Hello my freaky darlings!! Here's Chapter 3. Sorry for taking so long. I've been in Writer's Block Hell, and have been in a state of depression. But I'm okay now! So read and review, pretty please.
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The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen: The Next Chapter.
Part 3.
"Man fears time. Time fears only the Pyramids."
Arabic proverb.
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FAIRFEILD, CT
ON ROUTE TO B.P.R.D HQ
SEPTEMBER 30, 2055
The limousine drove down the lonely stretch of road. Inside sat the famed 'Name
the Exterminator', Katherine Spocks, and her recruiter, Ian Cutler. As the limmo drove, Kat sat quietly, thinking about what she was getting herself into. Although saving the world was her business as a young woman, she was now a wizened, white-haird old woman of 68, why had she gotten involved in something that was much better suited for the younger hero's of the day? She mentally kicked herself.
'Isn't the answer obvious, stupid?' she told herself. After nearly 50 freaking years, she was still holding on to that old wound. A wound who's name she wished she would forget.
"Ms. Spocks, we're here." Cutler said, breaking Kats' silent musings. She looked out the window, to see a large, almost gothic looking building. The limmo stopped outside the main gates. Cutler got out and went around to open Kats' door. She accepted his gentlemanly curtsey. He walked over to the left-hand gate post. A panel opened, revealing a optical scanning device. Cutler stick his head into the device, which scanned his retina and iris, confirming his identity as an agent of the B.P.R.D. The gates opened as they got back into the limmo, and they entered the grounds and then the building.
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INSIDE B.P.R.D HQ
DAMEN LUCIEN'S OFFICE
Damen Lucien was busy looking through some paper work for the next few days. He had
taken a huge chance in reforming the LXG, but it was a risk he wanted to take. From the time he was a boy during the Vietnam War, he had heard about the so-called 'League of Extraordinary Gentlemen' from his then mentor, Professor Broom. Those stories stayed with him for the rest of his life. This was sort of a boyhood fantasy for him, putting a team together and saving the world, which although he had done on previous occasions in his youth, he was never really in charge of the situation. Now was his time to call the shots, give the orders, and have the satisfaction of doing something right.
"Mr. Lucien?" his loudspeaker said.
"Yes, Dobson?" Lucien said back.
"Mr. Cutler has returned. He's brining the first recruit down now."
"Very good. Thank you, Dobson." Lucien sat back. He had been very meticulous in choosing his team members. Some were famous, or infamous, or just not now to the general public. He took out the dossier files and read through them again. He read Kats':
Name: Katherine 'Kat' Spocks.
Age: 68
Gender: Female
D.O.B: March 23, 1987.
ABBL: Super human strength, speed and accuracy. Master marksmen. Martial artist. Specialty skills include the extermination of supernatural forces.
Damen put the file down and exhaled with a sigh. He new Kat very well from his agent days. They had worked together on several occasions before. Those were good times. They had grown fond of each other, so much in fact, that they referred to each other as siblings. They acted similar enough to fool anyone. He snapped out of his walk down memory lane with a knocking at the door. He regained his composer and called for their entry.
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INSIDE B.P.R.D HQ
MAIN HALL
Kat had seen the inside of the building before. It brought a feeling of nostalgia to her
throat. She remembered the first day she set foot inside. She had been so nervous. She was personally recommended by her master, William Reinquest, to assist a mission concerning the end of the world. That was back in 2005, luckily she had graduated from school not that long ago, so she could stop making excuses for her extensive absences. She snapped out of her thoughts and tried to get back to the present. She and Cutler were now inside an building with an almost warehouse looking interior, standing in the middle of the room on a platform with the B.P.R.D logo on it. A man sat behind a desk, looking over some monitor screens. He looked up, stood and greeted them.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Cutler. Working today?" the man asked.
"Yes and no, Dobson. I'm bringing in a new recruit for the bosses new project." Dobson nodded. "Let Mr. Lucien know we're coming down."
"Yes, sir." with that he pushed a button on his desk and spoke into the intercom. "Mr. Lucien?" he said.
"Yes, Dobson?" Lucien said back.
"Mr. Cutler has returned. He's brining the first recruit down now."
"Very good. Thank you, Dobson." Dobson then pressed another button and the platform that Kat and Cutler were standing on began to descend into the levels below. Kat relaxed and began humming the tune of 'The Time Warp'. When the platform reached the bottom, Cutler opened a large steel door by turning a series of knobs and levers. It opened and they went inside. They walked down a large corridor. There were many doors here, many of which even Kat had never been in before. They reached the end of the hall.
"I must now take my leave of you, Ms. Spocks. Mr. Lucien want's to speak with you alone." Kat nodded. She opened the door. Inside was large, library looking room, with two levels to it. On one side, there were glass walls that showed into a large tank of water, no doubt a swimming area or something. Many items filled the walls the spacious room, religous symbols, ancient Mayan potery, certain items even she couldn't identify. Then she looked to a part of the room that was almost shrowded in shadows. Only the smoke of a fine cigar could be seen. Kat laughed.
"You haven't changed the decor much. I thought for sure you would've put old t.v's in every square inch of the place." Damen stood up, laughing quietly.
"It's good to know you're sense of humor is just as sharp as when you were seventeen."
"Well, y'know I'm not a big fan of change. I'm still not used to you having a normal name." She paused for a moment. "Hellboy." Damen, Hellboy, shrugged.
"Hey, when I became the boss here, I had to get a normal name. It was that or sign everything, 'Mr. Hellboy'. So I though 'Damen Lucien' sounded appropriate." They both laughed. Though they hadn't seen each other in nearly 30 years, neither had changed enough for you to tell. Then the intercom beeped again.
"Yes, Dobson?"
"Sir, three more recruit's just arrived."
"Send them down."
"Yes, sir."
After waiting for not very long, two men and a young girl walked into the room. The men both looked middle-aged. One was wearing a casual brown suit, a plaid tie, and glasses. He looked about 40 or so, but his aroua was telling Kat that he was much older, and something about him seemed not quite human. The other man looked a little younger than the other, and he had an almost ethnic look to him. He wore a black suit, without a tie. He to felt old by what his aroua was telling Kat, but he was definitely younger than the one with glasses.
The girl looked no more than 14 or so. She had black shoulder length hair, covered by an orange bandanna. She wore a red T-shirt, jeans, purple sneakers, and fingerless gloves. Kat looked at them with some sceptiseim.
"Are these the recruits?" Hellboy nodded. The man with glasses was the first to approach Kat.
"Though I can't speak for any of my colleague's, I suggest you don't underestimate me. I'm not all that I seem." he said, his voice ringing with a scence of certainty. That voice, that quote, seemed to trigger a memory in Kats' old mind. She knew him from some where, before. She let that go for the time being. She had the world to save. Hellboy directed them all to the desk.
"Everyone, we better get down to business. There's alot to be done." They all followed, each taking a chair to sit in. He then gave the introductions.
"Name the Exterminator..." he said, making sure to use her code-name."...this is Mason Montgomery." he nodded to the man with glasses. "This is Adrian Monk." the man in black. "And this is Son Pan." the girl. Kat nodded to each of them respectfully. Hellboy then got on to the matter.
"As my assistant informed you all before, we have a global crisis on our hands." He typed something into his computer. Then he turned the monitor around for them to see. "You've read the news. Villages in New Guinea are being ransacked by animal-like creature's. They sometimes steal healthy young women and children for purposes I hope to God I'm not right about." They all leaned in closer. "These creatures are all the work of one man, whom we've identified as one Doctor Victor Moroue. He was tried and convicted for illegal gene-splicing experiments about 10 years ago. He was sent to the maximum security prison on Doramae Island. We thought that was the only place where he had no accuses to any of his experimentation's." he paused and took a breath.
"We were wrong."
Everyone was very intrigued at this point. Hellboy continued.
"Over a period of five years, inmates began to disappear. There were no signs of escape, and there was no where else they could have gone, because the only other features are a small beach and a narrow cove." he indicated on the monitor with a laser pointer. "The only possible explanation was that they were still in the prison, just hiding some where. They never thought to look in the basement until there was a black-out." He shook his head solemnly, pitying the ignorance of the guards. "What the guards found was a desecration of humanity. All the missing inmates were being used as guinea pigs in Moroue's twisted game. Some how the Doctor had some of his equipment smuggled into the prison by some people who were just as fuity as him. Because he such a model prisoner, he was allowed to go anywhere in the prison or on the grounds as he pleased.
"That explains his use of the basement without suspicion." said Adrian.
"Quite right, Mr. Monk." Hellboy regarded him. "And with all that free time on his hands,
Moroue was able to discover an old secret about the prison." Another pause. "You all remember the air-ships used in WWIII." All nodded. "Doramae is the rumored Project Phoenix." Kats eyes widened with startled amazement. She had heard of the Experiment Phoenix, but thought it impossible to do, since lifting a whole island was a feat that the currant technology couldn't accomplish. She looked to the other members, and say that Mr. Montgomery was smiling. Before she could ask why, he spoke up.
"Don't look so surprised, Ms. Name. I know about Project Phoenix because I was one who built it." Everyone but Hellboy looked at Mason with shock. He just laughed. "I was a munitions advisor for the American Army in the war. They needed a weapon that could over take the Iraqi forces, and my creation was the answer."
"But you barely got a chance to use it, right?" the girl, Pan finally spoke. "I heard from my dad that Project Phoenix was only seen in action once, and that was near to the end of the war."
"Your father? Was his name Son Gohan by any chance?" Mason asked Pan. She nodded. "Smart fellow. A little clueless sometimes, but smart. And yes, it was only once. But that one time was enough to change the course of the war in our favor, right?" Pan nodded.
"So, every one on the same track here, or have I lost you?" Hellboy asked them all.
Every one pretty much got the idea: Crazy guy makes mutant animal things. Hijacks still powerful flying fortress that was turned into a prison after WWIII. Is going to turn the world population into mutants unless the new League of Extraordinary Gentlemen stop him. That's pretty much it.
"Well, you know I'm on board. Who else?" Kat asked the others. Mason stood up.
"I'm in. Any chance to see my technological prowess in action is well accepted." Pan stood.
"Count me in, Mr. Lucien. Grandpa says this experience will be good for my training." Adrian hesitated, then stood.
"I'm only doing this because you promised me a cure. And if possible, I'll be as much help as I can be." he said in an unsure voice.
Hellboy smiled.
"All right then. You still need to pick up three more recruits on your way. I would have, but these three are extremely hard to locate or persuade. That's something you four can do without me." They all laughed. As the new League prepared to leave the room, Hellboy stopped Kat before she could leave. Kat was curious.
"I thought you might want this for the trip." Hellboy told her before handing her a long
wooden box. She opened the box, and gasped when she saw what was inside.
It was on old Winchester rifle. The wood was all black and the fixtures were all silver. Carved in the wood were holy symbols of protection. Ideal for killing unholy monsters with. Kat could only say one word.
"Rafael."
Hellboy smiled at his old friends happieness. "I knew you'd be happy to see it again."
All Kat could do was gaze at Hellboy before pulling into a thankfull hug. She parted only because she had to catch up with the others. Hellboy never took his eyes off her as she ran down the hall at full speed, sceraming at the others as she went.
"Hey, you little wipper-snapper's! Wait for your elder!!!"
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Whew! What a long chapter, huh? Took me this long to write it, too. Hope it was worth the wait for you all. Stay tuned for Chapter 4! Hope to see you their. If any one has any questions, just e-mail me. TTFN, ta ta for now!
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The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen: The Next Chapter.
Part 3.
"Man fears time. Time fears only the Pyramids."
Arabic proverb.
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FAIRFEILD, CT
ON ROUTE TO B.P.R.D HQ
SEPTEMBER 30, 2055
The limousine drove down the lonely stretch of road. Inside sat the famed 'Name
the Exterminator', Katherine Spocks, and her recruiter, Ian Cutler. As the limmo drove, Kat sat quietly, thinking about what she was getting herself into. Although saving the world was her business as a young woman, she was now a wizened, white-haird old woman of 68, why had she gotten involved in something that was much better suited for the younger hero's of the day? She mentally kicked herself.
'Isn't the answer obvious, stupid?' she told herself. After nearly 50 freaking years, she was still holding on to that old wound. A wound who's name she wished she would forget.
"Ms. Spocks, we're here." Cutler said, breaking Kats' silent musings. She looked out the window, to see a large, almost gothic looking building. The limmo stopped outside the main gates. Cutler got out and went around to open Kats' door. She accepted his gentlemanly curtsey. He walked over to the left-hand gate post. A panel opened, revealing a optical scanning device. Cutler stick his head into the device, which scanned his retina and iris, confirming his identity as an agent of the B.P.R.D. The gates opened as they got back into the limmo, and they entered the grounds and then the building.
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INSIDE B.P.R.D HQ
DAMEN LUCIEN'S OFFICE
Damen Lucien was busy looking through some paper work for the next few days. He had
taken a huge chance in reforming the LXG, but it was a risk he wanted to take. From the time he was a boy during the Vietnam War, he had heard about the so-called 'League of Extraordinary Gentlemen' from his then mentor, Professor Broom. Those stories stayed with him for the rest of his life. This was sort of a boyhood fantasy for him, putting a team together and saving the world, which although he had done on previous occasions in his youth, he was never really in charge of the situation. Now was his time to call the shots, give the orders, and have the satisfaction of doing something right.
"Mr. Lucien?" his loudspeaker said.
"Yes, Dobson?" Lucien said back.
"Mr. Cutler has returned. He's brining the first recruit down now."
"Very good. Thank you, Dobson." Lucien sat back. He had been very meticulous in choosing his team members. Some were famous, or infamous, or just not now to the general public. He took out the dossier files and read through them again. He read Kats':
Name: Katherine 'Kat' Spocks.
Age: 68
Gender: Female
D.O.B: March 23, 1987.
ABBL: Super human strength, speed and accuracy. Master marksmen. Martial artist. Specialty skills include the extermination of supernatural forces.
Damen put the file down and exhaled with a sigh. He new Kat very well from his agent days. They had worked together on several occasions before. Those were good times. They had grown fond of each other, so much in fact, that they referred to each other as siblings. They acted similar enough to fool anyone. He snapped out of his walk down memory lane with a knocking at the door. He regained his composer and called for their entry.
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INSIDE B.P.R.D HQ
MAIN HALL
Kat had seen the inside of the building before. It brought a feeling of nostalgia to her
throat. She remembered the first day she set foot inside. She had been so nervous. She was personally recommended by her master, William Reinquest, to assist a mission concerning the end of the world. That was back in 2005, luckily she had graduated from school not that long ago, so she could stop making excuses for her extensive absences. She snapped out of her thoughts and tried to get back to the present. She and Cutler were now inside an building with an almost warehouse looking interior, standing in the middle of the room on a platform with the B.P.R.D logo on it. A man sat behind a desk, looking over some monitor screens. He looked up, stood and greeted them.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Cutler. Working today?" the man asked.
"Yes and no, Dobson. I'm bringing in a new recruit for the bosses new project." Dobson nodded. "Let Mr. Lucien know we're coming down."
"Yes, sir." with that he pushed a button on his desk and spoke into the intercom. "Mr. Lucien?" he said.
"Yes, Dobson?" Lucien said back.
"Mr. Cutler has returned. He's brining the first recruit down now."
"Very good. Thank you, Dobson." Dobson then pressed another button and the platform that Kat and Cutler were standing on began to descend into the levels below. Kat relaxed and began humming the tune of 'The Time Warp'. When the platform reached the bottom, Cutler opened a large steel door by turning a series of knobs and levers. It opened and they went inside. They walked down a large corridor. There were many doors here, many of which even Kat had never been in before. They reached the end of the hall.
"I must now take my leave of you, Ms. Spocks. Mr. Lucien want's to speak with you alone." Kat nodded. She opened the door. Inside was large, library looking room, with two levels to it. On one side, there were glass walls that showed into a large tank of water, no doubt a swimming area or something. Many items filled the walls the spacious room, religous symbols, ancient Mayan potery, certain items even she couldn't identify. Then she looked to a part of the room that was almost shrowded in shadows. Only the smoke of a fine cigar could be seen. Kat laughed.
"You haven't changed the decor much. I thought for sure you would've put old t.v's in every square inch of the place." Damen stood up, laughing quietly.
"It's good to know you're sense of humor is just as sharp as when you were seventeen."
"Well, y'know I'm not a big fan of change. I'm still not used to you having a normal name." She paused for a moment. "Hellboy." Damen, Hellboy, shrugged.
"Hey, when I became the boss here, I had to get a normal name. It was that or sign everything, 'Mr. Hellboy'. So I though 'Damen Lucien' sounded appropriate." They both laughed. Though they hadn't seen each other in nearly 30 years, neither had changed enough for you to tell. Then the intercom beeped again.
"Yes, Dobson?"
"Sir, three more recruit's just arrived."
"Send them down."
"Yes, sir."
After waiting for not very long, two men and a young girl walked into the room. The men both looked middle-aged. One was wearing a casual brown suit, a plaid tie, and glasses. He looked about 40 or so, but his aroua was telling Kat that he was much older, and something about him seemed not quite human. The other man looked a little younger than the other, and he had an almost ethnic look to him. He wore a black suit, without a tie. He to felt old by what his aroua was telling Kat, but he was definitely younger than the one with glasses.
The girl looked no more than 14 or so. She had black shoulder length hair, covered by an orange bandanna. She wore a red T-shirt, jeans, purple sneakers, and fingerless gloves. Kat looked at them with some sceptiseim.
"Are these the recruits?" Hellboy nodded. The man with glasses was the first to approach Kat.
"Though I can't speak for any of my colleague's, I suggest you don't underestimate me. I'm not all that I seem." he said, his voice ringing with a scence of certainty. That voice, that quote, seemed to trigger a memory in Kats' old mind. She knew him from some where, before. She let that go for the time being. She had the world to save. Hellboy directed them all to the desk.
"Everyone, we better get down to business. There's alot to be done." They all followed, each taking a chair to sit in. He then gave the introductions.
"Name the Exterminator..." he said, making sure to use her code-name."...this is Mason Montgomery." he nodded to the man with glasses. "This is Adrian Monk." the man in black. "And this is Son Pan." the girl. Kat nodded to each of them respectfully. Hellboy then got on to the matter.
"As my assistant informed you all before, we have a global crisis on our hands." He typed something into his computer. Then he turned the monitor around for them to see. "You've read the news. Villages in New Guinea are being ransacked by animal-like creature's. They sometimes steal healthy young women and children for purposes I hope to God I'm not right about." They all leaned in closer. "These creatures are all the work of one man, whom we've identified as one Doctor Victor Moroue. He was tried and convicted for illegal gene-splicing experiments about 10 years ago. He was sent to the maximum security prison on Doramae Island. We thought that was the only place where he had no accuses to any of his experimentation's." he paused and took a breath.
"We were wrong."
Everyone was very intrigued at this point. Hellboy continued.
"Over a period of five years, inmates began to disappear. There were no signs of escape, and there was no where else they could have gone, because the only other features are a small beach and a narrow cove." he indicated on the monitor with a laser pointer. "The only possible explanation was that they were still in the prison, just hiding some where. They never thought to look in the basement until there was a black-out." He shook his head solemnly, pitying the ignorance of the guards. "What the guards found was a desecration of humanity. All the missing inmates were being used as guinea pigs in Moroue's twisted game. Some how the Doctor had some of his equipment smuggled into the prison by some people who were just as fuity as him. Because he such a model prisoner, he was allowed to go anywhere in the prison or on the grounds as he pleased.
"That explains his use of the basement without suspicion." said Adrian.
"Quite right, Mr. Monk." Hellboy regarded him. "And with all that free time on his hands,
Moroue was able to discover an old secret about the prison." Another pause. "You all remember the air-ships used in WWIII." All nodded. "Doramae is the rumored Project Phoenix." Kats eyes widened with startled amazement. She had heard of the Experiment Phoenix, but thought it impossible to do, since lifting a whole island was a feat that the currant technology couldn't accomplish. She looked to the other members, and say that Mr. Montgomery was smiling. Before she could ask why, he spoke up.
"Don't look so surprised, Ms. Name. I know about Project Phoenix because I was one who built it." Everyone but Hellboy looked at Mason with shock. He just laughed. "I was a munitions advisor for the American Army in the war. They needed a weapon that could over take the Iraqi forces, and my creation was the answer."
"But you barely got a chance to use it, right?" the girl, Pan finally spoke. "I heard from my dad that Project Phoenix was only seen in action once, and that was near to the end of the war."
"Your father? Was his name Son Gohan by any chance?" Mason asked Pan. She nodded. "Smart fellow. A little clueless sometimes, but smart. And yes, it was only once. But that one time was enough to change the course of the war in our favor, right?" Pan nodded.
"So, every one on the same track here, or have I lost you?" Hellboy asked them all.
Every one pretty much got the idea: Crazy guy makes mutant animal things. Hijacks still powerful flying fortress that was turned into a prison after WWIII. Is going to turn the world population into mutants unless the new League of Extraordinary Gentlemen stop him. That's pretty much it.
"Well, you know I'm on board. Who else?" Kat asked the others. Mason stood up.
"I'm in. Any chance to see my technological prowess in action is well accepted." Pan stood.
"Count me in, Mr. Lucien. Grandpa says this experience will be good for my training." Adrian hesitated, then stood.
"I'm only doing this because you promised me a cure. And if possible, I'll be as much help as I can be." he said in an unsure voice.
Hellboy smiled.
"All right then. You still need to pick up three more recruits on your way. I would have, but these three are extremely hard to locate or persuade. That's something you four can do without me." They all laughed. As the new League prepared to leave the room, Hellboy stopped Kat before she could leave. Kat was curious.
"I thought you might want this for the trip." Hellboy told her before handing her a long
wooden box. She opened the box, and gasped when she saw what was inside.
It was on old Winchester rifle. The wood was all black and the fixtures were all silver. Carved in the wood were holy symbols of protection. Ideal for killing unholy monsters with. Kat could only say one word.
"Rafael."
Hellboy smiled at his old friends happieness. "I knew you'd be happy to see it again."
All Kat could do was gaze at Hellboy before pulling into a thankfull hug. She parted only because she had to catch up with the others. Hellboy never took his eyes off her as she ran down the hall at full speed, sceraming at the others as she went.
"Hey, you little wipper-snapper's! Wait for your elder!!!"
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Whew! What a long chapter, huh? Took me this long to write it, too. Hope it was worth the wait for you all. Stay tuned for Chapter 4! Hope to see you their. If any one has any questions, just e-mail me. TTFN, ta ta for now!