Okay, this may seem like a crap idea but it wont leave my head. Leviathan crew in a Golden Compass setting! No, Will and Lyra are NOT in this, no, you don't have to have read the book to really understand. There are still clankers and Darwinists. Takes place just as Alek finds Deryn, because that's when the fun starts.

"Alek, Volger will get angry…" Emmaline whispered frantically in Alek's ear, "I still have scratches from the last time you did something stupid and Annabelle took it out on me."

"It is an entire ship of souls in need," Alek snapped, "what kind of a leader will I be if I ignore that?"

"You'll be a dead one if you go through with this," said Emmaline, "The whole point of us being here is to stay out of the mess, not stick our noses where they don't belong!"

Alek ignored this. If Volger and Annabelle could keep secrets, so could he and Emmaline. Though his faith in Emmaline keeping quiet when Annabelle growled was not too strong. She had always been afraid of the German Shepherd Daemon. The largest she herself could manage was an overgrown cat. Her current form was an arctic fox, padding not so silently beside him. They had been trekking through the ice for a while now. It would not make any difference if he went back now, seeing they had come so far.

Finally they came to the airship. Men everywhere, with their Daemons sniffing about in the forms of grotesque six legged dogs. Alek felt a shiver go down his spine. So the rumors of Darwinists fabricating their own Daemons were true. He was almost regretting his decision, and Emmaline knew it.

"You know what? This was a good idea! I think we should just head down there and say 'hello gentlemen! I see you have ungodly six legged creatures as Daemons. Do you want to lock me up and do the same to my Daemon?" Emmaline said, "Honestly Alek, we should head back. We have time after all."

Emmaline had won. Alek wanted desperately to go back, but he could not leave broken men to die in the cold. He also could not give Emmaline the pleasure of being right.

Just then, she winced and became her most threatening form, which was a pathetically small and unthreatening wildcat, and faced what looked to be a colossal she wolf. Alek's breath froze. The creature was not a wild animal, they would have been better off if it were, it was a Daemon. A Daemon that would tell its master they were there. The massive wolf did not growl however, and it did not look to be fabricated. It swung its head in a gesture of 'follow me' and Alek found he had little choice. The wolf did not lead them to the front of the ship where important people were most likely waiting, it lead them to behind the ship, where a boy was curled up. The creature nudged her master and looked to Alek for help.

This was after all why he was here, to help people, but this boy might as well be dead.

"I suppose it has some point to it," Emmaline said.

The Wolf nudged her master again, a boy with fine features and blonde hair. Alek might have had the intention to pull the wolf off the boy if touching another person's daemon in any shape or form acceptable. Alek shook his shoulder, making his eyes flutter. When his eyes opened, the wolf changed into a very large ferret and wrapped its body around his neck.

"What in blazes…? Who are you…?"