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Jim sits in his office as he looks at the blade sitting on his desk as he yawns and looks at his phone hes stayed up for four day's, he's starting to look like a raccoon with his dark half circles under his eyes
He's been preparing for an attack on his people from an enemy thats been trying to kill him a person by the name Alistair Culver entered Moriarty's home finding the man asleep at his desk with Moriarty's phone dropped from Jim's hand as Alisair carefully grabs Moriarty and the knife on the desk as Alisair moves Jim to a safe house and puts hand cuffs on Jim once he gets him to the radiator
Jim woke up with burnt skin on his wrists, Jim looks at his body naked as he pulls his legs closer to his chest trying to keep his body warm he notices Alisair is standing Jim tilts his head "Al? Why am I here?" He knows Alistair Culver who once serviced in the English military who was shot by his best friend
Alistair chuckles as he feels the scar on his face from the bullet that was shoot at his face but missed his eye "Oh you know Jim, the fact that I was shot and you have no money to my family proves that you are a lair, James."
Jim drops his head "Now days Alistair, I keep my promises, Al." Alistair glares at Jim as he took a deep breath in and screamed at his ex boss "YOU LIED TO ME, JIM!!" Alistair snarls as he hits Jim in the face with his hand that has the rings on his hand
Jim chuckles loudly as he started to cry angry as he spoke "Go ahead beat me more, makes me feel something other then this sadness that Hannibal lecter started end me already, GO AHEAD END ME NOW!!" He glares at Alistair Culver
Alistair is laughing at the break down Jim just had "do tell about what Hannibal Lecter did to you?" Jim looks down as he sighs softly annoyed about doctor lecter and what he did to his son "Hanni."
Jim shakes his head "Hannibal lecter, made my son a serial killer, and please you can come back once I get an heir to my empire please, Alistair, you can do anything to me but once I have an heir to the Empire please." Jim is begging, Alistair Culver to let him go "a-and no killing, my heir please." Jim starts to cry playing the broken man
Alistair tilts his head as he looks at Jim's body that has scars on his back and chest from knifes and some whipping marks on Jim's body and finally uses the blade that was on Jim's desk as he wrote his name Alistair C. on Jim's back
Jim screams loudly from his skin cutting open he can feel his skin cutting open with a sharp letters letting blood on his back he bite his lip until he's bleeding from his lip as he is now letting tears run free from his eye's, Alistair smirks "Now you can go and you'll remember me whenever you look at you're back."
Alistair puts Jim's clothes on the floor as he unlocked the handcuffs on Jim "Until you get you're heir, Moriarty." Jim's last name was spit out like a curse as Alistair chuckles darkly "Don't run it will make the punishmrnt worse, Jim."
Jim nods as he rubs his wrists and wipes his tears away from his face with his shirt as he gets dressed into his dress shirt and puts boxer's on dress pants as he looks down fully dressed "I understand, I won't run, mr.Culver, and if you want to you can join me in my home to have sex or talk over some Irish whiskey, I have made."
He smiles softly at Alistair as he is dressed and sighs at the pain on his back the blood is seeping into his dress shirt as he slips on his dress coat with a soft smile "Thank you, mr.Culver
Jim smiles as he moves to the door "I would bow out but you know." He gestures to his back "see you, mr.Culver." he smiles softly as he left and went back home as he sighs softly as he looks at the street and sees someone he didn't expect, Sherrinford looks at jim as he smiles warmly "Ah, Jim welcome back to the land, Mycroft was worried he sent me to check on you."
Jim laughs and sighs as he feels his cool blood that is drying on his dress shirt he laughs hysterical "Mycroft? Sent you?" He's laughing amused by the very concept of a concerned Mycroft Holmes "Please, it was Alistair Culver, wasn't it?"
Sherrinford tilts his head as he smells the blood, the iron smell of the blood "I don't work for Alistair, Jim I work for my younger brother, who is the British government, I don't work for some criminal James, that wants revenge, may I ask about the blood?
Jim snorts as he laughs "First please get my brother's son, seámus Moriarty, he's going to be my heir to my empire, since that Lithuanian count took my son as a protege to his title." Jim snarls at that thought of his own son being a cannibal's heir to the title of the Chesapeake Ripper
Sherrinford nods "Of course, sir." he left to get Seámus Moriarty the new heir to James Moriarty the criminal of the family when in fact Sherrinford knows every Moriarty is a criminal mastermind and james Moriarty is not truly a Moriarty but Jameson Moriarty is the heir to the lordship what does Jim get nothing aside from the Moriarty criminal empire.