It was a cold and rainy night in Canton, Ohio. Lightning flashed in the distance as a large man wearing a cloak stood before a grave. He keeled down to read the inscription.

"Hmmmm..." The man grunted "Bad master woke up. But father still sleeping." He rose his arm up to the sky, revealing a massive muscular green hand covered with stitches and coils as the sleeve fell. Almost instantly, a dozen lightning bolts struck the behemoth, burning away the cloak. The man was none other than Frankenstein's Monster! He was the size of Mr. Hyde, wore a massive purple tux with brass indents, and had his iconic bolts on ether side of his neck.

"WAKE UP FATHER!" He roared as he slammed his open palm onto the ground in front of the tombstone that said "Frankenstein". This was followed by a large capsule rising out of the earth, revealing the perfectly preserved, mechanically modified body of Dr. Victor Von Frankenstein. Lightning jumped between the monster and the cryo-coffin as the doctor's lifeless body began to stir. He opened his eyes, his right was perfectly normal, but his left was a solid glowing shade of electric blue.

He smiled as the doors opened. He stepped outside with ease, his legs merely covered with a regeneratife skin-like substance of his own creation. The doctor had a good build and was wearing a lab coat, black gloves, blue pants, and black boots.

Victor looked up to his monster with a grin on his face. "Took you long enough. How long was I asleep, sonny?"

"It 1993. Lots of change. You and me famous as book people."

A concerned look spread across the doctor's face. "And Igor? How close is he?"

"Getting close..." the monster pulled back one of his giant purple sleeves to show victor a massive scratch wound. "...but not enough. Hehehe." He chuckled at his quip.

Victor laughed (like neo cortex at the start of crash bandicoot 2). "And thats why I'm proud to call you my masterpiece," He reached up to put his hand on the monster's shoulder, but fell short at his bicep. "As well as my son! But that's enough reminiscing for now. Do we have a plan to stop Igor?"

The monster nodded. "There was league. Had monsters like me, doctors like you. That good news."

"And the bad?"

"Dead long time."

Concern was replaced with an epic grin when Victor heard this. "That's the bad news?! HA! The lightning must have short-circuted your brain because you've clearly forgotten that I can bring anyone back from the dead! How long do we have?"

"I smash bad lab good! Bought father time. 30 years tops. 20 years least."

Dr. Frankenstein laughed his wicked laugh as lightning struck in the distance. "Grab a shovel sonny boy! Let's give the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen a wake up call they'll never forget! Hahahahaha! AAAAAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"