Turkish looked at Natalya out the corner of his eye as she entered the kitchen while he was reading the morning paper. She approached him before he said, "Logan's right outside."

"Oh, thanks for the heads up."

She poured herself a cup of coffee and took a scone out if the fridge.

"So, he's the spy?"

"Yes, he's the spy. This won't be an issue, is it?"

"No, it won't. What's the news?"

"Sex, death and human grime. The whole world is going to hell in a bucket wrapped in a pink ribbon."

"What's wrong? You seem tense."

"It's just one of those days." said Turkish as he got up and walked out of the kitchen just as he saw Bond about to enter.

"Good morning." greeted Bond.

Oddly, Turkish merely growled slightly on his way out.

"What's with him?"

"He's just like that… How are you fitting in?"

"Aside from the paranoia and suspicion. I'm fine."

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Adam Sutler was in his office when his phone rang, he picked it up and heard.

"Sutler?"

"Yes."

"It's Judas, I expect you've passed the word and have authenticated the pictures and thus believe me entirely?"

"Yes."

"Beautiful. I have news for you, the Shadow have a mission for today, two of the, the Turk and Bond, are going to attempt to assassinate the two German specialists flying in from Munich this afternoon."

"I have some questions."

"No, you want me to stay on the phone so your peons will trace the call, nice try."

Judas hung up the phone. Sutler looked up at Dorian and the handful of technicians present.

"Did you do it?"

"No," said the head technician who was working on a computer connected to the phone, "We were seven seconds short. The phone he's using has a masked signal. Sorry, Sir."

"Leave."

The technicians left, leaving Sutler and Gray by themselves.

"Did you make preparations to avert harm done to the specialists?"

"Yes," said Gray, "Their flight has been diverted and they will arrive earlier and they've been secured. Two decoys were put in their places."

Dorian was about to say something but restrained himself.

"Do you have something to say, Mr. Gray?"

"Well… You do seem to trust this man."

"If I do then it is because I've been left with little choice, I'm ashamed to say that your operatives are a little more than a group of impulsive hoodlums. If we hadn't lost those disks we wouldn't be in this situation to begin with."

"Very well, Sir. I accept the responsibility, but I don't think…"

"Monitor the decoys, and try to capture Bond and the other sniper, that's all I want you to do at the moment. Now, if you don't mind, I have important meeting to attend to. England Prevails."

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Bond and Turkish were in a car by themselves, driven by the first, as they headed to carry out the Assassination.

"I've seen you in the past. Have you ever been to Oslo?" asked Bond.

"Several times."

"I thought you did, I now remember who you are."

"Do you?"

"Yes, it was three years ago, you killed a CIA Agent named Jack Wade, he was a friend of mine."

"Did I? Huh, I don't remember doing that, but you seem trust worthy, so I'll take your word for it."

"He was a good man, he shouldn't have been killed."

"You're probably right, but it makes little difference now. What about you, you're a double-O, aren't you? You have a license to kill."

"Your point?"

"We're both cold blooded killers, we do the job everyone else feels is too messy, and let's face it, we're bloody good at it. The only difference is that I kill out of hunger and you kill out of patriotism."

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"I see you're back, do you need more firepower?"

Jekyll and Skinner had returned to Max Zorba's warehouse, the Greek arms dealer was suspicious of them seeing as how this was the third time they sought him, yet he is yet to find out what they're doing.

"Not quit, I mean yes, but that's not all." said Skinner as they were being served some Greek coffee.

"We need manpower."

"For what?"

"We're cooking up this big hit, you see. And the other side is well trained and abundant in number, and we know you've got connections, as a mater of fact, several of your enforcers are former soldiers, right?"

"Yes and no."

"What do you mean?"

"Yes, they are. And No, I decline."

"Oh, but you don't know all the stakes." said Jekyll.

"What do you mean?"

"First, we're fighting the Agents of the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen."

Zorba's eyes glimmered with rage at the mentioned of the league.

"Needles to say, you know those people, nigh, you HATE those people." Jekyll continued, "And why not? You used to be a big fish in a big pond. And now… well, I know better than to insult a man who sells guns for a living."

"And best of all," started Skinner, "The revenge is just the cherry on top. You see, we'll be engaging the bulk of the League's Agents, maybe all of them, and once they're all done for. Guess what will be lying around nearby?"

"A shit load of guns, explosives and all the trinkets that'd make a man like you cream his pants."

"So, should we take out business elsewhere?"

Zorba paused to consider, and took his time as he lit a Cuban cigar and weighed the pros and cons of the situation.

"How many men do you need?"

"How much can you spare?"

"I can get you fifty of my own; I can arrange an extra hundred from other crime syndicates who also would like to see the League gone."

"Good. We'll be in touch."

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Traffic stopped due to a traffic light malfunction in the street where Bond had assumed his vantage point out the window of a residential apartment he had broken into. Turkish was on the street doing some reconescinse work.

Turkish took a drag of his cigarette as he watched a silver car being driven by a League Agent as it stayed put in the traffic jam. Two Teutonic looking gentlemen sat in the back, those two men were intended to be killed, for they were the specialists that would take care of merging the All-Seeing-Eye and FATE.

"They're here," said Turkish, apparently to himself but actually to Bond through an earpiece, "They're in a Silver Audi A8, towards one o'clock of me. Do you have a clear shot?"

"Yes."

"Peachy. Take your shot anytime you like."

The entire traffic jam was orchestrated by Natalya, the though of whom angered Turkish, he wasn't sure what to make of what he had seen last night. And he sure as hell wasn't glad about playing the role of Bond's lackey.

He looked to his side as to not attract the Agents' attention, he saw the reflection of the Audi in a storefront window, and something was off about it.

Turkish's order to hold fire came just as Bond was about to pull the trigger to the sniper rifle.

"Abort!" said Turkish through the earpiece.

"What's going on?"

"The specialists, they have no reflection, they're vampires."

"But it's daytime."

"Maybe they're wearing sun-block, or maybe the windows filter the sunlight. Point is, those aren't our targets, and this is all a setup."

"They must have Agents on the location, snipers even."

"That's a given."

"Get to the car, I'll cover you."

"I can take care of myself, I'll meet you there."

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L.H.Q.

Dorian Gray watched alongside Sheldon Sands as confirmed images of Bond and Turkish were viewed on a plasma TV, the images were taken from some Closed-Circuit-TV cameras which were present where the assassination was supposed to take place. They showed how Bond had killed an Agent that attempted to stop him.

"That's him." said Sands, "Hey, where's Sofie?"

"Ms Fatale has been unapproachable these past few days, not that it's any of your business."

"Easy chief, forget I was asking."

They watched at a frozen picture of Bond's face right before he got into the car and drove away.

"Did you try tracking the car?"

"It's stolen, and it was found abandoned by a tube station. They've disappeared for now."

"So, I guess this Judas is on the level, huh?"

"So it would seem."

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"We've figured out the location of 'The Eye'." said Natalya in excitement, "James said it was in Greenwich. So, with the help of Tanner and Moneypenny, I began inspecting the business and buildings suitable for the Eye's performance. It finally came down to two I.T. companies: Asgard Inc. and McArthur Inc."

"Which one is it?" asked Skinner.

"I think It's the first, Judas did some location research and found out it has a Ley Line passing directly through it."

"So, you're not sure."

"Not in the least, but it's a good chance."

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"Hey, how did the big assassination go?" asked Judas as he joined Skinner, Jekyll and Bond in the living room.

"There was no assassination; some of your cousins were sitting as decoys."

"Oh, they must have known!" said Judas in an overacted manner, "But, how could they have known?"

"Why, I don't know, Jude. It'll be one of the ancient mysteries of life."

Judas and Bond chuckled, while something shot its way to the surface in Jekyll's mind, something magnanimously important and long forgotten.

"Jesus Christ!" he practically shouted.

"Eh? What's wrong?" asked Skinner.

"How could I have forgotten something like this?"

"Forgotten something like what?"

"When Natalya and I were in Rome, we met a man called Ceniza, I've told you about him, he turned out to be working for the League… Anyway, after the jig was up, he told us that An Order of Ancient Mysteries could know the key to defeating Dorian."

"THE Order of Ancient Mysteries?" asked Judas.

"Yeah, why?"

"There used to be a magical brotherhood of that name, based in Wych Cross. Their bag was all about achieving immortality and power and getting laid and stuff. One story about them is that they once tried to trap Death itself. It's a pretty big deal to forget, maybe Ethan Rayne's spell wiped it out."

"That's possible."

"So, we've got a brotherhood of Immortality seekers connected to an Immortal who is supposed to be dead. It's worth a look." said Skinner.

"We'll leave in the morning." said Jekyll.

"No," said Skinner, "You, Bond, Turkish and Natalya stay here. The rest of us will leave right now."

"Err, It's a safe bet those who know are already dead." said Judas.

"That won't stop a man like you, will it?"

"Well, no. Hey, Chas the cabbie knows this guy Constantine who will help us through it."

"Excellent, go fetch Logan."