James Bond even though pushing his mid 70's felt as strong as a 30 year old, he quickly went up the stairs of MI6 headquarters and into M's office. Maybe she finally wanted him to retire, no such luck. He had gone from fight Communists to terrorists in his long years of service. M was a gray haired, lithe female of 61, but her wit and senses had not dimmed with age. "Please Mr.Bond, sit." James sat down in the soft leather chair and got comfortable. "Mr.Bond you have served your country for 40 years. And you have done it well. But there is a new threat this time that requires us to call upon the help of others."

M pushed a button and the room went dim and a hologram appeared in front of the desk. It was a map of North Korea and a blip was seen on the edge. " The blip represents the suspected location of the terrorist Kai-Lo-Wu-Nong. 4 days ago he discovered the research of a Professor Moriarty." The screen switched to a old photograph circa 1901. "Here you can see the team that was assembled to stop Professor Moriarty from igniting a world war in a arms race that would have sent technology foward 20 years. This team consisted of Allan Quartermain, professional hunter and former agent of Britan, Tom Sayer of The U.S. Secret service, Wilhemina Harker, the first half-human, vampire, bitten by Count Dracula. Dr. Henry Jekyll, a man suffering from a case of extreme MPD that his other side became twice his size and a brute.
Dorian Grey, an immortal, and Captain Nemo, the developer of the earths most largest submarine. And a Charles Skinner, the invisible man." James Bond burst out laughing. " M I have be 74, but I am not a old codger sitting in the old folks home!"

M glared at him saying " Mr.Bond they are in fact very real and if not for their efforts, life as we know it would be very diffrent." Bond stoped laughing and nodded. " Well a few hours ago the United Nations and The United States senate voted from a roster of vetrans from The FBI, CIA, ATF, and of course MI6. And from our nations armed forces." M leaned over saying " They voted for you 007." She tossed him a file marked LXG. " Inside are the names and locations of the people you will lead in the war against Kai-Lo. Bond skimmed the file and looked up at M. " So...you want to lead, a demi-god, a modern day samurai, a professional mercenary with experience in the North Korean theatre, a supposed "Enemy of Evil" as he's called by the National Enquirer. And a...CIA agent that is precisely 7 inches tall." M sighed and said " We live in strange times dont we?"

Bond stretched languidly in the Cesna as it jetted off the Tarmac. His first assignment in assembling the team. He was head to Langley, Virginia to pick up the first member. He put the seat into reclining mode and fell asleep on the chair.

12 hours later he cracked his creaky joints as the jet landed at D.C. International Airport. He stepped off the jet and took a private limo to the address the profile told him to go. It pulled up to a small, old apartment a few blocks from C.I.A. headquarters. He knocked on the door, he saw the door open but no one was there. He looked around for the person who opened the door. "Down here." A voice said. James looked down to see a mouse with white fur and a mini suit and tie holding a suitcase. " You James Bond?" the mouse asked him. James nodded, the mouse smiled and said " Than allow me to introduce myself, im Stuart Little."

James and Stuart stepped into the van and set off on forming the League. " So...Stuart.. how come you can talk and just think like a human?" Stuart sighed and said " Its a long story." James replied "We are going to be stuck in Cesnas and cars for the next couple of days picking up our members." "Whos next?" Stuart asked, James looked down at the profile. " A...Ashley J. Williams. Lives a bit off the grid in a town called Deadwood, West Virginia." Stuart shrugged and said "Well that isnt much of a flight." James chuckled and said" Nah we will be driving."

Stuart just nodded again and said "Alright I might as well tell ya.."

4 years ago..

" I was only 16 when I opened up the newspaper to see that my old headmaster at the orphanage had been killed overnight . The police saw it as a homicide. My parents suddenly became real protective than usual. And for some reason my parents wouldnt let me out of their sight, and even George had to stay inside. The month after the murder they started to let us breathe again, but whenever we asked them what was wrong they got real edgy and told us to stay out of it..

One night my..."Creators" came knocking on our door... A group of rouge genetic scientists intent on binding all sorts of DNA. I was one of the best creations. My mom screamed at me and my brother George to run away as fast as we can, Snowbell our cat ran alongside us... There was a lot of yelling, my father tried to shoot them with the old Colt. 45. He managed to get off one single shot before getting blown apart by a 12 gauge. They killed my mother too, but not before ripping the hair from her scalp. A few hours later when we tried to go to the police, George found a note in his pocket. It said

" Dear Stuart and George,

Its almost too late to try and tell you, Stuart you are a genetic experiment... you were rescued by the police 16 years ago, and brought to the orphanage. We took you knowing what might happen to us, but we knew we had to help you somehow, we taught you be adventurous, to fly planes, to sail boats and think your way out of situations. And we taught you that too George,

The both of you stay safe...and please survive..

Your Mother and Father."

A months later they found us again, they murdered my brother right in front of me. But they just got out the door just as police and FBI came onto the scene. They were arrested and my brothers body taken away, my cat sent to a temporary shelter and me.. I was given a chance. A chance to hunt other monsters like those scientists.. so now. Im Agent Little..