"Riley is a woman?" Tom Sawyer blurted outloud.

Riley glared at the American as she turned back to Tia Dalma as she stepped towards her and yelled in her face.

"I said 'I could do it alone!' I don't need help from any of them! I told you I could handle it! Alone!" Riley yelled in anger.

"I tol' ye child," Tia said as calmly as she could. "Tha' ye need others to help ye."

"I said NO!" Riley snapped impaitently. "Jones---

But Tia interupted her. "Davy Jones is the one tha' hired 'em. Him hav' faith 'en ye chil', but ye know Jones. He want to make sure ye succed," Tia explained.

Riley let out an irratated breath out of her nostrils as she glared at Tia.

"I don't work with teams, I work alone. You knew this, and you still went against my wants. I don't need their help. I can do this myself," Riley said as she turned away from the gypsy and grabbed her cutlass and putting the belt around her hips.

"Ye keep saying tha' ye can do it by ye self. But can ye really Riley?" Tia said in an irratated tone, it was her turn to be angry.

"Of course I can," Riley snapped impaitently as she found her black brim hat and dusting it softly.

Quite the little bitch ain't she Henry? Hyde said in Jekyll's mind. Jekyll gave a slight nod as he exchanged glances with Skinner.

"They can help ye," Tia pointed out as she waved her hands towards the League.

"Thanks for the offer, but I seen too many people die because they were associated with me," Riley said with a bitter tone of voice as she placed her hat on her head and pushed passed the League members and out the door.

"I do not think she wants to join," Skinner jested as he turned to his League members.

Tom Sawyer pushed passed everyone as he made his way down the creaky stairs and caught Riley's arm.

Riley turned to face him as she narrowed her eyes at his hand clamped on her upper right arm.

"You might not want to help us," Tom said. "But we would like to help you."

"Nobody can help me, but me," Riley said as she pulled on her arm, but failed to get it free.

"Let us try at least. If we fail, then we will never come or bother again," Sawyer offered.

Riley let out an annoyed breath. Glancing at the League members at the top of the stairs who were watching the two with great intrest.

"You can try, but you will fail," Riley said smirking a bit.

"If we would fail, what makes you think that you would win?" Quarterman pointed out.

Riley bit her lower lip as she considere, she knew the hunter was right. She did need help, but just did not want it. She hated having to wait on people, she hated slowing down. She had been fighting her whole life to find a way to kill Beckett. And here it was at last. Did it come in the form of these six people? Oh hell! The sooner we leave, the sooner I can get rid of them. She thought. She didn't have any options, she hated it when that happened.

"Don't get in my way," Riley warned darkly to the League as Sawyer realesed her and the League members followed her out the door.


In the middle of the London, The town slept in their beds with not a worry in the world. Now that everything was the way it was before. The townsfolk could relax without the worry of war. Thats the way Lord Cutler Beckett liked it. In his rich, and large apartment Beckett smiled to himself as he twirled the brandy in his glass, then letting it run down his throat His cold gray and blue eyes watching the streets below from his balcony. His dark and wavy hair, with just a few strands out of place, was barely makable through the black of the night by the oil lantern light. He looked back at his ornamemted desk of his trophies from the world in the corner of his room. Trinkets from India, his powdered whig on a head shaped mantel, no longer in fashion, a decorated Chinese silk cloth, a rolled up red bamboo map that was decorated with Chinese letters and symbols, and of course his favorite. The cast iron chest decorated in octupus tentacles Kept shut with a massive heart shaped crab lock that resembled Davy Jones's own locket that Beckett had once taken a glance at in Jones's cabin. He smiled to himself, what power that chest had given him. Simply poetic. He thought to himself.

He had absoultly everything he wanted. A grasp on Parliament, the respect of the British Crown, wealth, a slave that bend to his every whim, a glass of brandy in his hand, and even a woman asleep in his bed in the corner. Even if she was an overly paid whore. Nevertheless, he had everything.

He smiled as to himself as through the wind and cold air, he could make out the soft sound of a heart beating coming from the iron chest. Simply poetic.


"Where are we going Barbossa?" Allan Quarterman said as him and the other League members, along with Tia Dalma followed Riley into the dark London night, using the moon as thier light.

"I told you Quarterman," Riley said impaitently as she turned her head slightly towards him. "I can not personally tell you how Beckett came to power. We need someone who has been there and knows.We need a chat with the... inside man, if you could call him that."

"He is waiting for us at the docks?" Jekyll said recongnizing the streets and buildings she was leading them through.

"Aye, the docks," Riley mearly responded. "He sometimes has trouble with 'stepping' on land."

She lead them to an alley way as Tia stopped and spoke to the group.

"I can go no further," She said as their eyes were on her. "This is where I mus' leave ye all. Good luck." With that she turned away.

Riley stopped Tia in her tracks as she yelled to her. "You still uneasy about seeing him are you?" She said as her voice echoed thorugh the narrow and dirty alley.

Tia didn't answer as she felt the words cut through her like a hot, white dagger.

"Ohh, did I touch a soft spot?" Riley smirked as she walked away, leaving the voodoo lady where she was. The League members following behind her, with dark thoughts crossing thier minds about Riley as they started to feel sorry for the gypsy.


They finally reached the London docks as the came to the waters edge, it dark and meerky. Riley looked from side to side and around at the buildings, as if looking for someone. The League members stared at her with all confusion as she started to do an odd thing that judging by her charector, would never seem to do. Sing.

The King and his men stole the Queen from her bed

He bound her in her bones

The seas be ours and fight the powers

Where we will, we'll row...

Riley continued to look around as she as she raised her voice louder.

Yo ho all together

Hoist the colors high

Heave Ho, Theives and beggers

Never say we die

Everyone jumped as a new voice joined in the song. This voice was hauntingly male and rough.

Yo ho all together

Hoist the colors high

Heave Ho, Theives and beggers

Never say we die

Riley and the the League members searched for the source of the voice. Riley eyes fell on the shawdowed figure in the corner of a brick building. The League members eyes following hers.

The shadow laughed as he saw that he was spotted. His laugh sending chills though the League's spines.

Something is not right about him. Hyde said again to Jekyll.

Riley stepped forward a little as she spoke to the shadow.

"Enough with the games Maccus, we have come to see your captain," she spoke forcefully.

Maccus stepped from the shadows and smiled at the expressions from the others at his mutation.

The Hammer-headed shark man with claws and razor sharp shark teeth was certainly a new sight for the League of Extraodinary Gentleman to behold.

"Thats better," Riley said to Maccus unafraid, Allan smiling at her fearlessness as he himself was shocked by this 'man'.

"Now be a good first mate and get your captain, we have to talk to him," Riley said to the Hammerhead shark with legs.

Maccus blinked blankely at her as he responded. "Captain doesn't like strangers aboard his ship," Maccus motioning with his shark head toward the League members.

Riley crossed her arms across her chest. "He will if he knows what profit it will bring him. Now do it, before I dive under and get him myself," she retorted.

Maccus huffed as he went to the end of the dock, and with a splash dived under the dark waters of the London dock.

And I thought I was deformed. Hyde joked.

Within minutes, the water began to bubble as Riley stepped closely towards the end, the League members following closely behind her. Then with a large slam a ship rose from beneath the water and landed right in front of them. The members stared in awe at it. It was nothing like they had seen before. A huge Galleon that was completly covered, or made of items of the sea. Coral, barnacles, seaweed and rotten driftwood. The bow of the ship was a skeleton, the ribs of the skeleton giving the ship a crocodile jaw look.

More mutated crewmen saw them as the frowned at them on the dock. THe League feeling uneasy as they stared at the mutataed sea men.

"Whoa," Tom Sawyer said quietly.

Maccus set up a gangplank as he motioned with his head to Riley.

Riley turned to the League members. "Welcome to the Flying Dutchman." With that she and the League members climbed the gangplank to see the legendary Davy Jones.

Yes, I know another cliff hanger, SORRY! (goes and hides). Anyway, pleeeeeaaaazzzz review me if possible. :) Thanks again 'Olive'