Yoooo, I'm back!
I didn't actually expect to post this quickly. Then again, this is a brand new story that I literally just started like an hour ago. I was trying to work on my existing stories (for once), but this little plot got stuck in my head and wouldn't leave me alone. And then I really liked this chapter, and I wanted to post it, so here we are.
Soooo, yeah.
A crossover between Legends of Tomorrow and Newsies, the musical (the recent Broadway one). This was unexpected even to me. But Legends is about, like, saving historical events and stuff, and this is a (partially fictionized) historical event.
Honestly, these two shows are just a few of my recent obsessions, but to be fair, I just discovered Newsies, and it's on Netflix, and I've watched it three times in as many weeks.
But if you're wondering which versions of the newsies I'm describing, it's the ones that are on the Netflix version.
And for the usual disclaimer:
I do not own Newsies. That's Disney. I do not own DC's Legends of Tomorrow. That's DC. Obviously. It's in the title. I wish I could go see Newsies on stage, let alone own it.
-Alex
Manhattan, New York
July 13, 1899
The man sat, undetected, near the rooftop where his target lived. He could hear his target, along with someone else, actually singing.
He listened, and he learned two things he never wanted to know: the boy with his target was the closest thing they both had to family. Both orphans. So young and full of life.
The man shook his head. He was on a mission, and he couldn't afford to be distracted.
After all, he had 500,000 reasons to be at the height of his game.
"Work the land! Chase the sun! Swim the whole Rio Grande just for fu-u-un!" He could still hear the two kids, singing about their hopes and dreams.
And he'd be the one to take it all away.
Snap out of it, Helix! He thought, shaking his head vigorously. Of course, Helix wasn't his real name. Just a codename The Corporation gave him for this mission. People like him didn't keep their names for long.
A bell rang, somewhere in the distance.
Helix knew what he had to do.
He knew when he'd do it.
He waited in the shadows as the two kids made their way off the roof, down to their jobs.
Helix followed them at a distance, staying in the shadows. It was what he did best.
He looked down at the paper he was holding once more. It was a color picture of a boy with curly black hair, walking and talking and laughing with a couple of his friends. At the bottom, in large, block letters, the boy's name, along with the deadline for the job.
Jack Kelly. 7/14/1899.
Heeheehee. Yep. evil Corporations, assassins, Jack's in imminent danger. Oh, and the evil assassin dude wants to cause a major shift in history. I mean, I love Jack as well, but he's targeted for the sake of the story.
There's gonna be some really angry Legends coming along soon. 'Cause someone screwed with time, and they want it un-screwed. I mean, that's their job.
Also, this takes place pre-season four premier on Legends. No Constantine(though I like his character) and no screwed up magical unicorns or fairy godmothers.
-Alex