well, all the snot wiping, shit!Me it wear out, "what...", "what if...","And that is wrong"!! Your mother!The curse of want in the back?! Huh?! But I'vePersonally don't give a fuck. OK, here I go!! Fiercely can see the beak, strongly jumps from the roof and gently landed on the sidewalk, so strongly coming to the door of the house "221-B" and just hammer on it with a green fist. The rest of the gargoyles dumbfounded observe the actions of the leader.Greennothing on what is threshing in innocent door H-Hey! Is there anyone alive?! We needSomeone, and it is urgent!! Yes you there,Etit your left, died?!! Three gargoyles Murdock, don't!! To produce a rumble from above, a window is opened, and a shrill female voice resounds throughout Baker street. Martha What the fuckIn this house?You can not sleep!!The Sherlock violinNasty plays!!!The wall shoots!!!The experiments... Kaboom!!!And tub is covered in dust and crumbs!!!!Stop to beat,The police on youIroda!!! Murdockwhined Hey, baby!And Sherlock just your We all need!If you please to open to us, sweet! Martha Stunned!My sweet babySo fifty yearsNot called...Alright, then.Come downOpen.Let SherlockIs also suffer.Come down and opens the door. Martha Now upAnd there...Yell your lungs!!!! Murdock Hey you, there! Now is here! The blue-hairednervously I don't like it allI don't like... Yellow Di-San, please,Don't. We're with you. The blue-haired Thank you, We, sweetheart. Murdock Yes fast fucking!!! Black Still, don't yell! Go. However, no sooner had the trio to leave the roof, there came a hail: "Wait, wait, we with you!" The rustle of leathery wings and on the sidewalk next to the four gargoyles fell four - three males and a female, all about the same age. The first male with light brown skin, brown haired, blue eyes and membranous wings, dressed in a black suit and a black silk top hat on head; second, white-skinned, red-eyed, purple haired, curved horns, resembling rabbit, too Hymenoptera, black trousers, white shirt and purple vest; the third red as a fire truck, with red mane of tangled hair, as Murdock, left eye is bright yellow, and the right one is hidden under the black pirate headband, wings without membranes, dressed in torn brown pants, and instead of the right paw iron hook; and light yellow female with white hair, in a lemon-yellow dress with a white apron, too, without membranes on the wings, purple eyes, and holding her little pink baby gargoyles. Murdockpoisonous grin Wai, Ara, the circus has arrived!
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Sherlockcreeping out of the room What the fuck is going on?I just lay down, so noiseAnd yelling the fuck?!Would you give me to sleep!!!! Continuing to grumble, down the hall and there he was waiting for as many as eight gargoyles Murdock Hi-thank, curly!I am Niccals Murdock, And well tailored, tightly sewn!And this is my team, close-knit by me! Here is the blue-haired punk - Stewart Tosspot,And you can just "Slugin son"... Sherlock And I don't fucking careWho are you there?I'm trying to sleepAnd John woke,And him to standEarly tomorrow!!!!Let's shorter! The others hastily presented: blue-hair asked, so it was called "Tudi", black gargoyle rapper to call Russell Hobbs, a little Japanese gargoyle - Noodle, gargoyle in the black hat - Freddy, gargoyle in the purple vest - Bonnie, gargoyle-pirate foxy, a female in yellow dress Chica, and her bistany - Carl Sherlockyawning So what is the reasonYour ward?Let's hurry,I want to sleep.But if you really could not stand,Can help,On paper writeAll you need from me,Mail send,And sleep during the day.Here gargoyles (except Murdock) all fall to your knees and pleadingly pulling to the detective claws No. Do not drive us! Please! On our stock Looming shadow of sinister evils! We predicted local gargoyle,You are our last hope! Save! Help! Beg! Please!! Sherlockraising the eyebrows Hope?(yawns)The last?(Yawns again)Well, you fucking Yes-and-spin!!!Go to the room.I need a drink,So clearly for me to understandWhat do you want from me?I hope you like tea? Chica There are cupcakes? Tudi The toffees have? Sherlock We need John to Wake upAnd about the sweets to ask!
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10 minutes later all eight gargoyles with convenience located in the kitchen at that table, who is just on the floor. Side by side sitting on chairs Sherlock and John, both in their pajamas, not with the happiest, with a crumpled faces and dark circles under the eyes. Chica Hey, Carl!Want a cookie? Up!Botanico throws his cookie, he deftly captures Freddiedissatisfied Oh, enough with this kindergarten!Ahem! So, where was I? Sherlockyawning You have any problems?And you hung... Johnyawning Affairs you and I have a littleIt was such... Like this!But it's so funny(yawns)Gargoyles a lot to youCame.... Sherlock Why don't youTo sleep.You get backSo early. John Don't count on it.Such a thingI will not sleep through!Russellsheepishly scratching his head Hmmm, this is awkward.But it is not our fault. Murdock In short, a fuckingLooking for a book...! Noodle Not just a book,And - magic! Bonnie And here we were on tour.And met a local. We alsoEverything about the book toldAnd also you to seek told.I hope you will excuse us... Sherlock I can help you,Me what it's worth thenI'll be happy.Don't give me awards,But just me tell meWhat a twist of fateBrings you allOn my doorstep? John And Sherlock is not alone in this.I also want to know.Sherlock So what was the book?And what is it? Russell The book has the cover supposedlyFrom the skin of salamanders, and moon TaurusThey gave her skin to parchment.Recorded in her spell witches,Whose hearts were blacker night of darkness.The slightest spell of that bookNot to crush anyone forever.And that allegedly hid her villainsHere in London,but maybe Only in the outskirts... Foxy Stop! Anchors to give away!One more thing! You know about the avalon,About the book called "Grimorium"And Archmage? We haveAny chick I've heard. Murdock Shorter! Showed up bastard,Which, they say, some great-great...In General, it Archmage great-grandson!And he is full of revenge for ancestorMany years ago made the eggsFrom the gargoyles and humans. Noodle And if the book he will find - Our family will curse it forever. Tudi Yes! Day and night Let the idols stand!And the damnation of no one to remove!Chica Oh no!! Sherlockasking Got my ass kicked in the balls?Perhaps this is Moriarty.Oh, by the way.This knowledge for peopleUseful? Murdock This book is fucking powerful you can become,That blow completely! Bonnie Yeah, the gargoyles will kill,And there and for the people he decides to tackle!Um... who is this Moriarty? Noodle Yes! About Moriarty una-SanWe haven't heard from. Sherlock And this schmuckOne.ThisFucking bad.My enemy.Task clear to me.And I'll do it.But.Listen up.When you will needTo learn about the successes,Not all you come.And sendOne.Okay? Freddie On your roofWill we expect with theseFour.
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Gargoyles leaving hospitable apartment. Sherlock wearily rubs his forehead mercilessly whirring. Before dawn, three hours. Sherlock You go to sleep now,Buddy John.And tomorrowWe will start to look. John Agree. Spread over the beds. *** Stonehenge. One of the stones sits a jet black Raven and a human voice said. Raven Here's a thousand devils!This a long way backMe completely exhausted!And cliffs, here is one... two...Oh, triedThe old bastard! But I hardly nowWill think for a little.I will leave better for the time beingIn Morpheus of ownership.Then again will join forcesIn the body, And the mind... falls asleep*** Morning. Baker street. Sherlock, sipping his strong coffee, exploring the websites containing information about black magic, alchemy and other nonsense. Down John. Sherlock Look,John.I'm asking youAbout the service. Johnpouring himself tea What do you want? Sherlock Go to the Stonehenge. John And you? Sherlock And I at Trinity CollegeIn Cambridge the riverTo be found thereThe Book Of SpiritsFrench Grimoire of the XV century... John Are you sure? Sherlock And later IEnter In The Library Of The Arsenal, In Paris...Stored the manuscript XVIII century...Johndrinking tea Okay.I'm goingLookAnd make the call.But the first thingI need... Sherlock Don't worry.I'm really for a month. John Wow.How soonYou... Sherlocksmiling For business need. John has Breakfast and goes. Sherlock sent his friend to the window. Sherlock So I thinkThat thing isThe warmth of the gargoylesWarmed.Fly from afar,So to find me,To hire And to persuade this caseTo take.I will try.But here's the problem...And suddenly your enemyWith my mergeAnd will all the Khan...Well... I wentTo look at manuscriptsAnd missing persons. Out.
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Stonehenge. The crow is already gone, but here in the heart of the ancient monument is our old friend. In his hand a small metal object, a cross between a stud and a pin. Young man If a part of himself submissively to giveWe will obey the folio, as here he is.Well, I'm ready! Accipite meum sanguinem!Obedite me! Going to prick finger, he suddenly stops and sniffs the air as if with the view taken by surprise the predator. Young man What?! Who dares?!! Appears John. Coming to Stonehenge. John That bastard!He sent me hereAnd he flooded booksFree to browse.Well...Start looking.(see young man)Did I interrupt something?I'm only hereWill take a bitOn the tablet,Yes the rocks will be examined.You don't mind?Young manthrough his teeth KHM, don't worry, it's all right.Officer I scientific. You don't get it.So just ask me not to take a picture.aside, in a whisperHell brought... John Thank you(begins to walk around the stones)What's this?Writings.Now I'll shoot it.So.(holds the stone hand)Hmm. Weird.The stone should be cold,And he's hot.And like the heart,Beats me.What would that mean?But it leads me... Now, now...(hugs the stone with the astonished view) Young manin horror What the hell?! Really...NO!! Don't you dare and think you, miserable! What you found is mine by right!!While he was in some sort of trance, the boy turns into a nasty looking rat with a piercing shriek rushes to him, intending to bite encroached on his "legacy". Johnin a total trance Confundantur et revereanturQuaerentes animam meam.Avertantur retrorsum et confundantur Cogitantes mihi mala.(and pressed even closer to the stone) Mad rat was jumping at him, but suddenly it drops back to a distance of three feet from it. Ratslightly crazed Well no... So I just...Don't give up!! IT'S MINE!!! Johnmumbles Begone, creature!The fearTrust meReveal to me secretsHeavens and the earth.Hidden...I will notThat took me oneWhose heart is full of liesAnd darkness!(slides off the rock and falls exhausted)MiG - heir Archmage again takes natural appearance Descendant Archmage To hell with you, not your throat-biting.Until...(stabs finger and smears blood on the writings engraved on stone)Obey, the heritage of sorcerers of ancient, forever the magician present century!! But nothing happens Descendant Archmage Yeah what the hell?! Hell me!!!OBEDITE ME!!! Johnsuddenly soars over rocks Begone, evilForever! a beam of lightIn this bodyAnd dress him in light!!! Empty sky has a beam of light directly at John. And he begins to Shine like dish. Then decreases and finally cuts off
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Descendant Archmage My eyes... Damn!!It hurts! After all, IWas there! WHY?!! The rage fueling the dark forces in his soul. The figure of a young man entangled, black lightning forming in the hoodie as dark as the night. Hair grow to the waist, and green eyes burning wild crazy fire Descendant Archmagedemonic voice Well, now youI will kill you, despicable!And the book'll be mine Until the end of time!Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!! But lying motionless body suddenly just... disappears. No one knows where. Descendant Archmagein a frenzy releasing lightning in all directions Nooooo!!!! Nooooo!!!!!! Suddenly, from behind one of the stone rings thin evil voice Easy boy, CSS!Do not destroy the work of Merlin! Descendant Archmage Who are you even?!Come on now!!Because stone comes out, or rather, floats, soaring weightless in the air, people in colourful medieval robes, with long white hair and pointed ears. On his face with sharp features plays a cunning smile. Eared Well, about me-You should know,My boy.But I've known about you all:Who you are and for What came here.I deignedAll their things to leave,So a couple of things usefulYou ear a secret to whisper. *** John wakes up... on Baker street, in the living room, on the couch. Johnmoving his eyes What? Where?I think I haveOn Baker street.But the head...trying to get up. Its beginning to feel sick. John falls exhausted on the sofa.Downstairs a door slams. And soon the threshold of the room appears disheveled Sherlock. John, still lying on the couch. Tablet lying on the floor... and starts complaining. Sherlock I sent youRocks to learn...(cuts off sentence)John? John?!I'm sorry!What's wrong with you?Begins a tireless activity, which becomes the solemn transfer of immovable John in Sherlock's room. And here's John without a shirt, but in jeans reclines on the bed Sherlock, wrapped in a blanket, and on his forehead is ice. Sherlock sits next. Sherlock Oh my God!What, John,Happened to you?You chill beats,And you burn?! John Hi... Sher... SherlockIs that you? Sherlock IYou some water? John Abide with meI'm afraid...For nervous work takes place the remaining half day. Hardly the sun sets, there is something inexplicable and terrible: Sherlock, sitting at the computer, suddenly covers the bright lights and flashy detective soars to the ceiling. The same happens with John. The whole apartment for a moment, flooded with a bright flash. As she lifted, two friends, safe and warm, come in - but all is not well: and one, and the second leathery webbed wings, a long fleshy tail, long feet, hands and three-toed claws. Plus Sherlock's pale green skin, and John - light-sand color. Sherlock What is this? Johngiggling nervously Looks like youHaveTo kill me,As you knowI, that somehow turnedNot in our favorThis book. Sherlockin disbelief WhatJohn?Johnstares at friend Come on!Kill me soon.Get the bookAnd will regain its shape. Sherlocksharply Will not wait.You were a friend!Blood and otherI will not tarnish your fingers.Let the nightWe are gargoyles,But it only means,That night we will not To sleep,And together we'll fly,And that dirty dog look.And I'd rather die for you... Johnsad But if this really necessary? Sherlocksure But we will try!!! The voice behind the curtain How touching!Oh, for crying out loud!
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Sherlock Who else is here?And get out here!And show us your face! Room weightless through the air sails a familiar pointy-eared type Eared I - Pak. I loveAnd favor. And by the way, Mr. great DetectiveNo one spoke, As the wings are you? Sherlockinstinctively closes a drooping John Go don't go,So... nothing and nothing,You better tell me,Why are you here are you here? Pak About times, about customs...Where the hospitality of the Lord?You, Mr. Holmes,I'd hurried straight to the Thames,Since there are now and Legacy Archmage,And the book is deep at the bottom.But nowYour appearance - that was me.Whatever helps you sleep at night childLet's not crying. Sherlock Thank you.But I don't believeYou.Not obessud.But to meet fate We goFlew, John.I would have left you, But I don't want...To lose you.Fly out the window. Going a little insecure, which is natural for those who went yesterday on my own two feet. John flies quiet, low, almost touching the wings of the roof. Sherlock had already settled in and walks around each other in circles. And here is the Thames. John There he is,A staff member from science,What was there... Sherlockwith tenderness and concern in his voice Sit on this roof.Ah, no better here...On tower bridge.And nowhere here do not move.I'll deal with him... Johnsadly Misgivings plagued meBe careful, okay? Sherlock Well.
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Apartment Sherlock. Gargoyles already in the collection. So here it is and Pak, who is in hysterics over the breast shakes Freddie. Freddie Here guysYou did it!!! Pak Ah!... Di di di...!No hands!! Murdock What are you mumbling about, pendejo?!Add you, bitch?! Huh?!! Foxy Hey, captain, drop the anchor!He after all is trying to say! Pakwith a businesslike view of straightening his clothes Hmm. How cruel you are.You cannot tell me that whether Just to amuseThe poor child? Russell What else di...Stop IT, or what?!Are you stupid?! Yes I you...Suddenly, Chica, standing at the wall, emits a noisy sigh. It is considerably annoying Freddy, Bonnie and Foxy. Bonnierushing to his beloved Dear, what is it? Hurt? The female tries to answer, but her face was distorted by pain, and she's holding on to life with a groan slips on moaning on the floor. Bonnieclutching his head Freddie!NOW SHE WILL CARRY THE EGG!!! Noodle Mommy! Foxy Damn, damn!! Freddienervously So, Bonnie, stay with her.And we have to find Mr. Holmes. We put the in the story - And we can help out then.Tudi But somebody elseHere to stay must!!But I never participated... Noodle Freddie-San, Allow me to assistfor Chiki-San. Freddie Will be able? Noodle Please Trust me. Murdock Just in time for usFell your happiness, fuck!Hey, pointy,Where are they sent? Paklost in the air Thames, dear! Thames.The elf disappears. Murdock, Tudi, Russell, Freddy and Foxy without further ADO turns to dart out the window and fly towards the Thames. In the apartment remain poor Chica, Bonnie, soothing favorite, the whimpering Carl and Noodle, aspiring cheerfully give instructions. Chica Oh...B-b-Bonnie...! Noodle Bonnie-San!Lay a blanket, hurry!!
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Thames. Wet from head to toe young magician, hiding under the bridge, devouring eyes, copper casket in his hands, all covered with sticky ooze. Descendant Archmage I can't believe...Oh, Yes! So many days and here it is,Reward!!Huh?! Who is this?!! Sherlockswooping at the head of the descendant Come on, come onDrop the casket!And the world around usBack, finally!!! Descendant Archmagerising to his feet with a snarl And you take it from me!Wait, wait! "Back", you say?So you're the one?!Oh, boy! Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha!! The great mystery of all Britain!!Well Pack, well son of a bitch!! Hilarious!! Sherlockwith a short growl Funny you?And we'll laugh together(sharply hit on the chest with his paw,he flies off into the water and goes to the bottom)Isn't it funny?Watch itCool gurgle?!But the asshole just starts to laugh laughter. And this time it worked - in its place appears a black otter, which immediately dives exactly where fell the coveted casket.Sherlock ducks behind and grabs the otter across the trunk. Soars into the sky with her, and then abruptly has the otter on the waterfront. Sherlock Where are you going,Punk?I didn't let go.And if you survive,We'll come back for the casket.But this is unlikely.... The magician takes their natural look and throws the detective-the gargoyle over her shoulder. Descendant Archmage N-on you! Yeah, in your dreams!Soon dawn and turn to stone you, mister! Then the book is mine, and you The damn gargoyles Could suffer the same fate! Forever and ever! Sherlockmissing descendant claws Fuck you!!!Let them turn to stone,But then you're coming with me!!!Gavnyuk!!!!(grabs his teeth into the shoulder)Someone's body, almost without a sound, enters the water, then water comes out of the box, breaks it, takes out a book and begins to fiercely tear the pages, sitting at tower bridge. Small scraps of pages of the plan lazily in the dark water of the Thames. Descendant Archmage Nooooo!!!Stop!! Don't you dare!! Throws Sherlock and with a howl of rushing straight to sitting on the bridge. Sherlock rushes to his feet, and they roll head over heels to the river. Sherlock rips the claws and teeth of a has wings, but keeps it in the vise of the paws, not allowing to escape. Sherlock Where are you?Bastard!!!(rips his claws)We're not finished yet!!!(bites his ear)Fight, you fucking homosexual!!!!(grabs his teeth into the neck)The one on the bridge, and this is John, tearing a book in pieces so tiny that they look like petals floating on water. Scraps of soggy and crawl. John pulls the cover. Vehemently and fiercely. Young magician gathers his last strength and Bang the size of a black bear, covered in blood, roaring squeezes Sherlock in a steel embrace. Bear You won't get away! Kill!! I'll kill you both!! Suddenly, a loud roar from the heavens, and on the head toed winged kite falls the shadow. This Is Murdock Murdock Come on, pawsGet, motherfucker! Sherlockrolled away Damn!!!Murdock!!!(spits blood)Come on to the bridge.I'm dealing with it!!! Murdock"saluting" You got it!Rushes to the bridge and there was just Russell, Freddy and Foxy huddled near Jonah, shading him. Kind of angry gargoyles scary - eyes blaze like searchlights, fangs bared, wings open wide, breath with a snarl escapes from his throat. Sherlockhe breathes heavily Bear, huh?And I'm not afraid of bears!(rushes at him, grumbling and growling)In gonna stomp your ass!!!! But then - CRAP! Bear jaw is pressed and compressed in the neck of the detective. Hear a gurgling cough. John in terror settles on the roof. The others also shock. Tudi AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!! Sherlock is spread on the pavement. Beneath him spread the dull pool of blood. John SHERLOCK!!!!!! Breaks down the bridge and in a rage rushes to the bear, forgetting everything, blind with grief and despair.
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Follow John on freak rush Russell, Mads and Freddy with Foxy. All of them are concatenated into a furiously snarling tangle. And weeping Tudi lands next to Sherlock, lying on his back in a puddle of his own blood. Tudicrying No... We didn't want...Didn't want allSo turned around,Mr. Holmes! Sherlockwith a weakening voice Joe... Goo...John protect...Protect...(fades)Tudi with mournful roar rushes to the furious animal.... But then the unexpected happens: bloodied, exhausted, wheezing bear throws a powerful clawed paw... and violently hits himself in the throat. Blood splashes, the bear chokes and scatters right in front of the gargoyles, turning to black smoke. Foxystunned ... Yourself KILLED?! Murdock Whew... Well whatWith fuck take? Johnflies to the body of another Sherlock!!!Don't you dare!!!Don't die!!!(falls on him and roars, choking back tears.) Sherlockopening eyes Joe...John...Well... what are you...I'm still alive....Don't cry.......and I got a warm...Became so...John glows. After glows wounded Sherlock, and then the glow spread to the gargoyles. Freddie Ah ha... Hands!Where are your hands? Gargoyles hold hands and without the aid of wings soar in the air, hanging a few metres above the ground. With their mouths they fly in unison obscure words similar to Latin, and then a pillar of light falls on the poor sobbing Sherlock and John. In a moment the brightest flash floods all around. It scatters - and on the ground is Sherlock, and John still sobbing on his chest. They both have become people again. And Sherlock's body on a single wound. Here his eyelids trembled, and the detective with one hand hugged a crying friend. And two steps away from them are five gargoyles exhausted. Sherlockfeeling embarrassed Yes totally, John.While I'm alive... still.Johnwith one hand wiping her tears, pulling the second man to himself Yet you pull something like that,I'll kill you!(and sincerely finds Sherlock in a hug) Sherlockcovered with thick blush Are you...John...Not here, not there.We needFriends to helpThe gargoyles! Johnopening arms Yeah.Come on,Until the sun rose. Approach the gargoyles, and I begin vigorously to bring to. The guys Wake up after ten seconds, that's just feel not so good. Especially Tudi - he has everything else and headache. Tudi Oh... no one has a tablet? And...?Are you not dead?!! But... but... Sherlockgrinning I don't know how,But I'm still alive.Let's slowlyTake offAnd home to me!
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Again the apartment on Baker street. And Sherlock and Watson - both pale, with dark circles under his eyes, but still happy. Especially John. And gargoyles are also in the collection. Chica pulls me to him wrapped in a kitchen towel wet the egg, and Bonnie proudly embraces your shoulders favorite. Karl is comfortably settled on his shoulder Freddie.Before dawn an hour and a half. Chicasmiling sheepishly We...you ... Carpet a bit soiled.Not scary? Bonnie Hmmm. Forgot somethingWe are to warn. ExactlyNot scary? Johnwaving her hand Yes all this nonsense.The carpet in the trash...I liveAnd healthy! Sherlockyawning Oh, sorry,For God's sake!The magician vanishedHe's saying the...You, if anything,Fly againAnd now it's time to say goodbye. Gargoyles I sincerely thank the detectives for saving and in turn stand by the window. Murdock takes off first, leaving pure English. TudiThank you! Goodbye!(flies out of the window) Noodle Arigato! The Sarab!(flies) Russell FizKult Privet!(flies) Freddie Well, it happens!crashes, after taking Carla`s into the clutches of Foxy Adios, cap!(flies) Bonnie If the boy will be - Know how to call it. Chica Come on, honey!Right, awkward...fly turnsSherlock and Johnboth chorus Fly!!!MaybeThe email will sendWith some crow!!!Bye!!!Until we meet again!!! All!