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Looking at the dates on the two graves
(Baron Riddle 1873-1917 and Rev. Phear 1829-1918)
gives me all sorts of ideas for their superhero history. Reverend Phear worked in secret in Cambridge for many years, until, in 1873 (his forty-fourth year - also the age at which Riddle died - coincidence? I THINK NOT) a young aristocrat was born who would irrevocably warp both their dark destinies ...
Phear was Riddle's tutor, mentor, and finally master when he was up at Emmanuel (1891-94), and the two men found in one another a mutual interest in roast swan, sherry, and the black arts.
For twenty years they terrorised London (don't shit on your own doorstep) under the assumed names of, variously, Professor James Moriarty, Col. Sebastian Moran and a cheeky young butcher boy known only as Jack the Ripper (whose atrocities were merely the means to provide the human blood and organs required for the two men's investigation into the occult science of prolonging life well past its natural span, a particular interest, by this time, of the Reverend's) - until, at the eve of the First World War, they realised that a greater evil than they lurked in the blood-soaked fields of France and resolved to use their strange powers henceforth only for good.
Both men died heroically in the defence of the England they loved - Riddle on the battlefield, Phear, barely a year later, in the most mysterious and bizarre of circumstances.
Which is where our story begins ... |
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