SOOOOOO SORRY AGAIN ABOUT THE UPDATE! However, I am back from the dead!
Yes, the entire time, a dead, insane girl was narrating you! WOPEEE! Erm,
anyways, before Allan, Nemo, Hyde, Tom, Dorian, and Skinner kill me, I
shall get on with the fic. BACK! BACK I SAY! I AM CONTINUING THE FIC! Oh,
and next chapter, you will be given a choice of League Plushies!
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As Nemo's crew took care of the corpses, the League and Edie dressed before returning to the meeting room, all taking their seats.
"Alright, I suppose we should go over the plan me and Sawyer here came up with," Allan began, clearing his throat before continuing.
"I thought of splitting up into groups of three. Gray, Harker, and Jekyll will first, when we reach Paris, will find something that might indicate Morse's presence."
"Richard always did like parties. Look for something has anything about a celebration of some sort. I guarantee you that will be his plot," Edie added.
"Right, well, then, at the time when this celebration starts, Skinner, Edie, and I will try to search for this virus and destroy it," Tom said.
"Nemo and I will take one side of Paris, try to find Morse or any of his cronies. The first three will do the same, only on the other side of Paris."
After a minute, Skinner put in his word. "Seems a`right to me. I mean, a little dodgy, but, at least we `ave somthin`."
"So, we all agree to this plan?" asked Allan, receiving nods from the rest of the others. "Good then. Alright, get ready. We'll meet in three and a half hours."
With that, everybody left to their own personal quarters, all wrapped up in thoughts of their own.
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(8:15 a.m.)
They had just reached the port, all of them jumping or stepping out into the soft, hazy morning mist of Paris, as the sun, though not so bright out, hung overhead of the agitated league.
The vampire, doctor, and immortal bade goodbye to their companions before taking off. Dorian carried his cane-sword, in case they ran into somebody. Unfortunately, he would be the only one fighting. Mina, being weaker in sunlight, would do hardly anything at all, and Jekyll refused flatly to bring one of his potions.
As they walked through the almost deserted streets, the doctor couldn't help but notice some posters on the walls.
"Here, look at this," he called to his teammates when he stopped to pause and look at one of them. The other took two steps back, peering also at the poster.
"'Show of the Centaury. Beautiful women, food for all. Drinks for free,'" read Mina carefully, frowning slightly.
"They stress on the 'Drinks for Free'. Maybe he plans to slip in the potion. Anybody would be hyped on that," Dorian pointed out, looking at a passing woman, who held hands with a little girl who cradled a small little doll in her hand. They looked out of place, so he guessed they were immigrants.
Jekyll sighed, ruffling his neatly combed hair. "Well, we better get back to the others. It says it starts at 8, at the Rue Morgue. We'll be better prepared then."
{Ah yes, the Rue Morgue. I had a fun time there, with all the mayhem and deaths,} Hyde chuckled darkly, remembering what he had first been doing before the League caught him.
The other two nodded, turning around and walking back, unaware twin sets of black eyes followed them.
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Needless to say, despite it being a serious mission, the waiting was quite boring. The most that happened was a small dispute between Dorian, Tom, and Skinner.
It first began with Skinner and Tom in the dining room. Skinner was randomly picking up books, when Tom, accidentally as he cleaned his Winchester, said, "Skinner, why do ya have your make-up on? We're going to leave in a few more hours."
Skinner stopped suddenly, looking up at the comment. "O`, make-up is it? Well, I suppose, t`en, you won't mind if I take a toy o` yours." With that, he snatched the gun right out of Tom's arms, running away into the corridors.
"Hey, come back!" the agent called out, following the invisible thief.
'Goddamn thief. Just one comment about his make-up and he goes with my gun. Why does he even care?' Tom thought, as he panted, passing confused crewmembers.
Unfortunately, Dorian was fencing with thin air in one of the corridors, just right outside the door of Mina's room, where her and Jekyll were both working on some sort of chemical. Skinner, looking back, didn't look forward, resulting in a crash with the immortal. Tom also didn't look where he was going, falling onto the other two, making a pile of arms and legs.
Soon, all three tried to get themselves untangle, with some small exchange of insults.
"What the bloody hell are you idiots doing?" Dorian cried out, accidentally nicking Tom with his sword, which was out of its hilt.
"Hey, watch the blade!"
"Oi! T`ink you two can move any slower? Need I remind you I am on the bottom?!" Skinner roared. Tom shot the thief a dark look.
"And need I remind ya, Skinner, this was your fault in the first place!"
"MY fault?!"
Mina and Jekyll, who were having a hard time before the commotion started on the potion they were working on, were now even dropping tubes from their lack of concentration. Jekyll, being the gentleman, got down to his feet, picking up the shards and putting them back onto the table to avoid a slip. After that, both scientists walked out the door to confront the three arguing males.
The vampire, who was quite pissed-off, snarled at the three, baring her fangs. "If you three do not mind, we are in the middle of something here. Now, must I take control of the situation? With my FANGS and your NECKS?" she growled menacingly. Even Jekyll took three feet back from her, while the other three got to their feet, looking at her with frightened looks.
"No ma`m," all three said in unison like boys.
"Thank you." With that, she slammed the door, leaving the three of them stunned.
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The League stepped out, ready with their needed items. Edie and Mina had both changed to trousers, though Edie wore a tight, long-sleeved shirt that showed her bare shoulders, with only small straps of a shirt underneath on them.
All of them nodded to each other, wishing good luck before taking off into their directions.
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(Tom, Edie, Skinner)
"Alright, we're here," Edie announced quietly. Though, there really wasn't a point. Enough noise for them to blend in had erupted.
Like in Venice, the celebration of the Rue Morgue was on the streets, with fire and tables out. It seemed that everybody was there, with all the men swooning over the beautiful women, or hovering over the drinks, getting shooed by some of the people who were taking care of it.
"I suggest we wait until somebody takes the first sip. THEN we tip over the drinks," Edie advised, pulling Tom down to the side, right next to the drinks. She prayed for Skinner to follow them.
"Don't worry. We're not drinking," Tom called to the person in charge of them, who looked at him with a confused face.
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(Mina, Jekyll, Dorian)
Unlike the other three, Hyde, Mina, and Dorian were taking out men, as they all ran or flew down the streets.
Hyde had thought this would be a fun task, but it turned out to be quite boring. Despite the men having powers, it didn't mean they used them well. Rather, the only injury the brute received was a scar from a man with a big- ass sword. They were more like mosquitoes in summer: never-ending-pain-in- the-arses.
Then again, it had been a long time since Hyde fought or even killed, so he was relieved. Ignoring the meek protests from Jekyll, he roared and slammed a fallen brick into the face of a man. It didn't matter who were bystanders or who were soldiers.
Dorian was doing pretty damn well himself, connecting neat slashes with the bodies of men. A man turned werewolf was instantly killed when the immortal plunged the silver sword right into its heart. A man coming up behind Dorian soon met his end when the immortal tore out his sword out from the wolf and jammed it right into his stomach.
Mina patrolled the skies, sinking her fangs into unaware men. She already slew about fourteen men, and to tell the truth, was getting kind of full. One man looked up from his post to see what the noise was. He never knew, as the vampire drank his blood.
Hyde felt himself slightly fatigue. He soon remembered he had only 15 more minutes left. Huh, luckily Henry had enough 'courage' to bring another potion. The coward had gone through a great deal of stress wondering if he should bring more. Despite the doctor probably being smart enough to create him, he sure was stupid when it came to battle.
{Edward look out!} cried Jekyll, forcing the brute to look up. A man, who looked no more than 37, with a girl who was 19, stood in front of Hyde, stopping the brute in his tracks. Luckily, Dorian and Mina had finished with all the men, and came in next to Hyde.
"Well, I see you have succeeded in destroying my men here. Good job," said the man in a dry, sarcastic voice as he brought his hands up and began to clap. Mockingly.
Both beasts began to growl darkly, as Dorian walked up. "And I presume you are Richard Morse, correct?"
The man looked and grinned. He actually looked quite handsome; almost like Dorian. He had long blonde hair that went down to his shoulders; liquid emerald eyes gleamed brightly in the dark. His tan skin was dimmed by his black suit, which resembled Jekyll's style of clothing.
The girl kept her head down, but she looked extremely pretty for her age. She was small, with long black hair that went to her elbows; when she did look up, she showed dark black eyes that seemed almost blank; dreamy, mysterious, but like she looked and saw nothing. A strange small smile was on her lips, which matched her pale skin.
She wore clothes that were pretty skimpy, especially in September. She had a black dress that showed her arms and only went down to her knees. Knee- high black boots covered the rest of her legs, and around her neck was a small black collar.
"Correct. And you must be the League. Dorian Gray, Wilhelmina Harker, and Edward Hyde, with Henry Jekyll?"
Mina stared at Hyde before looking back at the man and nodding slowly.
"Well, I must admit, I never thought to meet such a lovely vampire. You remind me of Edie. Did she agree in signing up with the group?"
Again, Mina nodded.
"Hmm, well, she's as predictable as me. Oh, and I suppose you'd like to meet this girl here. Willow."
Hyde was getting pissed. Here they were to capture him and yet he was talking like it was a Saturday afternoon! He snarled, and reached over, despite all the protests of Henry.
The man grinned, and looked over to Willow. The girl looked up and her eyes began to glow an immense gold; her smiled was wiped off, while she stared intently at Hyde.
He scoffed, then began to walk forward; only, he didn't move.
{Henry, release me! I won't hurt the girl.too much.}
{It's not me! It's the girl! She's somehow stopped you in your tracks!}
{Oh shi-}
He was cut off from his conversation when Morse reached over and slammed his hand only Hyde's. Dorian and Mina started forward, but the same happened to them. Their eyes widened, as they tried unsuccessfully to lift their feet. The girl had now her contact on those two.
Hyde soon began to feel weak. His energy was being drained from him. Soon, immense pain like torture welled up in him. He could not stop himself from roaring out loud. Inside, Jekyll cried in pain. All the while, Morse laughed.
"I took the mutation as well. I, as you can see, received the ability to absorb powers and drain people of their energy. Like it?"
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(Nemo, Allan, and some crew)
Nemo and Allan, with some of the crew, had better luck. They were taking out men easily, despite their powers hitting them and having some casualties with the crewmates.
The captain fought in an almost rhythmic pattern, like kick, stab, punch, kick stab, punch. Allan, on the other hand, fired bullets, taking a man down with only one hit.
Allan looked up. A man from up top came over him, trying to slam the hunter into the ground. However, Allan wasn't called the Great White Hunter for being slow. Taking a knife he hid at his side, he plunged it into the man's leg, soon slicing the other leg. Leaving the man to his screams, he ran over to Nemo, who had just finished off a man with wings on his back.
"I think that's the last of th-" he was soon cut off from a scream behind him. He turned, to see little girl crouching over another who looked no more than 18. He could see tears streaming down her eyes, as the 18-year- old lay at her knees, not breathing.
Nemo and the hunter ran for aid, the captain giving a signal for his crew to keep an eye out and stay.
"Here now, girl! We won't hurt you," said Allan in soothing tones. However, the young girl, who couldn't have been more than 7, stared up at him with a horrified look in her small eyes. She then got to her feet and began to run in the direction of the festival.
The hunter cursed, as both he and Nemo began to run after her, the loyal crew following their captain behind.
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No, the girl will not be so important to the story! I mean, sure, she might be on the Nautilus, with Skinner trying to keep her happy, but, she could not have been in here! Okay, to make sure, once again, the little girl is not a Mary-Sue!
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As Nemo's crew took care of the corpses, the League and Edie dressed before returning to the meeting room, all taking their seats.
"Alright, I suppose we should go over the plan me and Sawyer here came up with," Allan began, clearing his throat before continuing.
"I thought of splitting up into groups of three. Gray, Harker, and Jekyll will first, when we reach Paris, will find something that might indicate Morse's presence."
"Richard always did like parties. Look for something has anything about a celebration of some sort. I guarantee you that will be his plot," Edie added.
"Right, well, then, at the time when this celebration starts, Skinner, Edie, and I will try to search for this virus and destroy it," Tom said.
"Nemo and I will take one side of Paris, try to find Morse or any of his cronies. The first three will do the same, only on the other side of Paris."
After a minute, Skinner put in his word. "Seems a`right to me. I mean, a little dodgy, but, at least we `ave somthin`."
"So, we all agree to this plan?" asked Allan, receiving nods from the rest of the others. "Good then. Alright, get ready. We'll meet in three and a half hours."
With that, everybody left to their own personal quarters, all wrapped up in thoughts of their own.
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(8:15 a.m.)
They had just reached the port, all of them jumping or stepping out into the soft, hazy morning mist of Paris, as the sun, though not so bright out, hung overhead of the agitated league.
The vampire, doctor, and immortal bade goodbye to their companions before taking off. Dorian carried his cane-sword, in case they ran into somebody. Unfortunately, he would be the only one fighting. Mina, being weaker in sunlight, would do hardly anything at all, and Jekyll refused flatly to bring one of his potions.
As they walked through the almost deserted streets, the doctor couldn't help but notice some posters on the walls.
"Here, look at this," he called to his teammates when he stopped to pause and look at one of them. The other took two steps back, peering also at the poster.
"'Show of the Centaury. Beautiful women, food for all. Drinks for free,'" read Mina carefully, frowning slightly.
"They stress on the 'Drinks for Free'. Maybe he plans to slip in the potion. Anybody would be hyped on that," Dorian pointed out, looking at a passing woman, who held hands with a little girl who cradled a small little doll in her hand. They looked out of place, so he guessed they were immigrants.
Jekyll sighed, ruffling his neatly combed hair. "Well, we better get back to the others. It says it starts at 8, at the Rue Morgue. We'll be better prepared then."
{Ah yes, the Rue Morgue. I had a fun time there, with all the mayhem and deaths,} Hyde chuckled darkly, remembering what he had first been doing before the League caught him.
The other two nodded, turning around and walking back, unaware twin sets of black eyes followed them.
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Needless to say, despite it being a serious mission, the waiting was quite boring. The most that happened was a small dispute between Dorian, Tom, and Skinner.
It first began with Skinner and Tom in the dining room. Skinner was randomly picking up books, when Tom, accidentally as he cleaned his Winchester, said, "Skinner, why do ya have your make-up on? We're going to leave in a few more hours."
Skinner stopped suddenly, looking up at the comment. "O`, make-up is it? Well, I suppose, t`en, you won't mind if I take a toy o` yours." With that, he snatched the gun right out of Tom's arms, running away into the corridors.
"Hey, come back!" the agent called out, following the invisible thief.
'Goddamn thief. Just one comment about his make-up and he goes with my gun. Why does he even care?' Tom thought, as he panted, passing confused crewmembers.
Unfortunately, Dorian was fencing with thin air in one of the corridors, just right outside the door of Mina's room, where her and Jekyll were both working on some sort of chemical. Skinner, looking back, didn't look forward, resulting in a crash with the immortal. Tom also didn't look where he was going, falling onto the other two, making a pile of arms and legs.
Soon, all three tried to get themselves untangle, with some small exchange of insults.
"What the bloody hell are you idiots doing?" Dorian cried out, accidentally nicking Tom with his sword, which was out of its hilt.
"Hey, watch the blade!"
"Oi! T`ink you two can move any slower? Need I remind you I am on the bottom?!" Skinner roared. Tom shot the thief a dark look.
"And need I remind ya, Skinner, this was your fault in the first place!"
"MY fault?!"
Mina and Jekyll, who were having a hard time before the commotion started on the potion they were working on, were now even dropping tubes from their lack of concentration. Jekyll, being the gentleman, got down to his feet, picking up the shards and putting them back onto the table to avoid a slip. After that, both scientists walked out the door to confront the three arguing males.
The vampire, who was quite pissed-off, snarled at the three, baring her fangs. "If you three do not mind, we are in the middle of something here. Now, must I take control of the situation? With my FANGS and your NECKS?" she growled menacingly. Even Jekyll took three feet back from her, while the other three got to their feet, looking at her with frightened looks.
"No ma`m," all three said in unison like boys.
"Thank you." With that, she slammed the door, leaving the three of them stunned.
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The League stepped out, ready with their needed items. Edie and Mina had both changed to trousers, though Edie wore a tight, long-sleeved shirt that showed her bare shoulders, with only small straps of a shirt underneath on them.
All of them nodded to each other, wishing good luck before taking off into their directions.
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(Tom, Edie, Skinner)
"Alright, we're here," Edie announced quietly. Though, there really wasn't a point. Enough noise for them to blend in had erupted.
Like in Venice, the celebration of the Rue Morgue was on the streets, with fire and tables out. It seemed that everybody was there, with all the men swooning over the beautiful women, or hovering over the drinks, getting shooed by some of the people who were taking care of it.
"I suggest we wait until somebody takes the first sip. THEN we tip over the drinks," Edie advised, pulling Tom down to the side, right next to the drinks. She prayed for Skinner to follow them.
"Don't worry. We're not drinking," Tom called to the person in charge of them, who looked at him with a confused face.
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(Mina, Jekyll, Dorian)
Unlike the other three, Hyde, Mina, and Dorian were taking out men, as they all ran or flew down the streets.
Hyde had thought this would be a fun task, but it turned out to be quite boring. Despite the men having powers, it didn't mean they used them well. Rather, the only injury the brute received was a scar from a man with a big- ass sword. They were more like mosquitoes in summer: never-ending-pain-in- the-arses.
Then again, it had been a long time since Hyde fought or even killed, so he was relieved. Ignoring the meek protests from Jekyll, he roared and slammed a fallen brick into the face of a man. It didn't matter who were bystanders or who were soldiers.
Dorian was doing pretty damn well himself, connecting neat slashes with the bodies of men. A man turned werewolf was instantly killed when the immortal plunged the silver sword right into its heart. A man coming up behind Dorian soon met his end when the immortal tore out his sword out from the wolf and jammed it right into his stomach.
Mina patrolled the skies, sinking her fangs into unaware men. She already slew about fourteen men, and to tell the truth, was getting kind of full. One man looked up from his post to see what the noise was. He never knew, as the vampire drank his blood.
Hyde felt himself slightly fatigue. He soon remembered he had only 15 more minutes left. Huh, luckily Henry had enough 'courage' to bring another potion. The coward had gone through a great deal of stress wondering if he should bring more. Despite the doctor probably being smart enough to create him, he sure was stupid when it came to battle.
{Edward look out!} cried Jekyll, forcing the brute to look up. A man, who looked no more than 37, with a girl who was 19, stood in front of Hyde, stopping the brute in his tracks. Luckily, Dorian and Mina had finished with all the men, and came in next to Hyde.
"Well, I see you have succeeded in destroying my men here. Good job," said the man in a dry, sarcastic voice as he brought his hands up and began to clap. Mockingly.
Both beasts began to growl darkly, as Dorian walked up. "And I presume you are Richard Morse, correct?"
The man looked and grinned. He actually looked quite handsome; almost like Dorian. He had long blonde hair that went down to his shoulders; liquid emerald eyes gleamed brightly in the dark. His tan skin was dimmed by his black suit, which resembled Jekyll's style of clothing.
The girl kept her head down, but she looked extremely pretty for her age. She was small, with long black hair that went to her elbows; when she did look up, she showed dark black eyes that seemed almost blank; dreamy, mysterious, but like she looked and saw nothing. A strange small smile was on her lips, which matched her pale skin.
She wore clothes that were pretty skimpy, especially in September. She had a black dress that showed her arms and only went down to her knees. Knee- high black boots covered the rest of her legs, and around her neck was a small black collar.
"Correct. And you must be the League. Dorian Gray, Wilhelmina Harker, and Edward Hyde, with Henry Jekyll?"
Mina stared at Hyde before looking back at the man and nodding slowly.
"Well, I must admit, I never thought to meet such a lovely vampire. You remind me of Edie. Did she agree in signing up with the group?"
Again, Mina nodded.
"Hmm, well, she's as predictable as me. Oh, and I suppose you'd like to meet this girl here. Willow."
Hyde was getting pissed. Here they were to capture him and yet he was talking like it was a Saturday afternoon! He snarled, and reached over, despite all the protests of Henry.
The man grinned, and looked over to Willow. The girl looked up and her eyes began to glow an immense gold; her smiled was wiped off, while she stared intently at Hyde.
He scoffed, then began to walk forward; only, he didn't move.
{Henry, release me! I won't hurt the girl.too much.}
{It's not me! It's the girl! She's somehow stopped you in your tracks!}
{Oh shi-}
He was cut off from his conversation when Morse reached over and slammed his hand only Hyde's. Dorian and Mina started forward, but the same happened to them. Their eyes widened, as they tried unsuccessfully to lift their feet. The girl had now her contact on those two.
Hyde soon began to feel weak. His energy was being drained from him. Soon, immense pain like torture welled up in him. He could not stop himself from roaring out loud. Inside, Jekyll cried in pain. All the while, Morse laughed.
"I took the mutation as well. I, as you can see, received the ability to absorb powers and drain people of their energy. Like it?"
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(Nemo, Allan, and some crew)
Nemo and Allan, with some of the crew, had better luck. They were taking out men easily, despite their powers hitting them and having some casualties with the crewmates.
The captain fought in an almost rhythmic pattern, like kick, stab, punch, kick stab, punch. Allan, on the other hand, fired bullets, taking a man down with only one hit.
Allan looked up. A man from up top came over him, trying to slam the hunter into the ground. However, Allan wasn't called the Great White Hunter for being slow. Taking a knife he hid at his side, he plunged it into the man's leg, soon slicing the other leg. Leaving the man to his screams, he ran over to Nemo, who had just finished off a man with wings on his back.
"I think that's the last of th-" he was soon cut off from a scream behind him. He turned, to see little girl crouching over another who looked no more than 18. He could see tears streaming down her eyes, as the 18-year- old lay at her knees, not breathing.
Nemo and the hunter ran for aid, the captain giving a signal for his crew to keep an eye out and stay.
"Here now, girl! We won't hurt you," said Allan in soothing tones. However, the young girl, who couldn't have been more than 7, stared up at him with a horrified look in her small eyes. She then got to her feet and began to run in the direction of the festival.
The hunter cursed, as both he and Nemo began to run after her, the loyal crew following their captain behind.
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No, the girl will not be so important to the story! I mean, sure, she might be on the Nautilus, with Skinner trying to keep her happy, but, she could not have been in here! Okay, to make sure, once again, the little girl is not a Mary-Sue!