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The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen 2004

The League didn't even stop to think.

Instantly, they all automatically shifted into a combat position, varying depending on their favoured method of combat; Bond raised his gun, Elektra twirled her daggers and grabbed the hilts, Harry aimed his wand at Gray's face, Eilidh and Gwen spread their arms out to gather their powers, and Fiona, the Doctor, Angel, Clark and Terry took up combat stances, one arm outstretched in a beckoning gesture, the Doctor throwing his scarf over his shoulder before taking up the stance and Fiona turning invisible after she'd assumed her own.

Gray smirked at the sight.

"You think you can stop me!" he said, sounding like he was ready to break down in peals of laughter. "You, a random collection of misfits, stop me, a man powered by the very Father of Evil himself? What makes you think you have even the slightest chance?"

Angel just smiled as he looked over at Gray.

"We're the League," he said simply. "I'd say that gives us a pretty good chance."

"Don't make me laugh!" Gray smirked. "The League were pathetic! A bunch of losers and outcasts who banded together solely because there was nobody else for them! You're nothing more then a bunch of wannabes trying to live up to a legend that bears no resemblance to the reality that inspired it!"

Terry looked over at Gray with an expression that couldn't have been blanker if he'd forgotten all the emotions he'd developed over the last century.

"Don't talk about my League that way," he said simply.

Then he reached into his pocket, pulled out an H&K 9 millimetre pistol, and fired a couple of rounds at Dorian's head.

Gray's head reeled back as the bullets struck home, but then he turned around to look at the former killer with a smirk on his face as the bullet holes began to fade away.

"That was pointless," he said casually to Terry. Then his face hardened. "You're mine."

Drawing his cane sword, he leapt towards Terry, blade drawn, as the ex-murderer threw his gun aside and grabbed the blade in both his hands, yanking it out of the immortal's grasp and throwing it off to the side as he launched a punch at the immortal's head.

The battle had begun.

As soon as Terry and Gray began to trade blows, the rest of the League turned their attention to the suits that were standing behind Gray. Raising his gun, Bond fired seven bullets in rapid succession at the nearest suit, Harry pulled out his wand and rapidly fired off a couple of quick fireballs at another, Clark hit another suit with his heat vision, while Gwen launched as powerful a blast of electricity as she could at the remaining suits.

Simultaneously, Fiona turned invisible and ducked off to the side, followed by the Doctor and Bond (Whose gun had run out of bullets), while Angel, Eilidh and Elektra dived off in the other direction, leaving Clark, Gwen and Harry to keep the suits at bay.

"So, any ideas?" Fiona whispered to Bond and the Doctor, after they'd found a good position for themselves, out of the immediate line of fire.

"Well, Terry can handle himself against Gray well enough, so our immediate problem is stopping the suits," Bond said, as he looked over at the massive machines; Clark, Harry and Gwen were doing their best, but they couldn't keep them back forever.

The spy looked over at the Doctor. "You're our technological expert, Doctor; any ideas?"

"Well, I do have a couple of suggestions," the Doctor said, as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small metal device that reminded Bond and Fiona of an electric toothbrush. "It's a long shot, but if I can boost the screwdriver's power to about double its current setting, then trigger a wide-range high frequency vibration…" he muttered to himself, as he began to fiddle with a few dials on the back of the device.

"High frequency?" Fiona said, looking over at the Doctor. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but wouldn't a high-pitched sound have some rather… averse affects on our eardrums?"

The Doctor smiled casually. "Excellent point, Miss Brand," he said calmly, reaching into his pocket and pulling out several small objects, which he tossed to Fiona. "See what you can do, hmm?"

Fiona looked at the objects in her hand.

Earplugs.

Sighing, she slipped them into her pocket and stood up.

"What the hell," she said simply, looking over at the Doctor. "Just one thing; I get shot, I'll take it out on you when I get back."

"Naturally," the Doctor smiled, as a vague thudding sound was heard; evidently Fiona had started to run towards the others. He looked over at Bond, smiling. "You know, this is the best part of the business; I always know exactly where I'm standing when people are shooting at me."

Bond sighed as he looked down at the Doctor's hands, where the Time Lord had already opened up the metallic tool and was tinkering with its inner wires. He wasn't sure what the Doctor was trying to do, but he got the impression that this was probably going to take a while….

Still, at least Q can't complain about me damaging his equipment, Bond thought to himself, smiling slightly at the thought…

Then a bullet ricocheted past his head, and he hastily amended that thought.

At least, if I survive this, Q can't complain about me damaging his equipment.

"Damnit!" Angel muttered, as he, Elektra and Eilidh ducked behind a nearby pillar, out of the immediate range of the suits if they managed to fight back. He looked over at Eilidh. "Couldn't you hit these guys with your telekinesis and buy us some time?"

Eilidh shook her head. "My powers aren't infinite; I can always use them for little things, but after my recent fight with two more of those… things, I need some time to recharge before I have the power to lift something that big," she explained, indicating the suits that were still trying to advance, despite all the power directed at them.

Angel slumped back against the pillar. "Great," he muttered to himself. Then he looked down at the daggers hanging on Elektra's belt, and smiled.

He looked around at the two women. "I have an idea," he said.

"Great; could it wait a moment or two?" a fourth voice said from off to the side.

Elektra and Eilidh jumped slightly in surprise, but Angel just sighed and looked over in the direction of the voice.

"Any particular reason you broke in just then, Fiona?" he asked the invisible woman.

"What? How'd you- oh, vampire senses, right?" Fiona asked Angel, mentally kicking herself for forgetting that; so much for making an entrance. "Well, I just figured it was the best chance I was going to get to speak up without being too impolite, I guess. Besides, you know what they say; always make an entrance."

"Yeah, yeah, what are you doing here?" Elektra asked, waving her hand impatiently.

"Oh, right," Fiona smiled, as six small white objects suddenly appeared in front of the three visible League members. "Put these into your ears; the Doctor says he's got a plan to stop the suits, but it involves high-frequency sound, so we figured it'd be best to make sure our ears couldn't get damaged, hence the earplugs."

"Ah," Elektra said, picking out a pair of earplugs and looking at them.

"Well, fair enough, I suppose," she said eventually, as she slid the plugs into her ears and craned her head around the pillar to look over at where the Doctor and Bond were crouching. She couldn't see either of her teammates, but a vague hint of dark brown that resembled the Doctor's hat suggested that they were still hard at work doing something.

Looking back at the others, she noted that Angel and Eilidh already had their earplugs in. Picking up one of her daggers, she indicated it to Angel and raised her shoulders inquiringly; she wasn't going to ask anyone to take their earplugs out if they didn't know when the Doctor would trigger his device.

Fortunately, Angel understood. Taking the dagger in one hand, he raised it above his head and mimed throwing it, indicating Eilidh as he did so. The two women nodded in understanding, and Elektra pulled out her other dagger and passed it over to Angel. Eilidh raised an inquiring hand, but Angel shook his head and glanced around the side of the pillar, as though waiting for something…

Then he let go of the daggers.

Instantly they froze in mid-air, supported by Eilidh's telekinesis. Risking a glance around the corner of the pillar, Eilidh was relieved to see that the suits appeared to have stopped trying to get through the onslaught created by Clark, Harry and Gwen, and now appeared to be…

Shaking? Eilidh wondered to herself. What's that all about…?

Then she shrugged, thought I'll worry about that later, and threw the daggers through the air towards two of the suits, aiming for the cables that linked the suit's helmets to the bodies.

The daggers sliced through the cables, sending sparks flying as electric shocks began to spark around the suit's joints, rapidly spreading to the other suits as the daggers flew through the air as though being held by a ghost, slicing through the cables as the suits shook as though they were in the middle of an earthquake…

And then the suits collapsed onto the ground, each one twitching slightly as they lay on the ground.

That part of the fight was over.

Now…

Eilidh sighed and looked over in the direction of Terry and Gray, who were still slugging it out behind the members of the League who'd been keeping the suits back earlier.

Now all they had to do was stop an immortal with the backing of the Devil himself, who was managing to hold his own against one of the deadliest killing machines in all of history with apparently minimal effort.

Eilidh smiled.

Excellent, she thought. I've always wanted a good challenge.

The League stepped out from where they'd been hiding from the suits, and turned to face Dorian Gray.

The final battle between Dorian Gray and the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen was here at last.