Disclaimer: None of the League here are mine, and Eilidh and Fiona belong
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Feedback: Much appreciated
Crystal: Sorry for not specifying; Harry and Ginny are romantically involved now. The plot may seem scattered, but at the moment I'm trying to more focus on who's being recruited for this new League, and things will start to make a bit more sense after they're all together.
Andrea: Glad you're liking it, and good guess on one member being Lara Croft. However, it was a case of close but no cigar; Lara's not quite my style.
Arieanna: Thanks, I'm glad you like the story so far. Hope the rest of it gets your approval as well.
The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen 2004
March 18th 2004 10:30
They were finally stopping in New York, having been on the move for a good couple of days in the Nautilus. One thing Bond couldn't deny; this ship may not have been the fastest means of transport, but it was still a rapid mover.
Right now, he was going out with Harry to try and track down their fourth member. The Doctor would have joined them, but he was currently working on a couple of features that would improve the speed of some of their cars, on the strict condition that nobody tried to duplicate what he did to them.
They'd driven off in an American- style BMW that had been located near the front of the Nautilus's car bay, and were currently heading for one of the darker areas of New York. The two of them had grabbed a rucksack to carry some of their equipment before they left the submarine, which was currently hiding behind Liberty Island, the Doctor awaiting their call. He'd already practically confirmed a position as captain of the Nautilus, even if Bond was going to be their leader in the field.
"So, who are we after here?" Harry asked, looking over at Bond.
"A woman called Fiona Brand," Bond explained, as he indicated a file in Harry's door pocket. "She was once in the employ of a Doctor Sebastian Caine, who was in charge of a government project to turn things invisible. When he finally managed to crack the code, he used himself as the human test subject, and managed to become invisible."
"Yeah, I see..." Harry said, looking over the file in front of him. "According to this, Caine then became... well, a bit of a pervert, to cut straight to point, spying on several of his colleagues while they made love. His ex and her current lover attempted to kill him, and eventually succeeding, although it took a bit longer than anyone was expecting- the theory is that the subject's cells, not needing to reflect light anymore, were able to regenerate faster. Is that right?"
"Exactly, Harry," Bond replied, as he turned a corner. "Miss Brand was one of the more small-time scientists on the project- responsible for suggestions that led to a couple of pushes forward, but nothing especially major. However, after Mr Caine ended up dead, she became determined to find out what part of the invisibility process had driven him insane, and thus perfect it for general use. She found it, but nobody in the Government was interested in taking it any further."
"Yeah..." Harry said, as he began to read the file again. "She carried out the process on herself, just to prove that it worked, but before she could get to the government, they destroyed the facility, and she barely managed to escape. She could now make herself turn invisible at will, along with the clothes she was wearing when she carried out the experiment on herself, but she also changes when she sneezes, or is bored, among other things." He looked over at Bond. "And we think she's here, James?"
"It's her home," Bond replied simply. "If she's anywhere, it'll be here."
"Good point," Harry said, nodding a little as they continued to drive. "Are we following up any clues here, or are we just going to drive around aimlessly until we find something?"
"We have a fixed pattern to follow," Bond replied. "She's been attacking various assorted small criminals- thieves, that sort of thing- in the same area of New York. All we need to do is get to that area's local crime hotspots, and everything should be easy from there."
"Let me guess, you have that information?" Harry asked casually.
"I have certain contacts in the American Secret Services, yes," Bond replied. He left it at that.
Shrugging, Harry just sat back in his seat and waited. He was curious about both of his new friends, he wouldn't deny that, but they weren't interested in talking to him about themselves just yet, he wouldn't push them.
*****
After a couple of hours of driving, Bond finally parked the car in a rather dirty-looking part of New York.
As Harry got out of the car, he was grateful that he'd been practicing his defence spells recently, as well as his Memory Charms; judging by the looks of this place, he might need to defend himself, and he'd rather not have to use magic in front of muggles without being able to ensure they wouldn't talk about it. His teammates were another matter, of course; they already knew about his abilities, for one thing.
"You sure she'll be here?" he asked Bond, as the spy locked his car and checked the gun concealed under his jacket.
"She should be," Bond replied, as the two of them started to walk along a nearby street. "My contacts say that crooks here are regularly targeted by some unseen force. If that doesn't mean it's an invisible person here, I don't know what does."
Harry simply nodded. Then Bond suddenly stopped and pointed down an alleyway on their left.
"Something's going on down there," he said, indicating the alley. The two of them exchanged glances, and then they ran to each side of the alley, Bond pulling out his gun and Harry his wand just in case.
Peering around their respective corners, the spy and the wizard saw a man walking down the street, with a gun in his hand that he was pointing at a young woman in front of him. It appeared to be a simple case of mugging, but Harry and Bond tensed themselves in case they were needed.
Suddenly, just as the man was about to grab the woman's purse, he suddenly bent over as thought something had hit him in the back of the head. He spun around, as though to confront whatever had hit him, but when nothing was there, he just shrugged and turned back to the woman. Before he could even get a word out, something yanked his gun out of his hand and it struck him in the back of the head, knocking him out cold.
The woman, looking shaken and slightly scared, then stopped for a couple of moments as though she were listening to something. Then she nodded and walked off, still slightly shaken.
Meanwhile, where he lay unconscious on the ground, the man was being tied up by some strips of cloth that were being cut from his shirt with a pen knife. The knife appeared to just be floating in mid air, although it was often left on the man's chest or back while his hands and legs were tied.
Eventually, once his eyes and mouth had been covered by the torn shirt, the knife went back into his pocket. There was a slight glimmer in the air, and suddenly a young woman was standing in the alleyway.
She appeared to be in her mid-twenties, wearing black shoes, dark blue jeans, a denim jacket, and a dark red t-shirt, along with black leather gloves. Her eyes were brown, and she had dark hair, which was red when the light touched it in the correct manner, that reached down to just below her neck.
"Miss Fiona Brand?" Bond asked, slipping his gun back into its holster and stepping out from the shadows, Harry right behind him with his wand back in his pocket.
Startled, Fiona spun around to face the two men, visibly ready to fight if she had to.
"Who are you and how do you know my name?" she asked the two of them, relaxing a little as she spoke.
"My name is Bond, James Bond," he said, holding his hand out to her. She took it and shook it, still feeling slightly on edge, but she appeared more relaxed now to Harry. "This is my colleague, Harry Potter," he said, stepping aside to allow Harry forward. "The British and American governments are recruiting a team of unique men and women to handle a danger to the world, and they wish you to be one of them."
Fiona blinked a little at that statement. Then she nodded.
"Count me in," she said, smiling at the two of them.
Harry blinked; he hadn't been expecting her to react that fast.
Fiona looked over at him, and grinned. "What, not expecting me to agree?"
"More that I wasn't expecting you to agree so quickly," Harry replied.
Fiona shrugged. "After the way Doctor Caine used his invisibility, I just feel like making up for him," she explained, as she walked away with the spy and the wizard towards the car. "So, who else is in this team?" she asked, as she got into the back of the car, leaving Harry and Bond in the front.
"At the moment, only our resident scientist, the Doctor," Harry said to her, before pulling out another file from beside him and looking over it. "Although, according to this, we've got another member in this very city." He glanced over to Bond. "I guess we're picking her up too?"
"Exactly," Bond replied, as he turned the car around a corner and they returned to New York's regular streets. "Fortunately, she'll be a lot easier to find."
AN: In case you're wondering why I've just created my own invisible person BASED on Sebastian Caine instead of using Caine himself, there are two reasons. One; Having only read about 'Hollow Man', I don't know how Caine did, so I can't work out a way he might have survived, if I can think of any. Two; Fiona Brand (Yes, she does exist) asked to be involved in one of my stories, since my writing is known about at school, and I figured here was a s good a place as any to put her.
Feedback: Much appreciated
Crystal: Sorry for not specifying; Harry and Ginny are romantically involved now. The plot may seem scattered, but at the moment I'm trying to more focus on who's being recruited for this new League, and things will start to make a bit more sense after they're all together.
Andrea: Glad you're liking it, and good guess on one member being Lara Croft. However, it was a case of close but no cigar; Lara's not quite my style.
Arieanna: Thanks, I'm glad you like the story so far. Hope the rest of it gets your approval as well.
The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen 2004
March 18th 2004 10:30
They were finally stopping in New York, having been on the move for a good couple of days in the Nautilus. One thing Bond couldn't deny; this ship may not have been the fastest means of transport, but it was still a rapid mover.
Right now, he was going out with Harry to try and track down their fourth member. The Doctor would have joined them, but he was currently working on a couple of features that would improve the speed of some of their cars, on the strict condition that nobody tried to duplicate what he did to them.
They'd driven off in an American- style BMW that had been located near the front of the Nautilus's car bay, and were currently heading for one of the darker areas of New York. The two of them had grabbed a rucksack to carry some of their equipment before they left the submarine, which was currently hiding behind Liberty Island, the Doctor awaiting their call. He'd already practically confirmed a position as captain of the Nautilus, even if Bond was going to be their leader in the field.
"So, who are we after here?" Harry asked, looking over at Bond.
"A woman called Fiona Brand," Bond explained, as he indicated a file in Harry's door pocket. "She was once in the employ of a Doctor Sebastian Caine, who was in charge of a government project to turn things invisible. When he finally managed to crack the code, he used himself as the human test subject, and managed to become invisible."
"Yeah, I see..." Harry said, looking over the file in front of him. "According to this, Caine then became... well, a bit of a pervert, to cut straight to point, spying on several of his colleagues while they made love. His ex and her current lover attempted to kill him, and eventually succeeding, although it took a bit longer than anyone was expecting- the theory is that the subject's cells, not needing to reflect light anymore, were able to regenerate faster. Is that right?"
"Exactly, Harry," Bond replied, as he turned a corner. "Miss Brand was one of the more small-time scientists on the project- responsible for suggestions that led to a couple of pushes forward, but nothing especially major. However, after Mr Caine ended up dead, she became determined to find out what part of the invisibility process had driven him insane, and thus perfect it for general use. She found it, but nobody in the Government was interested in taking it any further."
"Yeah..." Harry said, as he began to read the file again. "She carried out the process on herself, just to prove that it worked, but before she could get to the government, they destroyed the facility, and she barely managed to escape. She could now make herself turn invisible at will, along with the clothes she was wearing when she carried out the experiment on herself, but she also changes when she sneezes, or is bored, among other things." He looked over at Bond. "And we think she's here, James?"
"It's her home," Bond replied simply. "If she's anywhere, it'll be here."
"Good point," Harry said, nodding a little as they continued to drive. "Are we following up any clues here, or are we just going to drive around aimlessly until we find something?"
"We have a fixed pattern to follow," Bond replied. "She's been attacking various assorted small criminals- thieves, that sort of thing- in the same area of New York. All we need to do is get to that area's local crime hotspots, and everything should be easy from there."
"Let me guess, you have that information?" Harry asked casually.
"I have certain contacts in the American Secret Services, yes," Bond replied. He left it at that.
Shrugging, Harry just sat back in his seat and waited. He was curious about both of his new friends, he wouldn't deny that, but they weren't interested in talking to him about themselves just yet, he wouldn't push them.
*****
After a couple of hours of driving, Bond finally parked the car in a rather dirty-looking part of New York.
As Harry got out of the car, he was grateful that he'd been practicing his defence spells recently, as well as his Memory Charms; judging by the looks of this place, he might need to defend himself, and he'd rather not have to use magic in front of muggles without being able to ensure they wouldn't talk about it. His teammates were another matter, of course; they already knew about his abilities, for one thing.
"You sure she'll be here?" he asked Bond, as the spy locked his car and checked the gun concealed under his jacket.
"She should be," Bond replied, as the two of them started to walk along a nearby street. "My contacts say that crooks here are regularly targeted by some unseen force. If that doesn't mean it's an invisible person here, I don't know what does."
Harry simply nodded. Then Bond suddenly stopped and pointed down an alleyway on their left.
"Something's going on down there," he said, indicating the alley. The two of them exchanged glances, and then they ran to each side of the alley, Bond pulling out his gun and Harry his wand just in case.
Peering around their respective corners, the spy and the wizard saw a man walking down the street, with a gun in his hand that he was pointing at a young woman in front of him. It appeared to be a simple case of mugging, but Harry and Bond tensed themselves in case they were needed.
Suddenly, just as the man was about to grab the woman's purse, he suddenly bent over as thought something had hit him in the back of the head. He spun around, as though to confront whatever had hit him, but when nothing was there, he just shrugged and turned back to the woman. Before he could even get a word out, something yanked his gun out of his hand and it struck him in the back of the head, knocking him out cold.
The woman, looking shaken and slightly scared, then stopped for a couple of moments as though she were listening to something. Then she nodded and walked off, still slightly shaken.
Meanwhile, where he lay unconscious on the ground, the man was being tied up by some strips of cloth that were being cut from his shirt with a pen knife. The knife appeared to just be floating in mid air, although it was often left on the man's chest or back while his hands and legs were tied.
Eventually, once his eyes and mouth had been covered by the torn shirt, the knife went back into his pocket. There was a slight glimmer in the air, and suddenly a young woman was standing in the alleyway.
She appeared to be in her mid-twenties, wearing black shoes, dark blue jeans, a denim jacket, and a dark red t-shirt, along with black leather gloves. Her eyes were brown, and she had dark hair, which was red when the light touched it in the correct manner, that reached down to just below her neck.
"Miss Fiona Brand?" Bond asked, slipping his gun back into its holster and stepping out from the shadows, Harry right behind him with his wand back in his pocket.
Startled, Fiona spun around to face the two men, visibly ready to fight if she had to.
"Who are you and how do you know my name?" she asked the two of them, relaxing a little as she spoke.
"My name is Bond, James Bond," he said, holding his hand out to her. She took it and shook it, still feeling slightly on edge, but she appeared more relaxed now to Harry. "This is my colleague, Harry Potter," he said, stepping aside to allow Harry forward. "The British and American governments are recruiting a team of unique men and women to handle a danger to the world, and they wish you to be one of them."
Fiona blinked a little at that statement. Then she nodded.
"Count me in," she said, smiling at the two of them.
Harry blinked; he hadn't been expecting her to react that fast.
Fiona looked over at him, and grinned. "What, not expecting me to agree?"
"More that I wasn't expecting you to agree so quickly," Harry replied.
Fiona shrugged. "After the way Doctor Caine used his invisibility, I just feel like making up for him," she explained, as she walked away with the spy and the wizard towards the car. "So, who else is in this team?" she asked, as she got into the back of the car, leaving Harry and Bond in the front.
"At the moment, only our resident scientist, the Doctor," Harry said to her, before pulling out another file from beside him and looking over it. "Although, according to this, we've got another member in this very city." He glanced over to Bond. "I guess we're picking her up too?"
"Exactly," Bond replied, as he turned the car around a corner and they returned to New York's regular streets. "Fortunately, she'll be a lot easier to find."
AN: In case you're wondering why I've just created my own invisible person BASED on Sebastian Caine instead of using Caine himself, there are two reasons. One; Having only read about 'Hollow Man', I don't know how Caine did, so I can't work out a way he might have survived, if I can think of any. Two; Fiona Brand (Yes, she does exist) asked to be involved in one of my stories, since my writing is known about at school, and I figured here was a s good a place as any to put her.