Disclaimer:- I don't own Tom Sawyer, Mina Hawker, Skinner, Captain Nemo, Dr. Jekyll, Mr. Hyde or anything else used in the fic, except Smith and Mr. Big. And, in this part, we will finally find out just who Mr. Big is. So please, read it then leave a review.
Roz:- Woah, having an Agent Smith moment there... glad to see your reviews again, you vanished a while ago...
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The Bodyguard.
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Part Twelve:- This Heart is Cold.
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The world suddenly came back into sharp focus for Dr. Henry Jekyll. He gave a slight groan and tried to move. It was impossible to move very much. Jekyll turned his head slightly, finding himself on his knees, a man's hands pressing down on his shoulders to stop him moving, his hands tied roughly behind his back. To his left was Mina. She too was on her knees, her head thrown back, her eyes looking straight ahead. However, there she had no restraints on her. She was twitching slightly, her pupils diluted. Jekyll turned his head to the right. There was Captain Nemo, still unconsciousness, his hands bound behind his back, a man holding him upright. Past Nemo, Jekyll could just see a floating coat, floating ropes and a man pressing down on something invisible that had to be Skinner.
"Mina?" Dr. Jekyll asked, turning back to the female. His answer was to be hit in the back of his head by the man behind him. Jekyll groaned slightly and dipped his head.
//Okay... they clearly don't want us to talk. Or move. So why are we still alive?\\ Henry Jekyll thought. Deep in his mind Hyde stirred but didn't answer, leaving the Doctor alone with his thoughts. Jekyll had often wished for Hyde to go and leave him alone but now he found the quiet of his mind worrying and not the norm. Jekyll searched in his mind, trying to locate Edward. Hyde growled, but seemed groggy and unable to form sentences.
//What ever they drugged us with... it must have affected both Edward and myself. That's why I'm awake before any of the others. I was only half affected.\\ As Jekyll was thinking this there was a little groan from Skinner and his coat shifted slightly.
"Oww..." Skinner's voice said, floating softly towards Jekyll. "What the hel-" His voice was cut off as the man behind him rammed a gun barrel into the back of his neck. Jekyll gulped as one of the men moved around to face Nemo.
"You. Turban." He snapped. Nemo's head remained bowed, his eyes closed. "I know you are awake and thinking of attacking. Just to warn you. You move and two of your friends will get their heads blown off. No way to save them both... unless you behave." The man said. The click of a gun behind Jekyll's ear told him that he was one of the two and the gun currently pointing at Skinner told him Skinner was the second. Nemo raised his head and stared at the man, his dark eyes boring into the other. He seemed to be committing the man's face to memory, as if to promise that they would meet again. The man looked slightly uncomfortable.
"So... you are awake." A voice said. The man who had been threatening Nemo snapped to attention and moved back to stand behind the captives. The League watched as three men filed in through one of the side doors. The first one was Smith. He stood to the left of the golden throne. The second man who entered was the one who had spoken. He was dressed in a black cloak and sat in the gold chair. The third person was dressed in the same manner as the second, his hood covering his face. As he walked to the right of the throne, Dr. Jekyll's eyes caught the glint of Agent Sawyer's Winchester rifle in the man's hands.
Mr. Big settled himself more comfortably in his throne.
"I see you noticed my little trophy." Mr. Big said, waving his hand in the vague direction of the rifle.
"Where is Agent Sawyer." Skinner snapped, sounding more brave than he felt. A low chuckle came from under Mr. Big's hood.
"What, little sneak thief, no introductions? How... rude. And clearly, you have no wish in finding out what has happened to your Vampire friend." Mr. Big said, his voice sounding lazy. As if puppets on a string the three men of the League turned their heads to look at Mina. She was swaying slightly now, her eyes wide and unseeing.
"What did you do?" Dr. Jekyll asked in horror. Mr. Big snapped his fingers and Smith pulled out a little bottle of white liquid and passed it to his boss.
"A drug." Mr. Big said in a bored tone, idly tossing the bottle from one hand to the other. "It makes the user highly... suggestible." He placed the bottle on the floor as Captain Nemo narrowed his eyes.
"Who are you and what do you want with us?" The Indian asked. Another chuckle answered him as the man pulled off his hood to revel his gold mask and jet black hair. Intelligent blue eyes stared out of the eye holes.
"My name is Mr. Big." He said.
"Hiding behind masks and false names?" Skinner slurred, sounding drunk. A quick glance told Jekyll however that blood was trickling down from the back of his head. Mr. Big nodded.
"It does seem to run in the family..." He said. Dr. Jekyll stared at Mr. Big in puzzlement. "Very well..." Mr. Big said to himself. He slowly reached up and removed the mask from his face. It was a young man who looked back at the League, ice blue eyes, thin lips and a small nose. His black hair hung almost to his eyes. There was something about the shape of the face, however, that reminded Captain Nemo of someone...
"My name is Colonel James Moritay."
"What??" Dr. Jekyll gasped, blood draining from his face. Mr. Big turned his cold eyes on the Doctor.
"I said, my name is Colonel James Moritay. My father... had a deep love of the name James and so named all three of his sons by the same name. My older brother was called Professor James Moritay." Mr. Big leaned back in his throne.
"So... this is all revenge?" Skinner said, focusing on Mr. Big. A snarl came to the Colonel's thin lips.
"You still don't know what any of this is, do you, you fools." Hissed Mr. Big. "This is bigger than simple revenge. This is more important..." He trailed off, lowering his gaze as if in pain. The third man took a step towards Mr. Big as if worried. Then the Colonel lifted his head back up and waved the man away.
"I think I need to teach you all a lesson." He said, nodding at Smith. The Egyptian smiled and ran his tongue over his crooked teeth.
"Now... which of you should die?" Smith said, giving Mr. Big a quick glance. "We can't have you following us around like this, now can we?"
"The Indian maybe?" Mr. Big said in an amused tone. At this threat to his Captain, one of the sailors broke free of his captors and charged blindly at Mr. Big, blind with rage.
"Stop him!" Smith yelled, gesturing at his men with weapons. The man still cloaked was faster though. In one fluid motion he bent down on one knee, bringing the rifle up to eye level. There was a split second pause before the rifle went off, the explosion sounding deafeningly loud in the room. The sailors eyes widened in surprise as he moved his hand to the hole that had suddenly appeared in the middle of his chest. As he stared down at the hole in supreme confusion, thick red blood began to pour from the tiny hole, fighting with itself in its eager to leave though the wound. The sailor half turned towards Nemo then crashed to the floor, dead before he hit the ground. Nemo's eyes burned a dark black and he started to move. Instantly all the guns in the room cocked, all aimed at the League. There was a tense silence, the only sound a fly buzzing.
Sweat rolled down Dr. Jekyll's face as he felt the cool metal of the gun barrel on the back of his neck, the little buzzing sound right in his ear. Then the moment of tension passed as Nemo relaxed slightly. Mr. Big gave a slight nod and the other men lowered their guns.
"I must apologize for my bodyguard." Mr. Big said. "He is very interested in keeping me safe. Risks everything. It is him you can thank for the condition of the Vampire." he paused and put his fingertips together.
"I believe you know him." He added. The Colonel gave a little wave and his bodyguard nodded, first removing the gold mask that obscured his face before slowly pulling his hood back. A tangle of dirty blond locks and two bright green eyes awaited them.
"Surprise." Tom Sawyer said. Dr. Jekyll felt his jaw drop open as he stared at his friend and collage. Mr. Big held out his hand and Tom Sawyer turned to take it, dropping to his knees. Mr. Big smiled, his hand resting on Tom's head, the American bowing his head in total submission.
"You see, this whole thing was all a ruse. Finding Agent Sawyer, his convenient memory loose, then his vanishing act along with his rifle, the real reason for his return being to get that weapon." Mr. Big said, the smile never leaving his face. The Colonel stood up, Tom Sawyer directly behind him and Smith a little way behind him.
"We must be off." Smith told the League. "Sawyer... deal with the Vampire." He added. Skinner tensed as Tom turned back to face the group.
"Mina." He commanded. There was something about the way he spoke that chilled Skinner to the bone. It was as if a stranger was talking though his friend, using the tones Skinner knew so well, but without the warmth that went with it.
"Come here." Tom said. Mina stood up and moved towards Tom. She reached his side and stood there quietly as Tom began to whisper in her ear. Then Colonel Moritay, Smith and Tom Sawyer all left the room. The men who were left suddenly let go of the League member and darted though the other side down.
The only thing that stood between the bound League and Tom Sawyer was Mina, her head lowered. There was a low growl in her throat and she looked up - her eyes pulsing a demonic red.
TBC...
There you have it. Originally I was going to end it later, but leaving it at this point was just too tempting to resist... don't hate me. Please, leave a review.
There really was a Colonel James Moritay in the Sherlock Holmes stories.
~Sethoz
