Taken In Again
Disclaimer: It's a fan fiction, what do you expect? I own whatever wasn't invented already.
17 Years Later
A 66 year old Henry Jekyll slightly paced in a good quality, modern looking home in the town of London. The elder doctor looked quite good for his age; a little less angst than his past self…he seemed to be more at peace. The weather was good outside…not rainy or foggy, but not quite sunny either. The time was nearing 1:00p.m. Just then, a ring was heard at the door. Henry looked up, quite confused.
"Now who could that be…?"
When Henry opened the door, it took him a second or two to realize who was standing at his front stoop, for he had almost nearly forgotten what his past wife looked like, having to be grown to 44 years old. After their separation due to the complications of Hyde, he never thought he would see her again.
"Alisha?"
The witch simply smiled, looking up to Henry's eyes like she first did at the German ball.
"I—I…" Henry didn't know what to say. Instead, Alisha walked in the house, and Henry closed the door.
They immediately came to a warming embrace, enclosing all the memories of their past.
When Henry let go, he quickly looked to the back door, then to the clock.
"Emily's going to be home soon."
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A teenager of about 16, with medium, light blonde wavy hair resembling her mother, and a deep hazel eye like her father walked in through the door, placed her books on the kitchen table, took off her coat, and called to her father.
"Dad, I'm home!"
The Victorian teen girl walked through her kitchen and found her father, Henry Jekyll, seated next to a familiar looking woman, both drinking tea.
"Oh, hello. Who may this be?" Emily's English accent showed the curiosity that swarm in her mind.
"Emily…" Dr. Jekyll started. "There's something we have to tell you."
Emily stood there, waiting for the surprise of her life.
"This…" Henry found it hard to speak the words. "This is Alisha. She's your birth mother."
Emily Jekyll stood there, frozen, with teary eyes.
"What?"
Alisha smiled, tightening her grip on the tea cup. Her daughter didn't know anything of her mother being a beautiful witch, nor did she even know of her father being a monster. Not once did Henry Jekyll mention anything of the league.
"We have…much to talk about." said Alisha. Emily looked at her, then to her father, and ran off to her room, slamming the door behind her. They could both hear the sobs as Emily Jekyll hit the bed.
Alisha nod her head. "I think that went well." Henry shook his head with a sigh.
About an hour later, Emily came out of her room, meeting her parents standing in the middle of the room and waiting for her.
Trying to hold back her tears, Emily came and sat on the couch, followed by Alisha and Henry.
"So…are you from America?" Emily made an attempt to start a conversation with her mother. "Your accent isn't English. It seems to be American."
"Mm…I'm a lot more than American." The witch said under her breath. She gave a slight chuckle. "I cannot believe you kept everything from her, Henry."
The doctor sighed. "What could I have said?"
Emily seemed to be confused. Alisha sighed in return. "Let's start from the beginning, shall we?" Emily slightly nod her head.
"Hm…well lets see…do you ever notice your father mumbling to himself a lot or seeming to be quite angsty for no reason?"
Emily remembered the many times where she would press her ear against her fathers door, listening to the frightening arguments with himself, and even the time when he barked at her for no reason, after catching him at a bad time during his frustration.
"Well, yeah…but what does that…?"
Alisha raised her finger. "Ok. Well, Henry and I first met at a ball in Germany. We were dance partners. Quite shortly after the ball there had been an accident. Some street thugs attempted an attack on your father, however I was lucky enough to be there and take them out."
Henry picked it up. "I woke several hours later with no memory of the thugs, for they had rendered me unconscious. I ended up in your mother's house, where she helped heal my wounds and bring me back to my normal state. Now, during that time, I was a part of this organization. Maybe you've heard of it…the LXG, or League of Extraordinary Gentlemen…no? No, I wouldn't expect you to hear of it. We were a secret organization of Military Intelligence section 5, or MI5."
When Emily heard this, she raised her eyebrows in surprise. "You were part of a secret military organization?" Henry nod his head. "It consisted originally of seven members, however on a operation previous to the event two members weren't able to move on and became terminated along with the mission. After that, Alisha joined, and we all ended up traveling the world, fighting against numerous enemies, and at the end, falling in love and having you." Henry smiled at his innocent and lovely daughter.
"Ahh…but there's more!" Alisha kicked in. "Could you see the father you've known for all these years in a secret military organization? No, probably not, right?"
Emily looked to her father, and nod her head. Henry shifted his position near to his daughter, and begun to speak.
"We all have special abilities. Your mother and I, and the league members. We split up many years ago, before your birth. Because of our…abilities, your mother and I found it difficult to sustain a family and to raise you. We had to be separated, due to the complications we found within each other."
Emily looked uneasy, trying not to remember the times where she wished she had, or even knew of her own mother.
"Do you believe in magic, Emily?" Alisha asked. Emily squinted her eyes, attempting to find out where the conversation was leading.
Alisha raised her hand, snapped her fingers in one quick motion, and suddenly thousands of tiny little sparks of light and glitter surrounded the room. They swirled around the witch, then to Emily. It was like fairies flying round in circles, spreading the magic. Emily was amazed at the beautiful sight.
"My…"
"I'm a witch, Emily. However my powers and what I do isn't nearly as innocent as something simple like this may seem. And your father, on the other hand…"
Henry cleared his throat, and Emily turned to meet her fathers gaze as the lights disappeared.
"Well…it's not quite easy to explain, so I suppose I'll start from the beginning. After my father, your grandfather's death, I devoted my life learning the very basis of the good and evil personas of the typical human. I obsessed on research studying the two sides, and dreamed of a way to separate the good and evil in man, and to dispose of the evil. To make a man perfectly good and not corrupt in any way. I thought I had created the exact formula for that manner when I used myself as a guinea pig, and drank it myself. Thus I instead created a separate persona altogether. His name is Mr. Edward Hyde, being the evil brute inside myself. The one I see when I look to my reflection, the one that appears when I drink the formula, the one I argue with inside my mind. He is a monster…a true and evil brute that terrorizes all who sees him. He has done every evil a man can do, and I did everything in my soul for him not to do the same to you."
It took a while before Emily could process the information. "Um…"
"And if you don't believe him, you could always see…" Alisha turned her head to Henry, inquiring for him to show her Hyde.
"Alisha, I couldn't! Hyde may hurt her!"
"He wont. Not while I'm here to protect her."
"But after all the years…he has gotten much bigger, and severely stronger."
"So have I grown to be more powerful. And Emily is grown enough to know of her half-father."
After a few minutes of telepathically arguing with Alisha and with Edward, obviously, Henry gave a sigh, went to his room, and brought back with him a locked case. The doctor got up, and went to a squeaky spot on the floor, walking in strange ways to find the spot. Bending down, Henry Jekyll pushed on one side of the wooden floor, and a board bent upwards. Henry felt underneath the spot, and took out and old rustic key. Hesitating for a moment, he placed the floorboard back in its rightful place, walked back over to the box, opened it, and recognized the familiar face on the small metal plate on the latch. Inside lay the deadly yet recognizable potions of his past.
With a very long and regretful sigh, Henry forced down the potion, and the transformation had begun after a second or two.
It was different than Alisha had remembered, for Edward had indeed turned out to be bigger and stronger. But as usual, she was not afraid. She never was. She still loved Hyde, no matter what, and held frightened Emily in her arms as she looked half of her husband in the eye.
"Nice to see you again, Ed."
Edward Hyde gave Alisha a single nod, trying to be as calm as possible. As evil as he was, he also knew of how powerful Alisha was and how hard of a match it would have been if he chose to face her, choosing Emily as his target. However something even in the brute's heart warmed as he saw face to face his own little daughter.
"Hello." Edward's voice was warm, opposing his gigantic size that almost crashed through the ceiling if it wasn't for his hunchback. Emily's eyes widened as much as they could go, seeing the father she knew for all her life become, or possible even be replaced by this…this…this monster!
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The face of my future daughter haunted my mind as I viewed her through my physic vision, foreseeing the event of the future. The entire picture of marrying Henry and being exposed to my family, and having a daughter growing up with no mother due to…"complications" Henry and I had slightly angered me. I got up from where I lay down in my room, and opened the door to the Nautilus halls. This was no future I had dreamed of, and I was going to change it.