(Legends: Seattle, United States 1993)

"What's your earliest memory?" Mick asked taking a swig from his beer.

"I must have been about… ten. I was practicing acrobatics with my mom, Sara, when I hopped from the banister to a round log stuck to the ground when I slipped and cut my back." She chuckled. "Wanna see?"

"Sure."

Cassandra pulled up the back of her shirt by the collar revealing a long faded scar on her back.

"Wow, that's a big scar." He gawked.

"Yeah," She continued letting her shirt fall back down. "When I fell, Mom camly walked over and lifted me up, helping me to her room. While she was patching me up, she told me, 'Māmā would be proud that you tried something new'."

"So why did they train you?"

"So that I would be able to protect myself. What I didn't understand when I first saw her like this, was why I was assigned to keep tabs on Cain and Lady Shiva, now I see it was to make my life possible."

"Exactly. It's like, the reason your moms met was because Sara told Ra's Al Ghul about sending Nyssa to a remote island in 2006 where Sara would be stranded."

"I just wish I could see them again."

"Don't worry, we can always let you go home and like Sara, you can come back."

Cassie nodded and drank a bit before continuing her story. "I remember her leaving for a week long trip when I was 13, maybe that was her coming back."

"Well, next time we see Sara, ask her about your parents." Mick told her.

"Why?"

"Just ask her. End the mystery."

"I don't care who my real parents are because they're not the ones who raised me."

"Okay." He shrugged, finishing his beer. "There's some time left before we go back to the ship, anything you want to do?"

"There's a club around here, right?"

"Yeah."

"Well, let's get out of this dark bar and to the bright night… club."

"Okay, Cas."

(2047)

"Again." Nyssa commanded.

"Māmā!" Cassie whined.

"Cassandra Al Lance Al Raakto, again."

Cassandra took a deep breath and grabbed the bamboo shinai two feet away from her. She stood back up and watched Nyssa turn back around. She took two swift steps back to her, swinging the training sword at Nyssa's side. Nyssa quickly blocked the strike to her side and shouldered Cassandra to the ground again.

"Let her have a break, Nyssa, it's been an hour." Sara broke in, leaning against the door frame.

"Sara."

"Give her a break. Let her eat and rest before her lessons start."

Nyssa nodded and helped her daughter back up, kissing her forehead and taking the shinai from her.

"Go eat."

"Thanks, Māmā."

"I only train you to protect you."

"I know."

Cassandra followed Sara through the door, looking at the bruise on her arm.

"I hate training with swords." She complained looking up at her mom.

"I know, so did I, but I pushed myself with Māmā's help and became a better assassin because of her. She really only has the best of your interests in mind even if she has trouble openly showing it." Sara finished looking at Cassandra. "I made de-thuk, grab a bit before your next lesson, okay?"

"Okay, thank you."

Sara stayed behind and watched her daughter continue down the hallway before she left for the training room. Nyssa was practicing with a bo staff when she spotted Sara in the mirror watching her.

"I'm sorry for cutting practice short." Sara apologized.

"I understand why." Nyssa sighed. "I just need to teach her, we don't know what might happen, I just want her to be prepared for anything, even Lady Shiva."

"You don't think they'd attack her do you?"

"She tried to kill you and me, I don't know what she'd do to Cas, not to mention the confusion. I just wonder what would happen if she got into her parents hands." She finished in a very hushed tone. "Anyway, I still have time before work, want to practice?"

"Only a little, I have to drive Cassie to her lesson in 20 minutes." She sighed looking at her watch.

"What's today?" Nyssa asked tossing a shinai at Sara.

"Her french lessons. She's very fluent whenever her and her teacher talk."

"That's great."

"How's her math going?"

"Good, her teacher says that she needs a bit of help on 'Quick Calculations', but she's doing an amazing job in the other applications."

Nyssa twirled the shinai around, swinging at Sara's shoulder, getting a quick roll and block. "Oh, you wanted to tell me something, what was it?" Nyssa asked, hitting her in the leg.

"Oh, nothing big, I just thought you should know that the Legends have been contacting me recently and they need help, I'm planning on joining them and coming back in a week."

"When are you leaving?" Nyssa asked blocking a quick jab.

"Soon. I'm planning for Friday."

"That soon?"

"Their time is different, they're coming at 3 in the morning so Cassie won't know where I'm going."

"What are they doing?"

"There's a rogue flying through time that they can't get their hands on, they're getting me, Amaya, Jax, Kendra, and Carter. I have to."

"Okay, but you must promise to be safe."

"I promise to come back alive."

Nyssa smirked and pecked Sara's cheek.

"Come on, we still have time."

"Okay."

(Legends; Star City United States, 2017)

"What's the problem?" Mick asked walking into the Time Bureau.

"Captain Rory." A calm voice sighed in exasperation.

Mick turned around and spotted a blonde woman walking from her office. "Sharpe."

"Stop scaring Gary, he's not that confident, and you make him confused." She berated carrying a file under her arm. "I don't like you, but your crew's the only one I can trust. This is a current file I have on a rogue. The bureau won't fund it, so I'm hiring you."

"What's the mission?"

"A new criminal is running through time, no name or anything. My money's on Rip, but the bureau doesn't know yet, so they won't investigate until it's too late."

"Who's Rip?" Cassandra asked.

"Who's she?"

"Who are you?" Cassandra jibed with a smile.

"Cassandra Al Raakto." Mick introduced

"Oh, how'd you- Nevermind, here's the file, bring her up to date." Ava commanded.

"What's the pay?"

"50 Eviga Diamanter each for taking it, 1,000 each after you catch them." Ava sighed turning away. "Do you best to find them and I'll put in a good word for you with the board."

"What'll that do for us?"

"Imagine two months and not just one?" Ava asked looking back at Mick.

"What about higher pay instead?"

"Then 2 weeks with higher paying missions?"

"We'll talk later." Mick nodded opening the file.

"So, who's Rip?"

"A complicated and troubled man we trusted."