A small flat was well hidden behind the alley, one might say it almost didn't exist. Sherlock pushed open the door.
A man sat on a throne of gold, which was obviously stolen (seeing the condition of the flat). He also wore the crown jewels and had earbuds in his ears. He chewed on a piece of gum happily. His dark eyes gleamed with malice and blood-lust. "I gave you my number, Sher. I thought you might call."
"Don't call me that." Sherlock growled.
Moriarty's eyes widened as he caught sight of you. "Oh! Did you bring me a toy?" he said gleefully.

She glared at him, "Seems like someone else likes pain"

He grinned. "I am a king." he said, mimicking a royal accent. "It is thy God-given duty to get thyself a queen. Methinks I've found just the lady." he said, licking his lips.
"Why'd you put a corpse in her flat?" Sherlock demanded.
"Why else? Isn't it normal for people to give gifts to the ones that they admire?" he purred.

"What kind of kings live in places like this?" Midnight continued glaring, "Drop the attitude and explain how you think it's right to stalk others, no matter who they are." she crossed her arms, "And what if I don't consent? Going to kill me?"

"First of all, I'm here because I'm supposed to be dead. I live in an effing mansion. Secondly, I don't give a damn about morals. Third of all, I will kill you. I COULD KILL ALL OF YOU!" Moriarty said, suddenly yelling, he took a deep breath and smiled. "Isn't that fun?" he said quietly. "I could kill you, Sherlock, John, Midnight. I could kill you with a snap of my fingers. Would you like a demonstration?"

"First of all, I'm here because I'm supposed to be dead. I live in an effing mansion. Secondly, I don't give a damn about morals. Third of all, I will kill you. I COULD KILL ALL OF YOU!" Moriarty said, suddenly yelling, he took a deep breath and smiled. "Isn't that fun?" he said quietly. "I could kill you, Sherlock, John, Midnight. I could kill you with a snap of my fingers. Would you like a demonstration?"

She looked at Sherlock quickly, "Do you really want to marry a dead body?" she sighed

(I feel like Moriarty and Sherlock are secret best friends)

"Ah, no, but if I do kill you, I could always settle for Sher's sister-in-law." Moriarty said, smirking. "Beautiful, clever woman, that Evensley Elizabeth Rose Ainley-Holmes."
"She's married." Sherlock snapped.
"I could kill your brother, unless... Midnight consents." he said, drawing out the s.
"Just go to hell." John growled.
"Shut up." Moriarty said quickly, before redirecting his attention to Sherlock.
Suddenly, the alarm went off. It was like a burgler alarm except, instead of your everyday sirens.....
"RED ALERT! RED ALERT! BIG READ BOUNCY RED ALERT!" Moriarty's voice boomed out of hidden speakers.
Sherlock face-palmed.

She watched carefully, taking the distraction to slip over to John

Moriarty rolled his eyes and pulled out a remote, trying to press the off switch, which was jammed.
John looked at you. "We need to run. Sherlock!" he hissed, trying to get Sherlock's attention over the alarm. "Sherlock!"
Sherlock spun around and ran towards the door.
"Let's go." he said, dashing down the alley.

She look one look back, half tempted to fire and ran after them

"Sup, swag. I missed you sooo much..." Destiny rolled her eyes, laughing sarcastically. "So, Ojou-san, why are you here? You do know that you being here is so cliche that in every movie the protagonist and the antagonist meet alone in an alley or whatever." She walked forwards until there was less than one meter in between them. She proofed a rose into existence. "So, I have a few questions... care to answer them?" She offered him the rose.