Alright, Here is the concluding chapter of the 3rd act. And a susuall, I urge you to review, it's what gets me out of bed every night.

On a different note, did anyone buy the V for Vendetta Two Disk DVD? I hear the special features arn't worth a bag of pottatoe chips and was wondering if there is any truth to that beforeH head out and buy it.

Sofie Fatale, Dorian Gray and the man knows as Big Brother stood in a cabin with glass windows overlooking a massive space where several agents, specialists and a handful of operatives were moving around to make sure the whole thing would work properly.

"That's not 'The Eye', is it?" asked Big Brother as he gestured towards a massive computer in the center of the ground below.

"No, it receives a limited information stream from the Eye, which will be sufficient for the night." answered Dorian.

Aside from the computer, there were several complex looking structures, some were high-tech while others looked arcane, most notably was a carved metallic structure comprised of several interlocking wheels. Cables ran all over the place almost covering the ground entirely. Ethan Rayne and Kroenen were near the computer having a conversation, barely understandable on Ethan side, since Kroenen was missing a pair of lips that made his speech barely understandable.

"He's right there, you say?" asked Rayne, "Right in the cabin? Well, this certainly raises my stress level."

Big Brother eyed Mr. Trick in disdain as he walked around issuing orders to several Agents.

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Logan pulled his claws out of the Agent's back before letting the body slump to the ground.

He quietly dragged him to a dark area where he wasn't likely to be found soon and then left looking for the others, hoping not to encounter any others on the way as he stalked in the vicinity of the research facility, stealth never was his thing.

He found them by a back entrance where they had somehow opened a door and were waiting for him so they could sneak in.

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Turkish took off his bandage in frustration, the pain still was there but he simply ignored it as he used his injured hand to open the fridge and take out a bottle of Pepsi that stuck out from between dozens of beers, his hand throbbed as he twisted the cap open.

"Bugger.." he cursed when Natalya walked into the kitchen, she didn't seem to be expecting to see him there.

"Oh," she said, "I was... just going to get a bottle of water."

Natalya and Turkish didn't talk to each other since the other night when their life and dignity were jeopardized, and he'd felt guilty for putting her in that situation.

Natalya opened the fridge as he stepped back and kneeled down to look for the desired bottle.

Turkish found himself staring at her back side as she looked for the bottle, he didn't have the will or presence of mind to look away until she stood up and looked at him.

"What?" she asked as she noticed he was looking straight at her.

"Nothing." he said.

She went to leave, at this moments Turkish decided to come out and say it plain and simple.

"I'm sorry."

"What?" she asked as she turned around.

"I'm sorry I put you in that situation." said Turkish as he bowed, "If I had picked a different restaurant, or didn't ask you out, you would have never been in that situation."

"Turkish," she said, "Nothing happened, it was real close, you were almost killed yourself which is just as bad as what was going to happen to me. I'm not angry at all."

"Oh… Good."

"Besides, if we didn't go, we would have never got those disks."

"Disks, right, how's that going?"

"Not too good, not all the disks were encrypted in the same manner, which means I have several folds the work to do if they were all encrypted alike."

"Well, good luck with it anyway."

She turned to leave, then looked back.

"Turkish?"

"Hmm?"

"Did you ask me out?"

"Sorry?"

"That night at the restaurant, was it really meant as a setting to persuade me or was it like… a date?"

"I don't know…" he said, "Would it be too terrible if It was supposed to be a date?"

"No, not too terrible… Just complicated."

"I see."

"You're nicer than you let on, and have your qualities, that fact is…. I had a little crush on you too. But I've been with your type before, and it hurt me."

"My type?"

"You remember that I told you about the man I knew that was killed by the League? He was a British Spy, and he didn't cheat on me, I left him because the thrill of his job was his true love. I can't be involved with you, Sorry."

"Don't flatter yourself," said Turkish with a chuckle, trying to save some face, "It was just dinner; I was not looking to be 'involved'"

"Oh, so you just wanted a screw?"

"Come on, I didn't say that!"

"I have work to do." she said as she walked to the study where her two computers were processing date.

"Natalya, wait." said Turkish as he felt guilty and went after her, "Do you want the truth, yes, I have a thing for you, I don't love you or anything like that. I just find you familiar."

"What are you talking about?"

"You probably already figured it out, figured out that I'm the long wolf type, being what I am and all. It's not too often that I find someone who touched me the way you do, it's nothing you said or did, it's something you are."

"What am I?"

"You're wonderful to talk to, you're too kind for your own sake… and I think your nose is very adorable. That makes little sense to you, I'm sure. But that's how I feel."

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Through the use of some force and some stealth, the four had managed to infiltrate the facility, it wasn't difficult to figure out where FATE was as they could hear the activity very clearly.

One of them opened a door slightly, and peeked out to see the hive of moving men and activated machinery, it all looked to surreal to them. They stepped out and hid behind a large wooden crate. Skinner took out a small digital video camera and started filming the surroundings.

"So this is Project FATE in action," Judas said, "Now, what is it?"

"Look." said Skinner as he gestured towards the cabin aright under the roof across the distance from them with two-way windows.

"I'll bet my arm that's where Dorian is at." Jekyll said, stating the obvious.

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"We'll now perform a demonstration," said Dorian, "Using one of the Shadows as an objective."

His order went through his earpiece, the order was received by a technician standing before the computer below and he started typing.

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There seemed to be an increase in the Machines' activity, the wheels of the arcane apparatus started to spin in place like an iron tornado.

"This can't be good." said Skinner.

Skinner was by no way wrong as he said that, because after a minute or so, the present Agents suddenly knew where alerted to them and charged at them, firing their guns like there was no tomorrow.

Logan stepped in front of Skinner and took several bullets to the chest as he pushed the three back through the door.

The bullet wounds healed quickly and Logan could breathe easy once again.

"Bloody Hell!" Judas exclaimed, "How could they have seen us?"

"How indeed?" said Jekyll with an altered voice as his eyes turned hazel, he was once again preparing to tap into his powers.

"What now, are we legging it?" asked Judas.

"We can't escape, we have to stop it." said Skinner.

"But we're outnumbered! And we don't even know what they're doing!"

"Whatever it is, it can't be good. Let's vote," said Skinner, "Jekyll?"

"I'm game." said Jekyll as his voice grew animalistic and his figure started to grow, his shirt started to shred.

"Logan?"

Logan simply extended his claws with a sharp metallic sound and bolted out the door with a powerful growl.

"Oh, bollocks!" Judas said as the democratic choice to stay and fight was made. Jekyll –now fully grown- charged out with a growl of his own. Skinner turned the camera off and stuck it in his pocket

Jekyll took a shotgun blast in the chest, which angered him into giving the shooter a powerful blow that sent him as well as two others flying through the air.

Logan jumped through the air, his body was shot full of bullets as he flew but he was almost healed when he descended and plunged the six claws into the necks of two Agents.

Judas took machine gun from a fallen Agent and fired it into half a dozen of Agents as they approached, and as it clicked empty, he pulled out his Tulwar sword from the sheath strapped to his back and sliced forward, cutting two throats in the process.

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"Jesus Christ," Big Brother said in a near whisper as he looked at Mutant-Jekyll, Logan and Judas, "What fires of Hell forged these men?"

"Mmm, yes." said Doran, "Well, we have some formidable opponents of our own."

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Ethan Rayne was a man of letters and magic rather than combat, so he opted to retreat and leave everyone else to fight as he tended to his safety.

Kroenen shed off his leather coat as he advanced calmly towards Logan, the blades attached to his forearms were about to taste the sickly sweet blood once more.

Jekyll relished at the pleasure that the exercise of his violence brought him, there were plenty of blood-packed meat-sacks to bludgeon, and he would make the most of it.

Kemp's eyes fell upon the cocky face of Mr. Trick who smiled smugly at him.

"Mr. Trick…"

"Mr. Kemp."

"I'm going to enjoy killing you."

All the fear and hesitation in Judas evaporated at the sight of his nemesis, he charged at him with his sword which was thickly coated with human blood that was being spilled like mad all the time.

For a second, he could almost see himself turning Trick into a handful of dust, but then all hi aggression and rage gave way to exquisite pain as dozen's of bullets plunged into his back.

"Some other time, maybe." said Trick as Judas's vision blurred.

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Logan felt a dampness in his arm, so he looked at it and noticed that a portion of his flesh was missing from his arm below the shoulder. The pain then hit him, and he then first noticed Kroenen as he stood by him, whose calm breaths were made loud by the gas mask he wore.

A blade was coming down to chop his head off, which he managed to block with three of his claws.

"You could have cut my arm off, bub! What the fuck's wrong with you?"

Kroenen soon found himself flying through the air after a heavy punch, and was about to fully experience the pain that came with being on the receiving end of Logan's aggression.

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Jekyll looked around himself, they were doing well, they were causing serious damage to the League's Agents, Logan was even capably fighting Kroenen.

So why the rotten feeling? Why did he expect something was about to go wrong?

His attention was shifted to the spinning arcane apparatus, which apparently had a very significant role in the entire experiment, which by any chance, could only mean something horrible.

He had to destroy it.

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"Your men are loosing!" said Big Brother angrily as he, Dorian and Sofie looked down on the battle.

Dorian looked with an arrogant calm at him, before speaking into his earpiece, " Mr. Marko? We're in need of your assistance."

Sofie was looking upon the ground below them, Jekyll was too big to miss, Logan and Kroenen were plunging their blades into each other like madmen, Judas was feeding on an Agent to restore the blood that he had lost.

But where was Skinner?

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Jekyll advanced towards the machine, wielding a thick metal bar he'd torn out of a wall. He was going to destroy the machine, and hopefully foil this whole project.

Something collided with him and hurled him several feet in the air before a wall got in his way.

As he flew, Jekyll wondered what creature, what abomination of nature could physically be able to do what had been done to his hulking monstrous self?

His eyes red with rage, Jekyll got up and looked at who and whatever was that threw him like that.

He was huge, though still smaller than him, he was over seven feet in height, his entire body was packed with muscles upon muscles and his head was shaved bald, he was dressed in jeans, a jackboot and a massive black coat over his bare torso.

"So you're the Big Bad Mr. Hyde, eh?" said the brute in a cockney accent.

"It's Dr. Jekyll." said Jekyll as he got up, "And you, are a dead man." he continued as he lunged at his opponent with all his ruthless tenacity.

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"Dorian, " said Sofie, "Where is Skinner?"

There was a sudden knock of a small object being thrown against the window from the outside and falling out of their view, and while Big Brother and Sofie wandered what it was, Dorian pushed them both down.

The grenade exploded below the window and sent shards of glass into the cabin, Skinner then jumped in and crouched on the ledge.

"Big Brother I presume?" said Skinner as he saw the prominent looking man on the ground.

"Adam, Sofie, get out!" said Dorian as he jumped between Skinner and Sofie and Big Brother, who scrambled out the door which closed behind them.

They were alone suddenly, the Rogue and the Immortal, thorns in each other's sides for the past months.

"You knows, Skinner. I'm impressed. I would have expected you to fail or give up weeks ago."

" Hmm. Not much for your famous last words, but they'll have to do."

Skinner raised a sawed-off shotgun and aimed it at Dorian's face, the latter's eyes widened in disbelief as he was genuinely not expecting the hollow black barrel to hang two inches away from his face.

"Rot in Hell, Gray." said Skinner as he pulled the trigger.

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Logan was still fighting Kroenen when he noticed Jekyll fighting with a formidable opponent, upon seeing the newcomer, Wolverine was overcome with a sense of familiarity.

"Oh, no." he said to himself as he suddenly remembered who it was.

The sight of Jekyll's opponent distracted him for a second, which was more than enough for Kroenen to plunge a blade into his heart.

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Skinner looked upon the headless body of Dorian Gray, the power of the Shotgun's discharge was strong enough to blow Dorian's head into bits that stuck to the wall at the moment.

He had long anticipated this day, this moment, and it seemed anticlimactic, too abrupt. If this was a book or a play, he'd consider it a serious error on the part of the author.

But Dorian was just as did, and he'd settle for that.

He turned around to look at the ground below, it was time to go the rest of the way.

From his jacket, Skinner took a grenade and hurled it at the massive computer which was integral for the operation of Project FATE.

Seconds passed before it exploded, blowing the computer into scraps of metal, shattered glass and burned circuit boards.

He took out a second grenade, pulled the pin and hurled it at Kroenen who was preparing to behead a fallen Logan.

The grenade exploded and both men were blown in opposite directions from the power of the explosion but remained alive and intact.

Skinner was about to throw another grenade at the Arcane Machine that Jekyll's opponent seemed very eager to protect. But just as he was about to pull the pin, he heard a sound behind him.

In shock, Skinner watched as something grew out of the bloody stomp that used to be Dorian's neck. First, bone vertebrates grew back then the base of a skull, the skull then began filling with flesh and was covered with muscles.

"What the…?"

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The punches rained down on Jekyll's body, he responded with all his might but couldn't do much when he was grabbed by the leg and catapulted into the wall.

He was feeling enormous amounts of pain as the powerhouse of a man was beating him senseless, his fatigue grew to a degree so severe that he started to change back into his normal, weaker self and fell to the ground unconscious.

The Juggernaut picked up the bar that Mutant-Jekyll had intended to use to destroy the Arcane Machine, and smiled in glee as he was preparing to impale the man in shredded clothes.

Judas jumped onto his back out of nowhere and sank his fangs into his neck, while Logan ran full speed towards him and buried his shoulder into the Juggernaut's stomach, knocking him into the machine which's spinning rings hit forcefully in the back of the head, right after Judas had jumped off.

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"I don't think I can do this."

Natalya and Turkish were standing by the balcony in the darkness, the moonlight fell on her and Turkish felt it made her eyes look more beautiful than anything he had ever seen.

"We could be dead next week."

"I know."

Slowly, they closed their eyes and leaned towards each other, their lips gently met and they're arms wrapped around each other. She smelt like summer nights, though Natalya briefly as their tongues collided.

The phone started ringing, neither wanted to break the kiss but were forced to do so as it could very well mean something horrible was about to ensue.

"Hello?" said Turkish as he answered the phone.

'Turkish? Get Natalya out of there, I've sent someone over to help you move all the equipment.' came Skinner's voice.

"What's wrong?"

'Just do as I say! Go to the new quarters.'

"Alright, Fuck, I'll do it!"

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"Jesus Christ!" Skinner exclaimed.

Dorian's head was now fully regenerated, the sight of which had caused Skinner to develop some nausea and feel monumentally doomed.

"You can't kill me, Skinner. I'm beyond the pettiness of man… I'm beyond alive... I am a god."

Dorian then got up and punched Skinner -who was still in shock- in the jaw, knocking him to the ground.

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"Where's Skinner?" asked Jekyll who was only half conscious as he was being dragged away by Judas and Logan.

"Dorian's cabin." said Judas.

"We… you have to.."

"Yeah, Okay." said Logan, "Jude, stay with him."

"I don't mind at all."

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"James, how lovely of you to drop by." said Dorian, ever so arrogantly as he stood above a fallen Skinner, after Logan had came bursting in.

"Leave him alone, Gray."

"Oh, how familiar! Do you remember an incident much like this?"

Logan was silent, it did all feel remarkably familiar.

"You don't, do you?"

Logan extended his claws abruptly.

"Let's not fight, James. It's pointless, neither of us can win." said Dorian as he head to the door.

"You can take him away, you'll have to deal with the Agents on your own."

"What?"

"I'm giving you a head start."

"Why?"

"For old times' sake. And because I owed you, but now, we're even. Next time I see you, we will fight, and you will die."

Dun dun DUN! Will they escape in time? Who is Big Brother? Who is the tall Handsome Man? Who the Hell thinks Seinfeld is Funny?

R&R.