Moriarty/Sherlock : In The Game of Shadow and Blood.

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1 .One piece: The Last Voyage to Mordor.

2 .Spider-Verse: The Web of Deception

3. Moriarty/ Sherlock: In The Game of Shadow and Blood.

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Moriarty/ Sherlock: Blood and Shadows.

Whitechapel – The Trap is Set:

The streets of Whitechapel were alive with shadows, shifting in the flickering glow of the gas lamps. A thin fog curled around the alleyways, swallowing the footsteps of those who dared to walk the streets at this hour. The scent of damp cobblestone mixed with the lingering stench of blood.

Moriarty's men were scattered, each positioned strategically, their eyes scanning the darkness. They were not common thugs—each had been chosen for their discipline, their precision.

But none of them had ever hunted a ghost.

Louis Moriarty adjusted his gloves, his sharp eyes studying the rooftops above. They were being watched. He could feel it.

"Stay sharp," he murmured to the others. "Our guest has arrived."

A whisper of wind passed through the alley.

And then, a scream.

One of Moriarty's men collapsed, his throat slashed open before he could even draw his weapon. The others turned, their pistols raised, but there was nothing—only the distant echo of laughter.

A voice drifted from the shadows, low and taunting.

"Did you think you could set a trap for me?"

Louis's heart pounded as his grip on his gun tightened. The voice came from nowhere and everywhere at once.

Jack the Ripper was playing with them.

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The Devil Revealed

William Moriarty stood at the far end of the alley, unmoving. He had known this would not be a simple game of predator and prey.

Jack was fast. Too fast.

This wasn't just skill. It was something else.

A figure finally emerged from the darkness, stepping into the dim light.

Jack the Ripper was tall, his black coat clinging to his form like living shadow. His lips curled into an unnatural grin, revealing teeth that were just a little too sharp. His eyes gleamed crimson in the darkness.

Moriarty studied him carefully. This was no ordinary man.

Jack tilted his head. "You must be the famous William Moriarty."

William smiled, his voice steady. "And you must be the monster they whisper about."

Jack's grin widened. "Monster? No, no, no… I am simply free."

Louis and the others stood ready, but Moriarty raised a hand, stopping them. He wanted to understand his opponent before he struck.

Jack took a slow step forward. "You and I… we're not so different, you know."

William's smile never wavered. "Enlighten me."

Jack chuckled. "We both decide who lives and who dies. We both shape the fate of this city. The difference is…" His eyes gleamed. "I enjoy it."

For the first time, William Moriarty felt something unfamiliar.

Not fear.

But curiosity.

This was no mere killer. Jack was something beyond reason, beyond morality.

And that made him dangerous.

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Sherlock's Chase – A Second Player Enters

At that very moment, Sherlock Holmes was moving swiftly through the streets, his coat billowing behind him. The pieces of the puzzle were falling into place.

Moriarty was here.

Jack was here.

And he had no intention of letting either of them control this game alone.

He turned the corner just in time to see them standing face to face.

Two devils in the moonlight.

Sherlock's pulse quickened.

Tonight, London's fate would change forever.

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End of Chapter 5.

The Hunt has officially begun . Stay tuned for Chapter 6 : The Dance of Predators.

To Be Continued...

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