Dracula! We're all going to die! MGM
The League of Extradinary Gentlemen has been hero-napped! The place they are at doesn't look at all friendly. Worst of all the beyond notorious, grotesque, and psycho Dracula is there, but is not chained to the wall like the League is. Oh no, he's going to be doing the honors of helping performing the T.T.K. (Testing, Torturing, and Killing)
Dracula came out of the shadows and to the table in the center of the room. He opened his mouth to speak but something else interrupted him. They heard load thumps that matched the rhythm of footsteps. It was coming from a hallway to the League's left. Then without warning a deep, irritated, with a hint of growl, loudly echoed and pulsed through the room.
"Draculaaaaaaaaa! What have you done with my D.T. kit?"
The shadow of Dracula cringed at acknowledgement of this great thundering beast that was stomped his way down the hallway, coming closer to the lab. The great beast soon stepped into the room. He was 7 feet tall and had what looked like two big screws coming out of the sides of his neck. It could only be one person, Dr. Frankenstein!
"It's here on your table Doctor." Yelled Dracula from what sounded from the opposite side of the room.
"It better be, for your sake Count!" Yelled Frankenstein.
The great beast moved towards a table towards the left-center of the room. On the table sat a large looking briefcase. Frankenstein opened the briefcase to reveal lots of knives, pokers, and lots of other things that didn't look like silverware or any kitchen utensil for that matter. What ever they were they weren't used for eating or making soup with. Frankenstein took out a long piece of metal with a knife at the end along with a small rectangle stone and began to sharpen it.
"Looks like a miniature spear." Said to Skinner to Tom who was left.
A chuckle came from the tired face of Tom Sawyer. They were all tired and they all hurt. The shackles squeezed and cut their wrists and ankles if they moved them too much. Blood was having a hard time getting to the figure tips. Their arms and heads ached.
Tom said without opening his eyes and in a very low tone, "Jekyll, what do you think they are going to do to us?"
Dr. Jekyll looked at Tom then at Frankenstein and said, "It could be any number of things."
Just then they heard a scream that sounded like a howl from the hall to the right. As the steps grew closer the sound of scratches went along with the steps.
Skinner couldn't help but be sarcastic and a bit optimistic and said, " Did someone call a dog?"
This made Dr. Jekyll let out a laugh. But what came to the door way was not something to laugh at. What walked through that door was between 5 and 6 foot tall. It was a hairy creature, it had a long face, and big; knife-like teeth. It had what looked like a doctor's coat on. This creature on the front balls of his feet walked over to the desk to where Frankenstein was sharpening his instruments.
"Where've you been?" hissed Dracula
Turning his head the creature answered in a growl, "I've been taking care of some pressing business."
"And what was so important that you couldn't be there to assist in the shanghai of the League." Hissed Dracula
"That's enough! Ulric has been taking care of munitions customers. Now shut up and get to work." Commanded Frankenstein.
"Well it seems like we going to have a rough night people. Looks like we're going to be mauled, bitten, beaten, poked and who knows what else." Said Skinner