Posts by Masa8

"Alright then!" She gave a broad smile. "Where are we going then?"

Megan growled and bit the guy who was holding her. She bit him hard enough to draw blood. "I said, leave us alone!"

"Lets go then!" She poked his arm and took off her Exorcist cloak.

Megan ran with them. Wiping the blood from her mouth. "That guy did not taste good." She said with a small laugh.

Sherlock rolled his eyes. "Please, just shut up-"

"Both of you, be quiet! He's trying to speak with me!" Andria called as she held the head of the victim in her gloved hands. "Male, around 32, been dead for about...hmmm..." She smelled the head. "5 hours."

"This is kind of exciting. The closest thing I've ever had to a brother is Allen." She stated following him. "Oh! And this one kid, but, he kinda died from blood loss..."

"They weren't cut by a chainsaw or hatchet. Rather, it was a knife of some sort." Sherlock stated, avoiding some skin flabs as he walk further into the room. "The cuts are rather unclean, and uneven, indicating unsteady hands and a small weapon."

Andria giggled and pointed toward John. "I wouldn't take a step further if I were you." She smiled and pet the dead mans head. "If you do, you'll be stepping on Arthur's, small, and unimpressive man bits."

Megan looked around for anything that could help them, she spotted a trophy case and knocked it down infront of the gangster's path as they turned a corner. She held her injured shoulder as it began to ache.

"How sweet!" She clapped her hands together, "My family, when I was younger, mainly consisted of children, older and younger, and doctors, lots of doctors." She shivered a bit. "I'm the only survivor..." She muttered under her breath.

"No! All experimentation will be done in my lab." Adrian said. She stood from her crouching position and started setting some of the pieces in a tin canister with the caution symbol on the side.

"And who exactly are you?" Sherlock asked Adrian.

"Your neighbor! I live in flat 221E, I am a forensic examiner, an American, and a Marine." She stated, picking up the man bits with a saddened expression and putting them into the container. "Okay, I need everyone to help me get all of this blood into this container."

"Alec! Come one!" Megan yelled.

"Ah well, the past is the past!" She chirped and turned to him with curious eyes. "So, what's your brother like?" She asked and tilted her head to the side.

"Hmm." Sherlock hummed in thought as he scraped some of the blood into the container. He rubbed the blood together on his gloved fingers. Mulling over his thoughts as he did so. Eventually, he smelt the blood before taking the gloves off and throwing them in a waste bin. "Where is this lab of yours?" He asked.

"Mmmm, not very far from here actually. Just a few blocks down." Andria replied as she capped the container and began walking out the door. She turned toward Xavier and whistled. "Come on then, follow me. I'm your baby sitter after all." Having said that she turned toward Sherlock and John. "I'm not in charge of y'all so it doesn't really matter if you follow me or not. But, I advise it. Autopsies are very entertaining."

Megan looked around thoughtfully. "Where should we go now? We can't simply go home, they'll follow us."

"Sounds fun, actually." She laughed, then deadpanned. "Allen and I had to pay off Master's debts..."

Sherlock simply followed wordlessly as he mulled over his thoughts.

*At the lab*

Andria frowned deeply. "Well, the killer didn't leave much for me to examine." She grumbled, folding her arms over her chest. "John, your a doctor right? Will you please help me put this poor man back together. Please?" She asked with a pleading look. "Oh, and the two detectives and play in the experimentation portion, down the hall and to the left."

"I'm not sure." Megan answered Alec's question. "Should we contact the Police?"

"Than, whhaat are we waiting for!?" She cried and sped up her run.

Sherlock didn't retort and started walking down the hall. Rather deep in thought over the blood.

Andria smiled at John. "Thank you, Doctor." She stated and dumped the contents of the container into a metal tub, "Alright, all the body parts, in order, if you would please, set the pieces on that examining table." She handed him a surgical mask, gloves, and an examination apron. "So you don't dirty yourself, or get infected with something horrid."

Sherlock made a silent hum as he examined a sample of the blood under a microscope. He recognized the pattern of it, and began to think of everything that had a similar pattern. "Hmmm...unless," Sherlock took out his phone and searched something, after he found what he wanted he put it away. "This is not this man's blood," he pondered allowed. "It belongs to some kind of animal." Sherlock began to mull this thought over in his mind.

Andria laughed at John's compassion. "He doesn't have a family, Doctor Watson." She stated and wrote something down on a clip bored. "He's missing his stomach, his heart, and a neck artary..." She mumbled before setting the clip bored aside and taking a big wif of the corpse. She shook her head and smelt it again. "A donkey...?" She pondered allowed.