Disclaimer: All characters with the exception of the urchin and dog and characters I may specify at a later date do not belong to me. Those characters that everyone knows do not belong to myself obviously don't belong to me, they belong to the people that created them. Those include, but are not limited too: Captain Nemo, Mina Harker, Rodney Skinner, Tom Sawyer, Dr. Henry Jekyll and Mr. Edward Hyde. 

Wow. That's the most official sounding Disclaimer I have ever written.

Hello! LXG has to be one of my favorite movies, and after watching it several nights in a row, I decided to write my own fanfiction about it. That, and I figured I might try to expand the categories I write in, I've only written in one so far. So without further ado, I give you my very first LXG fic.

Hope you all like it.

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Special Agent Tom Sawyer watched boredly as the streets bustled with carriages and street vendors.

It was less than exciting. He was itching to go somewhere and find some action. But here was better than being cooped up in the Nautilus, which was no offense to the great ship, but as long as they were docked he figured he might as well have a look around.

There was nothing truly special about this little town, except it had been the closest town that had some chemicals that Mina and Jekyll said they needed. Truth be known, it had been a slow couple of months for the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen (and women, in Mina's case), and not a lot had been happening that required the League's help.

Tom leaned against a wall, occasionally glancing at some fairly pretty women as they walked by, who giggled when they caught him looking at them. It got him some evil glares from some men, but he didn't really care.

"Tom!"

He looked over his shoulder to see Jekyll walking towards him. "What?"

"Nemo wants us back at the ship, it sounds urgent."

Tom felt his heart skip a half beat. Maybe today wasn't that boring after all.

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Nemo walked back and forth across the floor in the meeting room, fuming silently.

" 'Ey, wot's all this? You wanted to see us?" Skinner's very distinct disembodied voice caused him to glance up. Skinner and Mina were standing at the doorway. Miraculously, Mina was not trying to kill him this time.

"Please, sit. We must wait for the others." He motioned for them to take seats. Mina sat across from the black trench coat that betrayed Skinner's position.

A few minutes later (almost ten to be exact) the American agent and Dr. Jekyll arrived.

"Sorry for being late." Tom said nonchalantly.

"Yes." Jekyll said quietly as he sat next to Mina.

"Some very distressing news has come to my attention. Apparently the Nautilus blew up a port."

He got blank stares in response.

"Something you want to tell us, Nemo?" Skinner quipped.

"A ship, bearing striking resemblance to my lady, has been sighted in port a hundred miles from London. That port was destroyed. London officials fear that the city may be next."

"So there is a ship with the capabilities of the Nautilus?" Jekyll asked apprehensively.

The Indian Captain stiffened a bit. "It would seem so." He was not pleased that someone would have a replica of his beloved ship.

"I guess we go to London…or that port." Tom mused. "I mean, if London top dogs are worried, there must be a reason."

Nemo nodded. "There were…notes. Written on the wreckage. One of them plainly said, London is next."

"Then we are going to London." Mina concluded.

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Tom, Henry, and Skinner (sans clothing) were watching the streets of London, hoping to find some clues. Mina and Nemo were watching the docks, waiting for a sign of the fake Nautilus.

"How do you think another Nautilus got built?" Tom asked aloud.

"Well, Sawyer, they use men and metal and—"

"I know that, Skinner! I meant, how did they make one so much like Nemo's? The report said there was no mistaking it for the Nautilus."

"Perhaps…" Jekyll's voice trailed off to nothing.

"Perhaps what?" Tom asked.

"When M's fortress was destroyed, perhaps we did not get all the plans burnt. Maybe a copy was taken."

"Well if that was true, then wouldn't we had heard more about it by now? I mean, you don't have somebody building something that big without  hearing something about it."

"You didn't hear much about the Nautilus before you joined, did you?" Skinner's disembodied voice commented. "All you heard about was 'The infamous captain Nemo!'"

"I suppose so." Tom resigned.

"But that would mean that there may be even more danger. How do we know, if Nautilus's blueprints were used, that there are no elixirs or invisible people running around?" Jekyll asked apprehensively. He did not like the idea of another Hyde wandering the streets.

" 'Ello! How are you two gentlemen today? Perhaps you'd like to try your luck at a little game?" A brown haired kid jumped out of an alleyway, almost scaring Jekyll half to death. Sawyer glared at the kid.

"Beat it kid."

"Oh, come on! Don't be sore just because you got a little scare! I'll make it up to you; you can play the first game for free!"

The kid was dressed fairly well…for a street urchin. The suit he wore was several sizes too big, and the kid was pretty young looking, with a very disarming smile.

"Didn't your parents teach you any manners?" He said, annoyed.

"Of course! That's why I'm letting you have a game free to make up for scaring you! Think of what you could win, a bounty in coins."

"I have enough money."

"I never said you didn't. Let's see…you look like men on a mission! Perhaps you need a map…information…"

"Well…fine what's the game?" he asked. Jekyll looked up timidly. "Sawyer…"

"It's all right."

"The game is simple gentlemen." The kid disappeared for a moment and came back with a little table. On said table was three bowls, and from an inside pocket, the kid pulled out a green cat's eye marble.  "Find the marble!" He placed it under the middle bowl.

"I played this game all the time back home. Say, you wouldn't happen to know some information?" Sawyer said confidently.

"I know a lot of things." He switched the bowls around a few times. "Alright, which bowl?"

The men stared at the kid. He'd only moved the bowls twice. Tom pointed to the left one. The kid picked up the bowl, and indeed, the marble was under it.

"You're good at this! Perhaps another game? Now that you know what to do, you can probably win a whole bunch of times. Only a few coins per play!" He looked at them innocently.

"I'm looking for some information on a ship."

"That's nice. Want to play?"

Tom glared at him. The kid gave him a steady innocent look back. He sighed and took some coins from his pocket and slapped them down.

"So what kind of ship you looking for? Nice ship in the docks. Heard it blew up a port a bit away from here." He began to move bowls again. Tom concentrated on the bowls while Jekyll listened to the kid. "But I personally think that's hogwash. I mean, why would a ship like that bother blowing up some nowhere port? I'd say the people who did that have issues, sides, it didn't have that little purple thing. Take your pick!" The kid stepped back from the table. Tom picked the middle one, which turned out to house the marble.

"You said something about purple?" Jekyll questioned.

"Yep. Play again, Mister?"

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Skinner shook his head in amusement at the kid. He was milking Sawyer and Jekyll for all they were worth.  Of course, they were just giving him pocket change. He wasn't going to get anywhere like that. He should've seen how much money he could get out of their wallets.

He felt a breath against his foot and looked down. He almost yelped when he saw the massive dog standing next to him. How it had managed to sneak up on him, he didn't know. The dog looked at him quizzically then ignored him. It moved with incredible quietness towards Sawyer.

Sawyer's wallet was sticking out of his back pocket as he bent down to watch the bowls move around. The dog leaned up and gripped the edge of the leather in its teeth and lifted it out of Sawyer's pocket, without him realizing anything. The dog then ducked back and went down an alleyway behind the gentlemen.

"So like I was saying, some insignia, purple it was…look at the time! Must be going, chaps. Hope you find what you're looking for!" The kid chirped, scooped up his belongings, tipped his hat slightly and went back down the alleyway, unhurried.

"Must have left because he kept losing. Not very good at his own scam." Tom said cockily.

"I think you got scammed worse than you think, mate." Skinner chortled.

"What are you talking about?" Tom asked confused. Skinner felt sorry for him.

"Pockets feel any emptier? They should."

He watched Tom pat his pants pockets. He suddenly straightened up. "My wallet! What happened?"

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

"What happened?"

"A dog stole your wallet while you were wasting time with the kid. And judgin' by the way he didn't miss a beat, he knew it was goin' to happen."

"Why that little…he was probably lying the entire time!" Sawyer fumed.

"Perhaps we should go back to the ship." Jekyll suggested quietly.

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"Not bad, me little doggy. That American was practically walking sideways, glad we managed to straiten his gait, eh?" The kid grinned, twirling the wallet. The big dog had a canine grin on his face. The duo disappeared quickly into the depths of the city.

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Thank you.