Disclaimer: I do not own DC's Legend's Of Tomorrow.
A/N: Was watching an old episode of Supernatural and my plot-bunny was like "What if Ray was the physical personification of Hell?" and my brain just ran with it.
I have no shame.
Warnings: Pre-slash ColdAtom or Len/Ray for those not in the know.
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Welcome To Hell
In the world of humans, he goes by many names, and his purpose is equally many.
And they are, to a degree, all true.
Expect for one.
He is not evil, and the place that is his home isn't either. In fact, he's not really a he; it's just easier than trying to explain what exactly he is.
He just Is, same as his mesya before him, and so on.
That being said, when he turned of age, he was kicked out of his home, and told to see the human world.
And what a world, and the humans who inhabit it.
He watched them, he was with them, but never been with them. Not truly. And Perhaps never will.
Though-out his years, he had gone by many names, been many things.
King, Queen, Beggar, Knight, Warrior, Solider. Son, Daughter. Friend, Enemy. Too many to name.
In the year 1981, he is Ray Palmer.
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Having spent time with Team Arrow, Team Flash, and now the Legends; it was easily making this century his favorite, and maybe even his favorite version of Earth among other things (though his favorite reality goes to the one with those humans with the X-gene and the metal billionaire).
He's never been a superhero before, nor had he met a more interesting group of humans/mortals.
Their comprehension of Time was adorable though. He really needed to tell his aunt about it, although knowing her, she probably already knew. Her being Time, and all. Anyway, back to the humans.
Spending time with them, made it hard to understand why some in the Other World could not admire humans.
Yes. They were cruel, violent and destructive in general toward each other and everything around them. Not to mention, sometimes just plain dumb.
But.
They were also kind, gentle, compassionate. Smart, and capable of making, and doing great things. They can defy expectations, have done so again, and again. So young, innocent, and could feel emotions that took centuries for those in the Other World to even feel a fraction of, so strongly.
Even now, they were still surprising him. And he loved it, and them.
Which probably explained Snart and Rip.
When the Oculus exploded, and took Snart with it. Ray wasn't worried, instead he played the part of the grieving teammate and friend, help get the team's revenge. Freed Kendra, and Carter, and then when Rip gave them those hours to themselves to think about whether or not they wanted to join him in his quest to protect Time.
Ray got to work.
He found Snart, well some of him, the rest of him had been scattered through time. And what was hours in the human world, but only minutes in different realms. Ray had Snart back, well in body at least. His mind was another matter. Thankfully, his aunt was more than happy to take the human and fix what being scattered had done. It took about three months in human time for Snart's mind to be fully healed, in that time, they had lost Rip. They found him again, well he found them, Rip also happened to be brainwashed by the Legion of Doom (And yes Sara, it's an awesome name).
Mick hit him really hard on the head.
It worked, and after a few nights of talks, some involving vodka. And after Jax punched him, they had their Captain back.
Then came the really hard part.
If it was anyone else, steering the team in the right direction without their knowing would probably be a nightmare, but Ray had centuries and more of practice. And what his team call aberrations, helped a lot too.
There was explosions, crude language, hugging. Some tears, punches to the face, even more tears, and hugging.
They got Snart back.
Ray was content.
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