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The League dismounted and adopted a familiar battle stance. Skinner removed his clothing and wiped away the paint from his face. Sawyer handed him a gun and a few magazines.

'Just point and shoot. Point and shoot.' He repeated to himself.

Dorian tightened his grip on his cane that he thought it might break. Tom stood fiddling with his gun until Allan put his hand on the barrel to stop him. They all looked towards the dust cloud racing towards them. Suddenly they heard a yell breaking the thunder of hooves.

'Halt!'

The army stopped and as the dust settled they saw the army was still in the perfect rows.

'This is gonna be tough.' Alexander murmured to himself.

The silver figure who they assumed to be Jocelyn dismounted. She removed her silver helmet and let her now black hair tumble down her back. She removed her gauntlets and placed them in her saddle bags.

'What do you think you are doing?' hissed George Moriarty.

'Showing them I'm not scared.' Jocelyn answered looking at him with her crimson eyes.

'Oh.'

She removed the amour from her legs and placed it with the rest.

'What is she doing?' asked Nemo

'I have no idea.' Said Quatermain truthfully.

'Hey you're a girl Mina. What's she doin'?' verbalized Skinner.

Mina growled at him, 'I think she is showing that she is not afraid.'

All the men looked stumped.

Jocelyn slapped her horse's flanks sending it off into the direction they came from. Turning she ordered the rest of her men to follow suit. All except Moriarty and a tall man with mouse brown hair complied. She beckoned her to him. Everyone watched as he nervously made his way to her. She made him stand a good five meters from her. Then she took aim and fired two shots into his head. As he fell to the ground the army surged forward the raven haired girl leading them.

'Oh god.' Muttered Jekyll.

'What have we created?' asked Allan disbelievingly.

'She is all of you, remember that. So think of your weaknesses. They will apply to her.' Said Alexander.

They each thought of their weaknesses.

'Well we can't give her liquor.' Answered Skinner.

'Nor blood.' Agreed Mina.

'Right. No one attack Joss just kill the others.' Ordered Dorian.

The others agreed and they ran forward to meet the army. Jocelyn ran straight for Alexander. Their swords clashed and so began a fight filled with horror, loyalty and love. Alexander didn't want to strike Jocelyn but she was too good and he was facing a premature death if he didn't try. So throwing all cares aside he pressed forward. Nemo and Dorian began their usual practice of slashing for all they were worth. Tom and Quatermain stood back to back fired and reloading faster than you could see. Mina moved swiftly between the ranks sucking men dry and leaving their bloodied bodies on the plain. Skinner was wandering round and the only clue to his presence was a random gun shot and a man wounded in a strange place. Jekyll had transformed into Hyde and was chasing men that was frightened of him. The man who was incompliant at the beginning was now having his body trampled into the dust. Jocelyn left Alexander to go and find the medic on their side to get some water. George Moriarty dismounted and walked towards his son.

'Alexander,' he boomed, 'I'm very disappointed in you.'

'You're despicable.' Alexander spat. They lunged at each other. Jocelyn stopped pouring water down her parched throat and watched the battle unfold. Suddenly she felt something inside her change. She looked at the bracelet on her wrist. Touching it she felt her hair change back to its copper ringlets and her eyes softened back to brown. Pulling out her gun she shot the medic and then turned her wrath on the rest of the army. Mina noticed it.

'Dorian, Jocelyn.' She screamed.

He swung his head round dark locks obscuring his vision. He saw her fighting alongside them and smiled. Unexpectedly a young soldier sent a round of bullets into Dorian's chest. He turned to the boy and plunged his sword into the boy's stomach.

'What are you?' he asked.

'Complicated.' Dorian answered savoring the memories before raging back into battle.

Jocelyn stopped as she kill the last unoccupied soldier. Looking across the battle she saw the League giving all they worth. Then she saw Alexander. She ran over but as she neared them and was only 20 yards off. She saw something that made her blood run cold. George Moriarty drew back his sword and plunged it into his son.

'NO!' she screamed.

He looked at her as she ran forward and knelt next to the corpse.

'Please don't be dead. Alex come back, please. I love you.'

She stood and turned to the older man who's sweaty red face was full of malice.

'You.' She hissed.

Jocelyn raised her sword and clashed theirs together. She fought with all her might. Their blade smashing together again and again. Her arms began to tire and she struggled to life her blade. The rest of the League had finished of the army and were watching the battle. Dorian began to run forward as he saw his 'daughter' begin to flag. Suddenly a shot was heard and everything went silent. Jocelyn reeled back her hand on her stomach. Looking down she saw red blood run out of a hole in her corset. Opposite her George Moriarty began to laugh.

'You can never stop me.'

'Think again.' Jocelyn whispered.

She drew her gun and leveling it at the space between his eyes she pulled the trigger and watched the body fall. She felt her knees given way. And as she fell back Dorian caught her and they sank to the ground together; her head on his lap. Blood leaked out of the corner of her mouth. The League rushed to form a circle round them.

'My god.' Murmured Mina.

'Help her,' Dorian said to Henry, 'Help her please.'

'There's nothing I can do.'

Dorian pulled her closer.

'Hold on Joss please hold on a bit longer we're going to save you.'

She looked up to him her pallid face shining with sweat. She tried to smile but the shot had stripped her of energy. She saw images of Johnathon laughing and her time before the League. Then she thought of her new family.

'It's too late,' she whispered, 'Please forgive me.'

She coughed and blood was splattered down Dorian's front.

'I...love...you....papa.' she gasped and then her body fell limp in his arms.

Dorian lifted her body close and let the sobs rack his body.

A/N: This is the end. unless you review to tell me to write an epilogue.

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