I’m so sorry…but I’m updating now. Sawyer’s will be short, but Alex’s will be a good length.

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The Martian invasion was too much for the League, or at least I think it was. It was one of the many swings of the axe that led to the schism. They always hated it when I would say that, but it’s true. Everybody needed a break from each other, some more than others. I returned to America, for I was called on by the American Secret Service for a mission in Cuba.

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Homeland Security Note: File pertaining to mission is still under classification and is only available to specified members of The Department of Homeland Security.

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When I returned, not much had changed. Dr. Henry Jekyll and a Ms. Wilhelmina Harker had grown considerably closer; much to my disliking. Nemo had received much urging to offer his services, for he was still much put off by the means the British government used to rid of the Martian problem. Rodney Skinner, though after many failed attempts, was still invisible, and it was evident that it was jeopardizing his health. He had turned to alcohol to ease his problems to the point that he became a bonafide alcoholic.

However, we had added many a member to our group, and it was showing that we had built up several alliances and contacts across the globe.

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In order to tell every story right, we must start at the beginning of my troubles; before my birth, before the birth of my mother, before the birth of her mother, ect. It seems like a fairytale, but there was no happily ever after in sight; well, I found mine, but that is another story.

Once upon a time, as I would say when telling my children this, the devil had grown bored in the depths of hell. He had enough of only being allowed to stay on his plane of eternal damnation, but still wasn’t stupid enough to breach the gates of heaven. This left only one option, but he couldn’t even have that.

Yet, there was a loophole, one used by both sides in a way that cancelled each other out. People who seemed to be part angel, and had wings and halos to the cursed eye. Then, there were people who when you passed them, you could fell the flames of hell, and the screams of the damned. These people I speak of were the ways both sides influenced us.

However, it was rare for God or the Devil to take advantage of this loophole, but they would on a special occasion. They would even meet each other, to discuss the game of our souls.

When the Devil came to have another meeting with God, he already had in mind the subject of the game; a man named Dracula who lived in Transylvania. The rules were simple; if God won, he became a part angel, but if the devil won, he could do what ever he wanted.

God tried enlightenment, but the devil offered power. Already, Dracula had tipped to the plane of eternal damnation; adultery, massacres, greed, and the list went on and on.

Since we all know what he did, it’s easy to guess which side won. And from all that point, all of my troubles had just begun.

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Okay, I really don’t where I’m going with this, so some chapters will really suck, and some won’t suck.

Please read and review anyway.