A/n: boy, I never thought that writing a fic would be soooo much fun. I hope you injoy this chapter. I'm having issues with what I want the League to really do.

Disclaimer: I own no LXG Character or machine * sighs* it would be fun though. I do own everything else. *Grabs script * It's mine, you can't have it! *Sticks out tongue *

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Dorian watched the League closely. They sat around an oval shaped table. They had just recently told Dorian that this was not his house. Only the lounge was his, at least a replica.
"I don't understand? You made replicas of everyone's favorite rooms?" Dorian said, looking at the room in which they now sat. It was the room in which most of the League first met each other.
Tom Sawyer nodded. "Yes, and Mina insisted on making one for you and Quartermain."
Dorian nodded. "Interesting. Where's Nemo?"
Jekyll handed Dorian a folder. "This is all the information you need to know about our current situation."
Dorian opened the file. It contained information about the Nautilus and it's current condition. It was on conditioning.
"Conditioning?" Dorian raised a brow.
Mina sighed, "Yes, and it's for our new mission."
Dorian read on. They had found a way to time travel. They had also found a time in which the ancestors of the League were in serious trouble. Their mission was to go and help the ancestors of the League with out tem knowing that they were from the future.
"Well?" Skinner asked.
Dorian looked at the invisible thief. "What do you want me to say, yippee? I don't believe this could work. Mina, you of all people should see the logic. Past time travel is a big loop. Never ending."
Mina glanced at Jekyll. He shrugged, "You may as well tell him."
Mina looked at Tom with pleading eyes.
"Oh no, this is your discovery, you fill 'im in." Tom raised his hands, backing away from Mina.
Mina sighed, "Fine. I was the one to find the way to time travel. One can use Jekyll's potion with a little bit of sulfur and use it as a fuel. Our employer wants us to speak with the representative's he found in the past."
Dorian actually laughed at this. "And who, pray tell, is his representative?"
"A man named Necrette," Tom answered. "He's an Elf."

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"When do we leave?" Dorian asked.
"As soon as Mister Quartermain arrives." Mina answered.
Dorian lounged on Mina's couch, He had made himself quite at home. Much to Mina's displeasure
"What makes you think he'll show up? He's dead, remember?" Dorian said slyly.
"What, and your not? He'll be back. Either that, or he'll meet us at our destination.
"How would he do that?"
"The dead don't need our help to cross the time barrier. You will be on your own, or hop back into a picture frame to come along." She smiled sweetly.
Dorian just grumbled. "Mina!" a voice said out side her door.
"Skinner, come in." Mina replied with a sigh.
The door opened and a folded piece of paper floated in. "Note from Alan."
Mina grabbed the note and read it hurriedly. "He'll meet us in Ancarra."
"Turkey?" Skinner asked.
"No, the Elven kingdom, Ancarra."

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a/n: what is it with me and short chapters? *sighs* What can I say? Hopefully they will be longer in the future. Reviews, please. Ant thoughts would be helpful, and funny things, (just to boost my spirits into writing more.) Anyway, the place we're heading of to is of my own creation. I hope you like it. *rubs hands together* this will be...fun! * mad laughter *