IT IS HERE! CHAPTER 3! Aren't we all happy now… And as promised, it is longer. Read it and see!
Thankies to my reviewer! I love you! You're a lovely, lovely person.
Marcus Lazarus: Yes, Mina is still here. I can hardly have a League without her. As for who is in this one… Well you're going to have to read to find out!
And I'm introducing a new character… But which one? I'm not telling…. /Evil grin./ I'm evil I know… It makes it more fun if you guess. And once again, it's going to be pretty obvious.
Enough babble! On with the fic!
A League Anew, by Carveus666
Chapter 3 – Assembling the League Part 2
Arron Stackpole was feeling nervous. He had been on a mission collecting information about the 'Brotherhood of Cain', when he had been recalled back to London and told he was to have a special assignment.
In his experience, special assignments were either very dangerous or very tedious. More often than not, the latter. He had been told to come down to this room in the basement. Someone must be playing a joke, all that was down here was the archives… But never the less, he opened the doors and was surprised what he came to see.
A large, well lit room, with high vaulted ceiling, decorated in the period style. Portraits adorned the walls, a large one dominating. It showed five people, four men and a woman. Judging by their costume, it was late Victorian. But everything regular about it ended there. One of the men was obviously Indian, but in finery fit for a prince. Another, well, it was a face, a hat, a pair of dark glasses and a long coat. That was it. The face was white, possibly grease paint. But he didn't have a body.
His attention was drawn away by a slight cough. A long table ran down the centre of the room, with chairs dotted along at regular intervals. And at the head of the table was a woman. She seemed vaguely familiar… But he dismissed it. She had long red hair and was dressed in black trousers and a fitted cream top. She stood up and smiled at him. "Welcome to the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen Mr Stackpole." The woman spoke with a distinct upper class accent. "I am Willamina Harker, but you may call me Mina if you wish."
Arron was confused. "Excuse me, but the League of what?" Someone was definitely playing a joke on him…
Mina smiled a little wider. "The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen. It's called together when the nation, the world, is in peril. And you are the first of its newest generation."
He still looked confused. "I ca assure you Mr Stackpole that this is not a joke. You have been asked to join because of your expertise in the area of intelligence gathering. The League consists of six members. We have to go and collect the other three." She picked up her long coat from the table and began to walk towards the exit.
"Hey! Wait a minute. What about the sixth member?" Arron queried.
Mina turned around and looked at him. "I beg your pardon?"
Arron let out a sigh. "You said that there was six members, and we're going to pick up three. Where's the sixth? I mean there's only the two of us…"
"Oh is there really?" A voice said from no where.
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MWAHAHAHAHAHA! Guess who that is… But you'll have to wait to the next chapter to find out…
I'm evil. I know. If you want the next chapter quickly, review!
I'm also obsessed, I know…
Well, until next time. Tata.
Carveus666