"What is Cobra and Diamond!" They demanded once more followed with a punch in the gut. No sign of pain passed my face, as my arms hung above my head chained to the ceiling, my ankles to the ground. I had learnt to separate my mind from my body, I could feel no pain and that's how I liked it. They could torture me as much as they wanted; leave me without food or water I didn't care.

They stuck another painful jolt of electricity through my body causing me to flinch slightly as my hands holding the chains above me tightened slightly. The man in front of me came into my personal bubble sneering for information, as I pulled up my feet kicking him straight in the jaw, as he shouted in agony when my combat boots made his jaw break. My legs swung back to the ground from the restricted length of the chain.

He swore at me in groans, as I remained unchallenged. His men surged currents of electricity through my body once more before they left me in the dark of the basement. From the drips of the water, the rusty smell I knew I was in an old warehouse just off London. I closed my eyes and focused on my breathing as my heart beat began to slow down before I hear crying and saw a girl about eleven thrown into the basement.

Her hands were cuffed as she had a bruised cheek. I recognized her immediately to be the prime ministers daughter, as she started crying. She hadn't noticed I was here, as I looked up and slowly started climbing up the chains holding my wrists, until the chains on my ankles rattled at the limit. I let go as I fell down, before my wrists jolted. The chain had shifted slightly as I could just get my toes on the floor.

"Who are you?" She asked me scared as I looked at her giving her a warm welcoming smile, not that I normally show any emotion.

"A friend, and I'm....gonna get you home to your dad" I grunted as I started climbing once again and fell, as the chains holding my wrists broke off the rope. I landed on my feet, before grabbing a pin from my hair as she hesitantly came forward. She held out her hands as I unlocked her cuffs before attending to my feet. I straightened my back, slipping the pin once again in my hair when I heard noises of footsteps.

"Quickly" I whispered as we vanished into the dark, my chains on my wrists still rung slightly as three men ran into the basement to find us both 'gone'. Before they could warn the others I pounced. Breaking ones neck, I flipped over the second; before I was fighting both in hand to hand combat, before I shot them both in the head.

Holding the gun in one hand, I held out the other for the girl as she grabbed it and we ran. When we reached the top of the stairs I heard gun shots. Frowning I ensured she stayed behind my back, as I heard footsteps coming closer down our corridor before I came out with my gun in hands. I raised an eyebrow when I saw John Watson and Sherlock Holmes in front of me.

"Better late than never Watson" I sneered rolling my eyes before I lowered my gun as pulled out the young girl still shaking and taking her with me, as Sherlock was just watching me curiously.

"General Cameron? What are yo...."

"Not the time for questions Captain" I responded before I grabbed the gun from one of the men coming round the corner, flipping over, I broke both of his wrists, and knocked him out cold before I lazily dismembered the gun. Boring. Without looking back, I pointed my gun over my shoulder and shot killing the next two trying to sneak up on from behind.

"Here Watson, still remember how to use one?" I questioned handing him my gun as I swear I heard Sherlock snicker, as I started removing my hand cuffs letting the chains fall to the floor, before I took the gun back.

"Tell me what the date is?" I asked as we ran upstairs towards the exit.

"November 19th" Sherlock's silky voice answered as we kept walking.

"Two men, left corridor" I informed as we past as John shot them as we kept walking.

"So tell me did Mycroft get you involved because the Prime Minister's daughter was kidnapped or because of Cobra and Diamond" I asked as they both looked shocked. I knew by the looks it was because of Cobra and Diamond, as we opened the front doors to see several police cars and an ambulance. They were all lined up with their guns facing us, but lowered when we exited.

"Dad!" She cried as she ran towards her worried father and mother. A swat team started leaving the building with the captures in custody as I began to walk away from the scene. Something didn't feel right, as I glanced up at the building to see a sniper in range, following his path I started sprinting, and when I run I run fast. I knew I was getting a few looks, I mean I wasn't exactly looking healthy at the moment.

At the sound of gunfire, screams and everyone ducking I had pushed the Prime Minister aside, before flying back onto the gravel. More gunshots followed as I felt a few people call my name, as I saw Sherlock and John look down at me as I growled and tried to get up only to be push back down.

"Watson let me up!" I snapped as he kept putting pressure on my left shoulder.

"I need an ambulance" He shouted as I glared hard, before I swung my leg knocking him over. I flipped myself up; I kept pressure on my shoulder as I started walking down the road only to be stopped by Mr. Holmes. I looked him up and down, his was tall and thin he had high cheek bones, brown locks and amazing eyes. I snapped out of as I pulled my arm out from his.

Just as we stared at each other Mycroft's car came up the road, as I saw Sherlock roll his eyes as his brother walked over with his umbrella in his hand.

"You must be having a good day" He smirked as I bent down and slipped out a chip from inside sole of my combat boot, before I handed it to him.

"Thank you Cobra, we'll be in touch now that Diamond is safe" We nodded as I watched Mycroft get back in his car keeping the door open.

"You're Cobra?" He asked hiding his amusement from his voice as I turned to glare up at him, even though he was a full head taller.

"What of it?" I demanded before I sat down in the leather seats of Mycroft's car......

*No One Pov*

It had been two months since Sherlock had seen General of the Army Chris Cameron, also known as Cobra to Mycroft. He couldn't get how blue her eyes were, and even though her long brown hair was damp and dirty it had a healthy glow. She was athletic, skilled, smart and extremely attractive that he haunted her thoughts.

What bugged Sherlock the most was he couldn't deduct anything when he looked at her, so he did his own personal research. He found out that she was extremely smart that she graduated high school at age 6; she became a navy seal and worked her way up the ranks before earning General of the Army. She had a medical, engineering and law degree and had graduated at police academy.

From stealing information from Mycroft, he found that she was a highly skilled agent of the country and mainly worked undercover as a double agent. She was a highly trained sniper or with any weapon as he witnessed when they found her. She spoke seven languages and was taught to think like a criminal and not feel any pain. She had accomplished this all at the age of 26.

He found out that Watson and Chris had worked together in the field together at one point. She slipped under radar, as it frustrated Sherlock he couldn't understand why she was the exception to his genius. He sat in his apartment with John slightly bored as he started playing his violin, wondering and hoping if he would ever see her again.

Sherlock couldn't understand this desire to see her once more, as I got up and grabbed his coat ignoring John's calls out to him as he walked down the stairs to head outside for some fresh air.....

*Normal Pov (Chris)*

I could feel the sedative slowly kicking in, as I grabbed one of the bad guys arm bending it back until it snapped and knocked him down. I started running once again. I was dressed in black tracksuit pants and jumper with my black combat boots. My long hair in a high ponytail, as I kept on running down the streets slowly getting more and more tried as I kept fighting it.

As long as I kept moving I would be okay, I glanced back to see I had lost the stalkers before I went tumbling and crashed into someone, hitting my head on the curb. I let out an angry scold before I felt body shut down because of the drug in my system, not before I saw those amazing eyes and brown locks......