"Where were you?" Zari asked.
"Visiting an old friend." Sara sighed. "How'd the mission go?"
"We found them and did a quick seizure of their tech." Nick explained. "Who did you meet up with?"
"An old friend."
"Named?"
"You're not getting their name."
"An ex." Mick cut in.
"Anyway, great job, now we're free for another month. Be free, we're leaving again for whatever we want." Sara interrupted. "Mick, meet me in my office."
"Oooh." Wally laughed.
"We're leaving in three hours. Do what you want until them. Don't screw anything up."
Sara walked to her office ten feet from the bridge as the others dispersed. Mick followed behind before he sat in one of the nice chairs in the faux wood office space.
"What's up, boss?" He asked.
"I was just faced with a difficult choice."
"You're thinking about staying, aren't you?"
Sara nodded, looking down. "I met up with Nyssa and I remembered how much I loved her. I just want to spend everyday with her, but… I just-"
"An emergency has arrived from the bureau." Gideon reported. "They offered two uninterrupted months if you succeed."
"What is it, Gideon?"
"May 21, 2055. You need to stop an assassination of a local politician, David Cain."
"Why?"
"An opposition party is created against him later. He's important for forwarding the progression of unity."
"I hate this job. How much are we gonna get paid?"
"70,000 Eviga Diamanter."
"10k each. I like it." Mick nodded.
"Okay, who do we have to stop?"
"A woman from the League of Assassins, her name was redacted."
"Crap, can you please call the others back, Gideon? We're leaving in a half-hour. Can you also send them the synopsis?"
"Of course Captain Lance." Gideon responded.
"Anyway," Sara segwayed, I love her, but I know that I need to stay here and help."
"I can understand what you mean. After Snart died, I thought I should go back. Nothing else keeping me here, but I remembered that I have nothing without him, so I stayed here. I know he would've done the same. While we're here, we should crack open Rip's scotch."
"Why not." She shrugged walking to the cabinet.
"2055, we have to stop an assassin from killing David Cain. Amaya and Nick, I need you in the crowd of his speech, Mick and I will watch him before the speech, Wally Ray and Zari will watch from the rooftops. All right, Legends, let's roll out!" Sara exuberantly called.
The Legends walked out of the ship, getting to their positions marked on their watches. Sara and Mick walked to Cain's hotel, hiding in the lobby as they waited for the new politician. They sat in the uncomfortable faux leather chairs.
"What are you thinking?" Mick asked.
"I don't know. I want to stay, but there's a part of me that knows I should join her. I just… We'll talk about it later." Sara sighed. "There, there he is."
Mick looked behind, spotting the tall black salt-and-pepper-haired man standing outside the elevator. He straightened his red and silver tie before meandering out into the lobby. Sara sighed and looked at her watch.
"David Cain was born 2007, he worked with the league from '25 to '35. He left to start a political career. Known to work closely with Lady Shiva, whoever that is. Ready to follow?"
"Always." Mick smirked.
"Looks like he's heading out. Watch out for anyone who's trying to get him. They just said woman no name, probably in street clothes, knowing the League. Doing this for 10k." Sara sighed shaking her head. "I love this job."
An hour passed as they tailed David, no one shady followed him except for Sara and Mick.
"No one yet." Sara whispered to Mick.
"I know, I'm getting agitated." He seethed. "When can I knock someone out?"
"Soon. The bureau is never wrong."
"Look," Sara whispered. "She has an assassin's knife."
Mick glanced around. "Where?"
"Follow David, I'll try to sneak up on her. Inform the others."
Sara looked at her, nearing her position as the assassin got closer and closer to Cain. The assassin had short dark hair. She had the look that she was mixed asian and black. Though she was short, she was lean but muscular. Sara closed the long gap between them, locking her arm around her neck and choking her as she dragged her into the dark alley. The assassin broke free and turned around to hook Sara in the jaw. She slashed the knife in her other hand at Sara, catching her bicep before stutter stepping back. Her brows furrowed as she looked at her opponent. Sara hit the knife out of the young woman's hand and shoved her against the wall. The assassin headbutted her before elbowing her in the stomach. Sara stumbled back but then blocked another swinging elbow, guiding her to the ground by the back of her neck. She knelt on the assassin's arms to keep her vulnerable. Sara wrapped her arm around her throat and pulled her up with her arms still pinned, choking her until she went limp. She shook her head and opened a portal to the ship. She pulled the black haired woman over her shoulder in a fireman's carry through the door.
"Gideon, please inform the crew that we got her." She huffed in a breathless command. "Who are you?" She whispered on her way to the medbay.
Sara strapped down the assassin, sitting next to her as she waited for her to wake up. She watched as the colour came back to her face. She jutted forward, her wrists stuck to the chair. Gasping for breath, the assassin looked around, finding Sara.
"You, I was so close!That was my rite of passage!"
"Called off." Sara shrugged. "Who are you?"
"Not telling." She huffed.
"Fine. I'm Sara, Sara Lance." Sara stood up and took a sample of her blood with a pin and sample collection plate. "You're an impressive fighter… Cassandra Raakto."
"Thank you." She muttered in response.
Sara glanced at the screen, and furrowed her brows, before looking at the assassin. "I recognize your last name. Huh. Who trained you? Was it Malaq? I guess she'd be… wow, 99."
"The League was basically disbanded in 2035." She nonchalantly shrugged. "I was trained by the former leader."
"Oh, why did it log you as a member of the League? Hmm, must have marked you with a former assassin then."
Sara turned back to the computer, typing in Cassandra's name. A red screen popped up, blocking out Sara.
"Gideon, why am I locked out?"
"Seems they've tried to expunge her record."
"But this is her life record, everyone has a quick synopsis."
"Maybe you're not supposed to know about me." Cassandra chimed in.
"Quiet."
"Al Ta'ir Al Usfar."
"What?"
"Al Ta'ir Al Usfar."
