Nine Days Later...
Dublin, Ireland
Dr. Henry Jekyll got out of the cab and looked at what was his home for recent years, the O'Neil pub in Midtown Dublin. After being away for around two and a half months, he sure was glad to be back.
He made his way in, and stood in the doorway to bask in the comfort of the familiarity of the whole situation, the smell of ale, the clinking of glasses, and the sound of a song being played on the Jukebox.
The first man who saw him saw Rick the bartender who yelled above the noise of the bar in his Irish brogue, saying,
"Jesus H., its Jack Harding!"
"Welcome back, Jackie Boy!" said one of the patrons as he saw the returning Englishman.
"I challenge you to a drinking Game!" said another.
"You look grand!" said another.
Smiling, Jekyll accepted all greeting and pleasantries, till Rick rescued him by taking him by the shoulder and saying, "Alright, let's give Jack his Oxygen.", then more privately, "Your friends have been waiting for you."
"Where are they?" asked Jekyll.
"They've been staying at a hotel a few blocks away; I'll give them a ring if you like."
"Thanks, Rick. Do you mind if we stay in the bar after closing hours?"
"Yeah, alright. Just make sure to close up and not make much of a mess."
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Bond, Natalya, Logan and Turkish arrived at closing time and sat in the empty bar waiting.
"Hi." greeted Jekyll with a tired smile as he emerged from the back door.
"It's good to see you're alright." said Natalya as she gave him a hug.
"Likewise, Natty. I trust you gave that glorified calculator as arse-kicking?"
"She certainly did." said Bond as he shook hands with Jekyll.
"Commander, good to see you too." said Jekyll and moved on.
"Turkish."
"Doctor." replied Turkish with a slight nod.
"Logan, I hope you found out what you wanted."
"I did." said Logan.
Jekyll looked around again.
"Where's Judas?" he asked.
"We don't think he made it." said Bond.
"I see."
Jekyll went to the Jukebox and hit a button, and a rock ballad began playing.
"What about Skinner?" asked Natalya.
"Skinner... died fighting, he killed Gray and blew up the building."
They were al stunned to hear the news even though they expected it.
"So, what does that mean in the big picture?" asked Natalya.
"We won," said Jekyll, "Dorian Gray is dead, as are most of League Operative and Agents. FATE and the All Seeing Eye have been destroyed."
"Why are we so sure Sutler won't start a new League?" asked Turkish.
"Even if he did, it won't be as powerful as the last one. Dorian Gray was the real brains behind the whole operation. And with the Eye gone, recruiting the desired talent will be most difficult." said Bond.
"Beers?" asked Jekyll as he got behind the bar.
"I'll have one."
"Sure."
"Me too."
"I don't drink." said Turkish.
"Never fear, we've got non-alcoholic beer!" said Jekyll in rhyme as he placed the beers on the counter.
"Yeah, Alright."
Five beers were opened and were about to be consumed.
"I'd like to propose a toast," said Logan as he raised his bottle, "to Skinner."
"Here's to McGregor." said Natalya.
"Here's to Judas." said Bond.
Jekyll seemed absent minded as he looked into space and smiled, then looked back at what remained of the Shadow Brigade, and said,
"Here's to Mina, love of my life, my light, my sweet. And Tom and Becky, Alan, Nemo and his Crew. Here is to Dorian, despite him being an Arsehole. Here's to Campion Bond despite him being a backstabber, no offense James. And here's to us, because we've earned it. Cheers."
Five bears were raised and consumed as the song played in the background,
'We watched our friends grow up together, and we saw them as they fell,
Some of them fell into Heaven, Some of them fell into Hell.'
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Jekyll woke at nine in the morning as he heard a commotion from the outside of his apartment door, two young voices were arguing.
"Kitty, just go in and take a peak." said an American accented male.
"I won't, its breaking and entering, Pete!" said an American accented girl.
Jekyll opened the door and saw two young people; the male was very well built and tall, standing at around six feet-nine inches, while the girl was skinny and five feet tall.
"Oh," said the young man in surprise, "We didn't mean to.."
"What do you want?"
"Doctor McCoy sent us." said the girl.
"Who?"
"We're all in the bar downstairs, with Logan and the others."
"Why?"
"It might be better if you just met us downstairs." said the young man as they turned to leave.
Jekyll freshened up and went downstairs to investigate what was going on.
It was a Sunday morning and thus the pub was closed, and in it were gathered the oddest group of people you could ever imagine.
Aside from Turkish, Bond, Natalya and Logan, there was a strapping man covered in Blue fur who wore a suit, there was also a man with blue skin and a tail, the two youngsters that were at Jekyll's door and the winged handsome man that Jekyll and Skinner met when they went to recruit Logan.
"Doctor Jekyll," said the man covered in blue fur with an American accent with the most articulate manner, "It's great to finally meat you."
"What's going on?"
"First let me start with introductions, I am Doctor Hank McCoy codenamed Beast; former American Secretary of mutant affairs and current headmaster of Xavier's School for gifted youngsters."
Dr. McCoy went to introduce the others, pointing at the tall strapping young man, "This is Peter Rasputin, codenamed Colossus."
"This is Kitty Pryde, also called Shadowcat." he said as he pointed at the girl.
"This is Kurt Wagner, a.k.a. Nightcrawler." he said as he pointed at the blue man with a tail, who smiled and nodded in recognition.
"And of course Warren Worthington the Third who you have already met, also known as Archangel." said McCoy as he stood next to the winged man.
"It's a pleasure." said Jekyll.
"I was contacted by Wolverine before your group carried out your mission; he sounded distressed so we tried to track him down. Only when we reached London you all had already left and we had to wait till he contacted us a few days ago. We came to make sure Logan was alright, and then we were told of your cause and your mission. I must say I find you all very courageous to do what you did."
"Thank you, but that's not all is it?"
"Of course not, Dr Jekyll."
The last line was not uttered by Dr McCoy, but by a newcomer, an elderly woman with the air of authority, flanked by Mr. Tanner and Miss Moneypenny, she extended her hand in a handshake.
"I'm M, director-"
"I know what M means." said Jekyll abruptly, "Would anyone like to stop introducing themselves and actually tell me why we're here?"
"We're here, Dr. Jekyll, because you've brought us here. You and the late Mr. Skinner did what everyone wanted by no one was willing to do for decades. And now we want to see the job finished."
"What do you mean?"
"The League isn't just a building on Stockwell Street and some skilled Operatives. The League is a massive organization with operations and branches all over the world. What you did was crush the dragon's head, now we need to burn what remains so that it cannot be resurrected, we have to stay the course and continue operations against what's left of the league."
"What we're suggesting, Dr. Jekyll," started Dr. McCoy, "Is for us and some others to form a new Anti-League, only this time we'll be properly funded, backed by several organizations, and properly staffed."
"I understand."
"What we want from you, Dr. Jekyll, is to stay with the group and serve as one of the top ranking officers."
Tanner then arrived, accompanied by an attractive brunette woman and a young man of eighteen wearing glasses.
"Here are some others who are interested in joining the operation, I give you Lady Lara Croft and Mr. Harry Potter." said M.
Jekyll ignored the newcomers and turned to his comrades.
"Did you all agree too this?" he asked.
They were silent, only Turkish answered, "I didn't."
"Smart move, Turkish. I won't either."
"Doc, look..." started Logan before he was interrupted.
"I can't believe I just lost blood and my best friend to destroy the league only for it to be revamped a week later."
"It won't be like that, we're not going to do anything except eliminate what's left of the league."
"That's how it starts. Then next thing you know it will be beginning once again, No, I'll have no part of it."
"Alright." said M, then turned to the rest and said,
"As for the rest of you, we will be returning to London tomorrow morning, once were there you will b e debriefed and you will meet the remaining members."
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Back at the hotel, Natalya walked into Turkish's room; he was packing a bag and giving the door his back when she walked in.
"Hi." she said.
"Hi." he answered without turning around.
"Turkish, I have something to tell."
"Okay." he said apathetically.
"Me and James, we're..."
"You're back together, I know." said Turkish indifferently.
"How did you know?"
"I have a strange talent for walking in on you as you're kissing, I saw you by the Eye."
"Oh." said Natalya with a slight blush, "Turkish, I should explain myself. If it were another time and place, and-"
"Natalya, dear." said Turkish as he turned around, "You don't need to explain yourself, you're a grown woman and you care for Bond, as he does you. I'm not entitled to an explanation, I don't want an explanation, and I wish you both well, both on the field and in the heart."
Natalya was relieved and slightly surprised by his reaction.
"Then why aren't you joining us?"
"Well, I killed nine MI6 Agents throughout the years, it feels rude to accept the invitation. Also, I really need a break with no Greek arms dealers, mutants and people who remember the first Olympics. You go, save the world, send me a post card. I'll be fine."
"Well. I had to try." she said then kept watching as he continued to pack.
"Where are you going?" she asked.
"Home."
" London?"
"Angora... in Turkey."
"I know where Angora is, thank you."
She was silent as she looked for something to say to justify her presence in his room.
"Will you still kill?"
"I have to make a living, don't I?"
His bluntness was an indication for her to live so she turned around as she said goodbye and opened the door.
"Haroon." he said quietly.
"What did you say?" she asked as she stepped back into the room.
"Haroon Ali Agca, that is my name, in case you're still wondering."
"Thank you."
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Dr. Jekyll stayed in Dublin and started to work for free in a charity clinic, he has refused all offers to put his skills into Covert Military Work. He continues to live on with no sign of aging.
Sofie Fatale was caught by MI5 and freed in exchange of her cooperation and she returned to Japan where she once again delved into Organized Crime.
Logan, Dr. McCoy and Bond shared leadership of the newly formed Anti-League which traveled the world fighting League affiliates and freeing multitudes of captured mutants locked in concentration camps.
Haroon Ali Agca (a.k.a. Turkish) returned to Angora, Turkey, where he reunited with and married an old childhood friend, he never killed anyone after that. His wife remains oblivious to her husband's criminal past.
Caine Marko managed to escape Zorba's men. Caine Marko and Ethan Rayne remain at Large.
Natalya worked with the New League and agreed to a marriage proposal from Bond, but met her end when she received an Explosive package meant for her fiancé.
Adam Sutler went on to become the undersecretary of defense and established the Norsefire Fascist Party which eventually rose to power and ruled England with an iron fist. He did manage to build a mass-surveillance system though it wasn't as terrible as what FATE would have been like.