Author's note: Hey you guys Dorian may be out of character a few times during this story, and that is because of what happened with him and the whole dieing and putting himself back together. But you'll learn more about that as you go along. Now please read and have fun. Hey I'm also sorry that I haven't updated in a while, but I've been obsessed with Pirates of the Caribbean, and Orlando Bloom, so I've been writing stories about those two lately. Well enjoy.

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Chapter Four:

Kimberly looked around and was surprised to see that everyone had a worried expression on there faces and that it was not just Skinner. "Um, you guys don't have to look so sad I'm fine, and all, so you can smile now." She said trying to lighten up the mood, and it worked, well sort of. Everyone was extremely happy she was alright, but the fact that she had almost died was something that hit them by surprise, perhaps even people of extraordinary strength and power could be over powered by power.

Tristan helped Kim up, and when she was up and on her feet he pulled away from her. Clara ran over to her, "I thought I was scary." She said with a smile, Kim laughed.

"Okay, since we are all alright, and the little Miss is alright," The invisible Skinner said, "can we Know what IS happening?" Asked Skinner, and the younger Skinner looked at the floating coat and said, "Wassup great great great great Grandpa?" He said most defiantly over exaggerating the great part. Rodney looked back at him with a bewildered expression but knew that none could see. "I don't understand that boy." He said, and everyone couldn't help but laugh.

"Well I think that we should get out of here, and back to the station." Tristan said, and Mina found herself watching the boy, their was something familiar about him, and she knew that it was not the Dorian Gray in him. Something was different about this young aristocratic Gray.

"Yes, shall we." Said Allan and everyone walked out of the Airport. All were thinking separate thought but were all wondering what would happen next. What is the threat that needs both parties present in order to save the world?

In the corner, and very much invisible from everyone, Dorian Gray watched. What was it in him that was making him feel as if he should have helped in a way. Was it the guilt of having betrayed the only people that had only truly taken him in, and treated him like an equal. Or is it the fact that he had struggled for so long to put himself together by only thinking about touching the cold flesh of Mina Harker? Or is it the fact that he was being called to do save a world that he doesn't know, but is still his? Will he step up and do what he had once promised but never fulfilled?

He eyes watched the young Miss Harker, the one that had showed them that even those with many powers could crumble. Still she was pretty cute, and he wouldn't mind getting to know her. Still she was a Harker, you could not pass anything by them. He looked over the members of the NXG, and was surmised to see that they all were close, no not just close, they acted as if they were family.

He made a promise to him at that moment, he would feel how that feels, to have someone that loves him show that affection, but he would do it the old fashion way, by wining it, not manipulating it. Lifting up his cane, stepped forward and let it drop to the ground, and off he went walking with a crowd that would have to learn to trust him, and he would have to gain their trust.

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Limos awaited them outside of the airport, and they all rode in silence. It was an awkward silence all the way. Everyone eying the everyone else, and seizing him or her up. Kim was blushing slightly she couldn't believe she had done so much, and then lost control, and specially in front of Tristan. 'God your so dumb at times.' She thought to herself, but Clara looked over at her after hearing that thought. Kim smiled, and Clara smiled back. She did not like it when a strong person judge themselves so wrongly.

Finally they were at the station, and they all got out of the tense atmosphere, and into one that was a busy, and always moving atmosphere. Every person there was doing something, and everyone was wearing a white lab coat. Dorian started to feel out of costume, but hey he was after all just taken through time. Tom's excitement couldn't be held and he just started to walk around looking at everything in sight, but was grabbed by Michel before Tom would have been run over by a S.W.A.T. Team. "Whoa." Tom said, and remembered that he was knew to this world and that he should think before he acted.

Kimberly walked in front of everyone and with the NXG beside her, they all walked up the white stairs to the right of the group, and into a room where Agent Sanderson was waiting for them all. His partner already gone, and making last minute preparations. When all were inside the door closed by itself, and Rodney said, "Wow."

The Nxg took seats around the circular table, and the LXG followed suit. When all were seated and everything was quiet, Agent Sanderson stood up, and said, "Well I hope that you all had a great flight over here." He gestured towards the LXG, and they all nodded. "And I know that you all are wondering why both parties have been called. Well that is a question that must now be answered, but first perhaps you all should introduce yourselves." Sanderson looked at the members of the Nxg, and one by one they introduced themselves. They said their name, who they were related to, what types of powers they had and anything else that they thought was relevant to this conversation.

When all seven teens were introduced, the other league were about ready to introduced themselves but then got the idea that everyone already knew about them, and so they sat down. Of course Skinner couldn't hp himself and got up once more and said, "You know who we are, so let's get to it shall we, mates." He said and sat down.

"Skinner." All six members of the LXG said and Skinner chuckled, "Just like old times." And winked over towards Brian, and he got the hint that soon everyone would be saying his name like that, he chuckled as well, and to everyone's surprise (yup there are going to be a lot of those) it was the same chuckle that Rodney has.

"Alright then," said Sanderson a smile on his lips. "Now for the reason of why you all ar-" He was interrupted by Skinner.

"Hold up there I want to know something," He said, but then noticing that Agent Sanderson seemed to be of high rank he added, "Sir." Sanderson nodded his head and sat down. "Kay, well how the heck did Dorian, and Allan come to be here?" Dorian winced at the question, while Allan smiled.

"Yes I'd like to know that as well." Said Michel, and the other agreed, all but Tristan, for he knew how Dorian had pieced himself together. He knew it because when he had gone to the astral plane to save Kim, he had to break the boundaries of everyone of the league members. Now he could feel what Dorian had felt when he pulled himself together those hard months, and having to stagger into a deserted town, and regain his energy. Right now he felt like pushing those memories away. The other league members would soon be getting memories from their counter parts, and they will all not like this new link that they share.

"Well Dorian?" Asked Mina, her eyebrows raised. "Allan?"

"Allan you got first." Said Dorian not really liking he subject so thinking that he could doge it just for a little while would be the best thing to do.

Allan looked at the young faces, and at the faces that he already knew. 'Well lets see, my tale is not that long. I had mentioned to some of you that Africa would never let me die, and indeed they did not, but I was bound to Africa alone, for several months, until finally the witch doctor did something that allowed me to leave the lands that had kept me safe, and alive. Then I was there in an 'airport' as you call it, being told that I was needed again, and so it the league. Well that is my story." Said Allan, everyone pretty much knew that was the story, but to hear it come out his mouth was reassuring.

"Dorian." Mina said, and yet he could not met her eyes, or any of the league members eyes, all except Kimberly, for some reason her eyes showed something that he had not felt in years. Comfort.

Taking a breath Dorian started his tale, "Well as all of you know I had been killed, and disintegrated in front of Mina. Yes I had been dead, but only for awhile. Then something came over me a feeling. This feeling was telling me that I need to regroup myself, and pull myself together, mind and all. So I did what I thought, and within a few months I was able to for m my body back together, but I could not move. It took a while until I was able to get the feeling back into my limbs, and my senses back, dully, but they were still there. The cold all around me was unbearable, and my body kept dieing, but I never gave up. I made it into a small town, that had been deserted, probably because of m's men, but I went in and got clothes for me to wear. I stayed in that town for weeks, not able to piece everything together, but when I did and everything came back to me, I was able to get to a port, and work my way out." Eyes lifted, as he told his story, but none like the way how Dorian was saying it. His tone was so empty, as if the experience was something one should not have to tell, and indeed, they would not like to tell such a tale. "Then I was in England, and I was recruited by agents. They took me, and gave me the proper care to nurse me back into health, given me clothes, and food to eat. Plus they also gave me the reason why I was not out on the streets of London rotting, and begging for help. I was needed yet again."

Everyone was quiet, and again everything was very uncomfortable. Tristan's inside were squirming because he had just relived all those feelings those thoughts, about Mrs. Harker, and he did not want these feeling, but outside, he was calm untouched by the tale.

"Well," Sanderson said, a bit touched by the tale, he did not know any solider that would undergo such pain just to go back to his home. "Um, thank you the both of you for clearing that all up for us." Sanderson's thoughts came back and he cleared his throat. It was amazing how all the league member, new and old came back to this room, and not still be in the biosphere of Dorian's reforming. "Now I do need to tell you why you are here." Sanderson picked up a small remote, and continued to talk. 'You see there is a warlock named Monahall. He was at first only a small threat, but we had just got word that he isn't who he seems." Looking towards the LXG he said, "He is M." heir eyes widened, and they shook their heads.

"That's not possible." Some of them murmured.

"I shot him." Said Tom, and he saw him fall to his death.

"Yes I know but he is back and he has restored into doing black magic. He has stolen man manuscripts, and writing of covens, to familiarize himself with the subject. He has done many projects, and experiments, resulting in enslaving men and women in making a massive army, of Lycans captured in the form of their werewolf self, not able to turn back, into their human forms." Clara looked stricken. "They are slaves, and can not do anything but follow his orders. Lately they have been tamed, but once or twice one would get away and bring more humans to turn into lycans." Clicking a button on the remote, and asking them all to turn to the white wall at the other end of the table. On the wall came images of slaughtered people, other being formed into a Lycan in the most painful way. Clara had to look away.

"Some of the Lycans come out to get food." With another click pictures of children lying on the ground slaughtered, butchered and feed upon came onto the scream. Kimberly stifled a small scream and turned away. "Now these Lycans are just confused men and women not knowing what is going on and only following orders from a man that is not entirely sure of himself either." That was all Clara could take, she whispered, "excuse me." And walked out, not able to stay inside there. Kimberly stood up and was about to comfort her friend but then she looked up at Sanderson.

"You've captured one." She said and he nodded.

"The animal is being held in an examination room."

"That animal is a human being!!!!" Kimberly screamed.

"Not anymore." Sanderson said firmly, and yet his eyes were soft, and full of sorrow. "The animal will tell us everything it knows, and then would be put out of it's misery."

'You can't do that!!!!!!!' Kimberly screamed tears coming to her eyes. Mikel got up from his seat and wrapped his arms around her trying to comfort her, but she wouldn't back down. "You are becoming the butcher if you do that, that person can still be helped." She said before Mikel too her into his arms and she crumbled, if it were not for the fact that she was exhausted she would not have allowed her emotional self to break through.

"Exactly why you re all here. You all have been hand picked for circumstances like these, and now you all have to proved yourselves again. Kimberly, and Clara I want you to find any way to help these men and women, and some even children to be able to change back into their human forms. Then we will deal with Monahall." Sanderson did not like seeing Kim, and Clara so hurt, but he knew that this would only push them forward.

'Come one Kim, we got some searching to do." Clara came back in her eyes puff and red as if she had been crying. She wasn't dressed the same as she had been when she left. Now she was dressed in all black leathers, with a trench coat and all. Throwing Kim a coat she whirled around and went out of the room again.

"What did she mean?" Asked Jason.

Putting on the coat, Kimberly looked at the others, "If we have to find a way to break what ever Monahall has on the lycans, we have to search for a man. That's all I can say, because even I don't know everything, Clara is very secretive when it comes to that side of her." With that Kim rushed out of the room murmuring a goodbye be for she was out of the room.

Tristan looked around before getting up and moving towards the small projector, so small that it would not be able to be seen, nor detected. But Tristan knew where it was and shut it off with a flick of his wrist. "I'll be at the library." He said and was gone before anyone could say anything.

"Yeah, well I'll be off practicing." Said Jason, an Michel went with him. The two were great guns man, and best friends, so they would be able to talk to each other about this. Skinner just looked around, until he noticed he was the only NXG member sitting there that had not left, "Oi, what for me.' He said turning invisible, out of embarrassment.

Agent Sanderson looked at the other league, "I will show you to your temporary quarters." The league followed the man, not really likening the situation. All wanted to brutally beat M up, and leave him to rot and die, but knowing that that was not gong to happen anytime soon they would have to wait.

Dorian watched Mina, she seemed more beautiful then he remembered, but the young Kimberly Harker was of a fresher beauty. He had this voice in his head saying things about Lycans, and there weaknesses, and such, but he blocked that out. He did not even know where it had come from.

Mina, followed the agent with her insides contracting still having the images in her mind. 'Why would that man do such a brutal thing?' But she knew that she could not predict men like that. That cased her to remember about a certain immortal who had surprised her back there. He did not say anything that would earn him a slap, and when he talked about how he had pulled himself to get her, she sensed his pain. Frowning, she was trying to get a voice out her head, saying things about those images, and talking to a girl named Clara. Mina stopped dead in her tracks, she was hearing the thoughts of Kimberly. 'How is this possible?'