The League in it's many forms is not owned by me , nor are the various
additional characters, introduced in the League, This based on the
characters described by the film , not the graphic novel.
Read on and enjoy.
By the Sword
Chapter 1: what the future holds
1900, Tuesday, 16th January, 3.15pm
The rain beat down on the roof like the sound of a thousand Machine Guns firing in the night. The room was well furnished, a little too extravagant for some of its occupants but they did not live in this place so complaints remained unspoken. They were seated around a grand table, which spanned the length of the room. Five were present, the sixth sadly missed. The Seventh less fondly missed
The silence was broken by the sound of double doors being opened at the far end of the room. A well-dressed gentleman entered the room. His dress and manner were as extravagant as his surroundings. He removed his hat and with a flourish he threw it to a nearby hatstand. With the hat still spinning in place he seated himself at the head of the table.
"Welcome to my home, I assure you my friends that I am not here too dupe you or send you to your deaths, as the gentleman who brought you together previously. I ask only that you answer the call the empire has made. But I apologise, I have neglected to introduce myself, My name is Mycroft Holmes, Undoubtedly you have heard of the exploits of my brother. Sadly Sherlock will not be joining you on this adventure. But the league is need of two members of note for this.."
"Excuse me, Mr Holmes, Sorry to interrupt but what is the empire needs us to do? Interrupted one of the more bizarre guests. His face could only be seen because of the grease paint he had smothered his features with.
" Ah the ever impatient Mr Skinner. As you seem to have no time for lengthy build up I will get to the matter at hand. The empire is need of the services of the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen once more. Professor James Moriarty's war was ended before it could begin but unfortunately not before some of his ideas had spread to the corners of the empire. In the Caribbean ports, rumours are spreading of a fleet of ships that appear from a strange mist to attack the outlying islands. My sources believe that these vessels may be based on designs stolen by Moriarty, Designs for the Nautilus my dear Captain. It seems he had copies made and sent to his associates around the world before the league destroyed him and his base of operations. Luckily It is apparent that the designs were incomplete as these vessels have not been seen to submerge themselves. Whether they can will have to remain speculation.
"Why were we not told of these copies before now" inquired the sea captain Nemo from his position opposite Skinner, A shocked look on his face."
" More Importantly how was this fleet not discovered while it was being constructed?" Asked the American special agent.
"We believe that like Ms Harker here appearances can be deceiving. Any one of the islands could harbour this fleet. There are many unexplored caves and lagoons on these islands. Each one a potential mooring point. Your Mission is to find the fleet and destroy it and any evidence of how it was built, before more Nautili can be constructed and used against the empire.
"Mr Holmes, You spoke of new members, May I ask who these recruits are to be? The sultry tones of The Vampire, Wilamina Harker, unmistakable.
" To recruit the first, The league must travel to the jungles of Africa to find a very extraordinary individual, He goes by the name Tarzan, His real name, John Clayton, he lives with his wife Jane and his knowledge of the Jungle and ability to converse with animals could prove useful.
"I fail to see how" replied Mina. " Islands tend to have jungles and animals, stands to reason." Quipped Sawyer.
" I stand corrected. And the second member M?" Replied Mina.
" The Second and more difficult to recruit is a lot closer to home. With the Death of Dorian Gray the League is in need of someone with, shall we say Experience." Replied M.
" Experience so another Immortal?" Remarked Skinner with a smirk on his pale features.
" Yes Mr Skinner another Immortal, But not by the means and ways of Mr Gray or Mina here. No, Sorcery has been used to keep this recruit alive, and by her own hand."
"Her, So we have the pleasure of another lady League member" Said Sawyer, Eyes Brightening.
" Tom, You'd probably be better keeping your distance with this particular, she's not known for her pleasant temper." Replied Holmes.
" I'll take my chances."
" Don't say I didn't warn you. She will be arriving on the six o'clock train."
" And what is the name of this ill tempered magician." Interrupted Nemo.
" Her Name, my dear Captain, is Morgan Le Fey."
" The Morgan Le Fey, M?
" The very same captain, undoubtedly she will inform you of her past as she does with anyone who inquires. She arrives in less than three hours at Euston station. She will be waiting beneath the Doric Arch. I suggest you do not keep her waiting. Her wrath is not one to be incurred."
" We will be prompt, M, I will guarantee it."
" I have no doubt you will, My dear Mina. And with this I bid you all adieu. We will reconvene when your future comrades have been recruited."
With that said, Holmes recollects his hat from the stand and leaves the room, Lackey at his side. The members, with little conversation, also left on their way to the station to meet the leagues first new member.
By the Sword
Chapter 1: what the future holds
1900, Tuesday, 16th January, 3.15pm
The rain beat down on the roof like the sound of a thousand Machine Guns firing in the night. The room was well furnished, a little too extravagant for some of its occupants but they did not live in this place so complaints remained unspoken. They were seated around a grand table, which spanned the length of the room. Five were present, the sixth sadly missed. The Seventh less fondly missed
The silence was broken by the sound of double doors being opened at the far end of the room. A well-dressed gentleman entered the room. His dress and manner were as extravagant as his surroundings. He removed his hat and with a flourish he threw it to a nearby hatstand. With the hat still spinning in place he seated himself at the head of the table.
"Welcome to my home, I assure you my friends that I am not here too dupe you or send you to your deaths, as the gentleman who brought you together previously. I ask only that you answer the call the empire has made. But I apologise, I have neglected to introduce myself, My name is Mycroft Holmes, Undoubtedly you have heard of the exploits of my brother. Sadly Sherlock will not be joining you on this adventure. But the league is need of two members of note for this.."
"Excuse me, Mr Holmes, Sorry to interrupt but what is the empire needs us to do? Interrupted one of the more bizarre guests. His face could only be seen because of the grease paint he had smothered his features with.
" Ah the ever impatient Mr Skinner. As you seem to have no time for lengthy build up I will get to the matter at hand. The empire is need of the services of the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen once more. Professor James Moriarty's war was ended before it could begin but unfortunately not before some of his ideas had spread to the corners of the empire. In the Caribbean ports, rumours are spreading of a fleet of ships that appear from a strange mist to attack the outlying islands. My sources believe that these vessels may be based on designs stolen by Moriarty, Designs for the Nautilus my dear Captain. It seems he had copies made and sent to his associates around the world before the league destroyed him and his base of operations. Luckily It is apparent that the designs were incomplete as these vessels have not been seen to submerge themselves. Whether they can will have to remain speculation.
"Why were we not told of these copies before now" inquired the sea captain Nemo from his position opposite Skinner, A shocked look on his face."
" More Importantly how was this fleet not discovered while it was being constructed?" Asked the American special agent.
"We believe that like Ms Harker here appearances can be deceiving. Any one of the islands could harbour this fleet. There are many unexplored caves and lagoons on these islands. Each one a potential mooring point. Your Mission is to find the fleet and destroy it and any evidence of how it was built, before more Nautili can be constructed and used against the empire.
"Mr Holmes, You spoke of new members, May I ask who these recruits are to be? The sultry tones of The Vampire, Wilamina Harker, unmistakable.
" To recruit the first, The league must travel to the jungles of Africa to find a very extraordinary individual, He goes by the name Tarzan, His real name, John Clayton, he lives with his wife Jane and his knowledge of the Jungle and ability to converse with animals could prove useful.
"I fail to see how" replied Mina. " Islands tend to have jungles and animals, stands to reason." Quipped Sawyer.
" I stand corrected. And the second member M?" Replied Mina.
" The Second and more difficult to recruit is a lot closer to home. With the Death of Dorian Gray the League is in need of someone with, shall we say Experience." Replied M.
" Experience so another Immortal?" Remarked Skinner with a smirk on his pale features.
" Yes Mr Skinner another Immortal, But not by the means and ways of Mr Gray or Mina here. No, Sorcery has been used to keep this recruit alive, and by her own hand."
"Her, So we have the pleasure of another lady League member" Said Sawyer, Eyes Brightening.
" Tom, You'd probably be better keeping your distance with this particular, she's not known for her pleasant temper." Replied Holmes.
" I'll take my chances."
" Don't say I didn't warn you. She will be arriving on the six o'clock train."
" And what is the name of this ill tempered magician." Interrupted Nemo.
" Her Name, my dear Captain, is Morgan Le Fey."
" The Morgan Le Fey, M?
" The very same captain, undoubtedly she will inform you of her past as she does with anyone who inquires. She arrives in less than three hours at Euston station. She will be waiting beneath the Doric Arch. I suggest you do not keep her waiting. Her wrath is not one to be incurred."
" We will be prompt, M, I will guarantee it."
" I have no doubt you will, My dear Mina. And with this I bid you all adieu. We will reconvene when your future comrades have been recruited."
With that said, Holmes recollects his hat from the stand and leaves the room, Lackey at his side. The members, with little conversation, also left on their way to the station to meet the leagues first new member.