I own neither 20,000 leagues under the Sea or League of Extraordinary Gentlemen.
A Science Pirate.
As he stood on the deck of his ship, Captain Nemo looked around, unable to hide the grimace crossing his dark features; in the dim lighting of the night on the London docks, Nemo looked foreboding. Demonic.
Nemo had not been in London since the day he had arrived in his youth - a lifetime, and whole life and identity gone; back then he had been Prince Dakhar in those days, and he had been sent to London to get his education. Dakhar had seriously and stubbornly refused to travel to Britain because of what the British oppressors, the British warmongers had done to India and other countries like India over the centuries of their colonial expansionism period.
Dakhar didn't want to be converted by the British and start spouting off the kind of loyalties those Indians who had given in to the colonial propaganda, but he was forced to come; the British people, despite their arrogance and the way they justified their actions, did have many scientists and engineers who were willing to pass their engineering expertise on to him. Nemo couldn't help the fleeting smile that crossed his face as he remembered the way his meeting with those engineers at a steam locomotive factory had gone. Nemo had come to enjoy trains and collected several ideas and innovations from similar projects over the next few years.
But regardless of the good times, he had been here, Nemo had always hated the country, the empire. When his revolution ended with the loss of his family and being hunted, multiple little attempts on his life before he had given up on the civilised world, once and for all. With that in mind, he had constructed the Nautilus and took to the life of a pirate, a science pirate.
In his submarine vessel, he had kept away from land although he had visited many countries in the far east, staying away from India since he would be recognised. He visited Japan and learnt many of the martial arts, and he had plundered a number of Chinese ships before he had visited the ocean depths around the world, sinking ships and retrieving treasures to pass to freedom fighters.
When he had become a pirate, Nemo had used his incredible grasp of science and technology to help him, and it had furthered and emphasised his reputation as did the Nautilus. For years he had adventured around the world, destroying ships in both versions of the Nautilus. He travelled with a French professor, his manservant, and a Canadian harpooner who was more arrogant than he should have been.
But why had he taken the deal the British had given him?
When he had received the contact, Nemo had almost thrown it away. He might be growing old, but Nemo still held on to his rage against the British, but he was too tired to hold onto his anger and besides he had been intrigued not by the offer, but the opportunities for doing something positive were too great; and while he had found Murray a little bit annoying with her lack of respect, Jekyll's cowardice and Hyde's brutality, and Griffin's arrogance, he had strangely found himself friendly with Quatermain; he wasn't what Nemo had expected, he had expected the hunter to be a posturing bastard who sprouted British propaganda, instead he had found a man who had once dreamt of adventure and found it, and found it both wanting and demanding, especially after the way his life had turned to hell and he found himself a drug addict.