(This fanfic is based on the musical Jekyll & Hyde. As well as the actual novel by Robert Louis Stevenson. In future I will use characters of my own, but for present I only use ones from the real story. Such as Emma Carew. I hope you enjoy.)
Prologue
I loved Henry Jekyll more than I could ever say. He was my reason, and my life, and he always will be. He was to be my husband, and companion until our dying day. That is until Edward Hyde was created, and took Henry away from me.
My love was little more than a lap dog within Hyde's control. He lost himself and his views of what was really important. He lost his faith in goodness being stronger than evil, and in the end it swallowed him whole, and left him barren; leaving only a shell of the man that I had known for so long.
Henry tried to conquer his darker counterpart with one last attempt with some of the rare drugs that had brought Hyde into existence. And for a time it worked, we were finally married and lived happily for about three months. But the drugs were not enough for Hyde to disappear completely. Only my dear Henry could make him leave forever. But in the end he gave in, and let Hyde win the finally battle; and my Henry Jekyll was lost.
Hyde took all the money out of Henry's account and left London. Where he departed to, I do not know. I only know that I must find him and kill him for the sake of mankind. It is the only way the world can be safe from him, the abomination. The murderer.
I will track him down if it takes me a lifetime, but Edward Hyde will pay for his crimes. And as god as my witness, he will suffer!
"Somehow I have to get back to the place where our journey started. Find the course he charted, when he first departed.
Somehow I have to hang on the vision that first inspired him. To the hope that fired him, when the world admired him.
I'll find a way back to the higher ground. And see the view I saw before. I'll search the world until the answers found. Turn his despair around forever more.
Somehow I've got to rebuild all the dreams that the winds have scatter. What fate has shattered. I'll retrieve what mattered.
Somehow I've got to go on till the evil has been defeated, till his works completed. He must not be cheated!
God you must help me carry on! When it seems all hope has gone! I have got to. . . . Carry on!"
-Emma Carew Jekyll. Wife of Dr. Henry Jekyll.