AN: Wellcome to my story this is book 2 of my Chloe Kane series it follows my story Every Journey Starts Somewhere and Prologue. If you have not already read Prologue and Every Journey Starts Somewhere you should go back and read them.
The Time Masters were an organization charged with protecting history from rogue time travelers, but they were destroyed. Under the leadership of Beta Rip Hunter we have taken up their mantle. Sara Lance, Alpha, former member of the League of Assassins, Chloe Kane, Omega, a sorceress, Dr. Raymond Palmer... Alpha The Atom, The Arsonist... Alpha Mick Rory, and Firestorm... The merged super form of Beta Jefferson Jackson and myself, Beta Martin Stein. We are the only ones left to protect history. We are The Legends of Tomorrow.
Sara fastened the necklace around the queen's neck, "It's beautiful, Your Grace."
The queen turned in her seat, "As is yours. Who gave it to you?" She asked Sara about her necklace.
"My sister."
"And yours." She asked me as I moved over to where she was sitting in front of Sara.
I glanced down at my necklace, "a friend," I said, remembering the day Jason gave it to me.
"You both speak of them as if they are gone. I hate to see ladies so beautiful, so sad." she said moving to stand behind Sara dragging her hand along Sara's arm enticingly.
"Your husband…" Sara started.
"Enjoys the company of his male courtiers." She said, turning to move my hair over my shoulder as she caressed my neck with her other hand. "Your grace…" I sighed before she practically purred, "Why should I be denied similar... pleasures? Especially those of such a pretty little omega."
Sara and I rushed, barely decent, out of the Queen's chambers to meet up with the rest of the team, "What's going on? Who are you people?" The king was shouting.
"I believe the Queen is waiting for you in her bedroom," Sara said hurriedly curtseying to the king.
Jax looked us up and down before saying, "And I'll bet she's all warmed up for you."
"Shut your mouth, Jax, or I'll cut your eyes out and feed 'em to you," Sara hissed at him.
I glared at him adding, "I say we take his tongue."
"I believe our work here is done."
"Put another successful mission down in the books." Ray said happily as we walked into the Waverider, "Where are we off to next?"
Stein started in, "Gideon and I have calculated a 96% likelihood of another aberration in Bhopal, 1912."
"Why can't it be Aruba, 2016?" Mick asked, waving around his hat before he split off.
"For real. We've been going non-stop for the past six months." Jax said agreeing with Mick.
I added tiredly, "Yeah, I for one could really use a break."
"Nobody wants to address the fact that Cardinal Richelieu's men were armed with laser guns?" Sara brought up.
"Clearly provided to them by a time pirate or some-such." Stein inferred.
Jax started, "Ah, Grey's right. We need to find out who so…"
"You can get another chance of destroying the very history that you're supposed to be protecting?" Rip asked, interrupting Jax.
"Ah, I knew I forgot something... The part where Rip tells us everything that we did wrong." Ray said, huh did someone teach him how to be sarcastic.
Rip started in on his lecture, "As in seducing the Queen of France just before she's supposed to conceive the country's greatest hope for the future?" He said looking straight at Sara and I.
I felt myself flush before leaning into Sara who defended our tryst, "She seduced us."
Rip continued as if we hadn't spoken, "All wrong, as in violating our policy of not using super powers in front of people?"
"They had laser guns," Jax defended himself.
"At least I didn't screw up this time," Micke said.
"That is truly an accomplishment," I said sarcastically.
Rip walked over to Mick and reached into his pocket, "Ahem," he cleared his throat having pulled out a gold chain.
"Stealing's not screwing up."
The whole team was gathered around the main console in the renovated bridge looking over the information on the newest aberration. "Wow, someone just blew up New York," Jax exhaled shocked.
"During World War II. Think we can all guess who that someone is," Sara snarked from her place.
I raised my voice, "Three guesses and the first two don't count."
"Nazis. I hate Nazis," Mick grunted, I pressed into his side releasing comforting pheromones.
Rip sighed as he said, "Aided by some sort of time traveling ally, obviously."
"Wait, does that mean the Allied forces lost the war?" Stein asked in concern.
Jax asked a follow up question before someone could answer, "In which case, why aren't we speaking German right now?"
"Because we're in the temporal zone." Ray answered. That doesn't really answer the question.
Rip hastily added, "And because it takes time for the consequences of an aberration... even one as cataclysmic as this one, to ripple throughout time."
Sara stood up straight and asked the most important question, "So how much time do we have to stop it?"
"Isn't traveling to that particular time precisely what Rex Tyler told us not to do?" Rip asked increasingly agitated.
I moved forward releasing calming pheromones, "Yes it is, but can we really afford not to," I asked the omega in me desiring to stay far from the potential threat to us in 1942.
Ray reminded us, "It's not like there are Time Masters left to stop it."
Stein spoke in our defense, "Miss Lance and Miss Kane are right, we are history's last line of defense."
"I like the sound of that." Jax spoke.
Mick spoke up, "I'd rather die than speak German."
I rolled my eyes, "That's besides the point, the important thing is that we can't let the Nazis bomb New York no matter the risk to us." That would drastically change our history, could change my family's history.
Rip sighed and moved away from the console, "Best case scenario," he said, turning back to us, "let's assume that Mr. Tyler is wrong and we all end up not dying in 1942. What if, in endeavoring to save New York, we make things worse?"
Stein spoke up angrily, "What could be worse than a genocidal fascist nuclear-armed super power?"
"Relax, Captain. We got this." Sara tried to reassure Rip patting him before walking out.
We walked through Central Park in fancy 40s clothes, "So how do we find Einstein in a city of 7 million people," Stein asked.
Ray answered, "Well, we just look for the physicist with the crazy white hair. I mean the other one," I laughed at his unintended crack at Stein.
"According to Gideon, there's a cocktail party at Columbia this evening." Rip explained where he would be.
Mick looked up hearing something that caught his attention, "Cocktail party? Means booze. Where is it?"
Rip turned towards Mick, "At Columbia, I just... Why does no one ever listen to me?"
"It's because we've gotten so used to tuning you out when you lecture us," I said placatingly.
"Never been to a nerd party before," Mick said looking around.
"You mean a physics symposium," Stein tried to correct.
Mick reiterated, "Nerd party."
"I've been to similar events, and I can say with certainty that it's no more interesting than a charity gala," I surmised quickly grabbing a glass of champagne from a passing waiter.
"Keep your eyes open." Rip called pulling our attention to the mission, "We're sure to be in the company of German spies."
The professor looked around before his eyes settled in one place, "Th-th-that's him. The greatest mind the world has ever known," he said in awe.
We watched as Einstein tried to feel up one of the women he had just walked up to, "Ha ha! I like him. He's a pig," Mick laughed.
"That he is," I mumbled, swapping my empty glass for a new one.
Rip turned to look back at us, "I just found our spies," he said, nodding to a group of men in military uniforms that were just a little too perfect.
"Them," the professor asked confused.
Rip elaborated for the less observant among us, "Notice their uniforms. The stitching on the lapels, it's exquisite."
"You mean to say fake," Stein translated.
Stein led Mick over to where Einstein was chatting up the two women he had approached. Stein tried to entice him with science talk driving away the women he was talking to. Mick circled around to stand behind Einstein, "What do you two think you're doing," he asked dismayed at having been cockblocked.
"We have to get you out of here, your life is in danger," Stein tried to explain as he and Mick started to usher him away.
"This is why I never travel without my security detail," he protested.
I quickly walked over, and held out my hand to interrupt, "Professor, I'm sure things would be a little more interesting if we take a walk," I said, smiling up at him coyly releasing subtly seductive pheromones.
He calmed looking down at me he held out his arm for me to take, "So where shall we go?"
I smirked at Einstein and the boys, "I have just the place."
"So, while we were busy safeguarding Professor Einstein…" Rip said as he paced the study.
Sara finished for him, "The Nazis were busy kidnapping his ex."
"Her name is Mileva Maric, she's a fellow nuclear physicist," Stein explained.
"Who, let me guess, had no one guarding her," Rip drawled.
Stein elaborated, "Yes, Einstein's collaborations with Ms. Maric was a closely guarded secret between the two of them."
I interrupted, "Or he, like many men before and after him, didn't want to admit a woman, especially an Omega, had helped him." So typical.
Rip rubbed his forehead as he stopped pacing, "A secret that the Germans apparently knew, so unless we can determine where they're keeping her while she manufactures their bomb…" he trailed off.
Ray walked in and finished, "If I had to guess, I'd say she's with Damien Darhk's uranium."
Stein spoke quietly, "Damien Darhk? As in…"
"The man who murdered your sister." I looked up as Rip asked, turning to Sara,
"How is Damien Darhk even alive in 1942?" Stein asked, amazed as Sara hunched over the table.
Ray spoke looking over at Sara, "Thanks to the Lazarus Pit, he hardly ages. Sara's kind of an expert on Damien Darhk." Oh this is going to be good.
I leaned back as Sara picked up her head to glare at Ray, "Drop it, Ray."
Ray continued on despite Sara's implied threat, "I'm sorry, but while you were all saving Einstein, Sara was off on her own secret side mission to kill Laurel's killer in the past."
They went back and forth sniping at each other, their Alpha instincts pushing them to establish a pecking order, "And I suppose you never thought about saving your fiancée?"
"Yeah, of course I did, but I never did it, because it's against the rules." And Ray once again proves he is a boy scout through and through.
"What rules? We're not Time Masters, there are no rules."
"Well, if there were, there'd certainly be one about lying to your team."
"Listen to yourself. Look, we get it, you're perfect. Always the Boy Scout, aren't you, Raymond?"
"Yeah, well, I could say the same thing about you being an assassin."
"Well, if we're being honest, then let me get something off of my chest."
"Let's all just take a deep breath, shall we?" Stein tried to stop them.
"You think that you're such a big hero, Ray? Without that fancy suit you're nothing but a self-righteous rich guy." I winced knowing that would hurt Ray deeply. I moved to stand between them pushing my pheromones into the air to try and calm their tempers.
"Maybe you're right... but without my suit there's no way of finding Einstein's ex-wife, or Damien Darhk for that matter."
Rip cut off their argument, "Sorry, what are you saying?"
Ray explained, "That anyone who spends a lot of time around uranium... In this case Damien Darhk... Picks up trace amounts of radiation, which my suit can track."
"And lead us straight to the Nazis' nuclear bomb."
We looked out over the dock where the Nazis had the bomb as a submarine popped out of the water. "We can't allow them to get that bomb onboard," Rip said.
"What about Mileva," Einstein quickly inquired, worried about his ex.
"Don't worry, Doctor, we'll be sure to keep her safe, but we must secure the nuclear bomb…"
"Atomic," Einstein interrupted Stein.
"About to be placed aboard a Nazis submarine. This is no time for subtlety," Stein quickly assured him.
"Agreed," Rip said, giving us the carte blanche to go full out. Some part of me shivered at the thought of unleashing hell on them.
Ray took a pot shot at Sara, "Let's make sure we all follow the plan."
"What plan," I joked.
"Let's just get this done," She said, ignoring him.
Ray fired a blast at them as we marched forward, shouting, "Step away from the lady and the bomb! Final warning!"
Darkh spoke in German mobilizing his men. Mick stepped forward a stream of flame spouting from his gun, "I love roasting Nazis!"
I smiled at Einstein, "don't look too shocked, professor, we're just getting started." I launched myself into the air firing blasts at the men around the bomb to clear the way for Ray to reach it.
Rip quickly secured Einstein's ex, "We need to get Miss Maric to safety! Sara! Get down." Sara rushed after Darkh as the fighting continued ignoring Rip's call. Ray got to the bomb and started trying to disarm it, as Firestorm and I circle above keeping the Nazis away. Mick got hit by a bullet after Ray failed to disable the bomb, "Mr. Rory's injured, Dr. Palmer is incapacitated, we need to fall back now! Firestorm, Chloe, cover Dr. Palmer and Sara," Rip called over the comm making us all retreat.
We had migrated back to the bridge as Rip piloted the ship into the ocean, "Ah. We going swimming or something," Mick asked as all but Jax entered the bridge.
Rip answered calmly, "I'm tracking the Nazis U-boat."
"Where is it now," Sara asked as we started sitting down.
"It's close," he said.
"How close," I asked sarcastically after something impacted the ship.
They've knocked out our telemetry, Captain.
Mick asked impatiently, "What's going on?"
"As you can see, the Waverider is ill suited for underwater combat," Rip explained, not looking up from the controls.
Ray started fiddling with the system controls in front of his seat, "I'm trying to bypass the tertiary subsystem array."
"Make it fast, haircut," Mick grunted. Ray cheered as he got the ship to fire at the Nazis.
A torpedo moved past us in the water, "What was that," Sara asked.
"They're not firing on us," Stein sounded worried.
"It's the nuclear bomb," Rip said with dread.
"Atomic," Stein corrected insistently.
"Who cares," I yelled at him.
"Whatever it is, we gotta stop it." Ray said getting to the point.
"I fear that there is only one way to do that," Rip said alarmingly as he set the ship on a course.
Jax hurried onto the bridge, "Okay, I don't know what you wanted me to do, but I did it."
"Excellent work, Jax," Rip praised as he rose from his seat to take a tablet from Jax.
"What's going on," Mick asked.
Rip quickly explained his insane plan, "I am piloting us on a collision course with the torpedo, Now, with any luck it will hit us before New York City."
Mick deadpanned, "How is that lucky?"
"Can the Waverider handle the blast," Sara asked. Is this what Rex Tyler meant, is this how we die? My omega instincts were screaming for me to find a way to keep my pack together, to keep them safe.
"Honestly, I have absolutely no idea," Rip answered.
I scrambled to speak, "I can try to reinforce it but I have no clue how well it would hold."
"Which is why... I'm doing this." Rip said before a bright light blinded me.
I stumbled nearly hitting the ground as I landed. Glancing around I had no clue where I was or probably more importantly when I was. I felt a flush of anger at Rip's audacity, not just marooning all of us in time, but alone in different times our pack was scattered who knew where we all were. I took a deep breath dissipating my anger before looking closer at my surroundings, as I tried to suppress my omega whimpering at our lost pack. Some of the scenery looked vaguely familiar but I couldn't quite place it. I turned slowly looking in every direction, I could tell it would get dark soon and so I needed to find someplace to stay. I felt a somewhat familiar tug in my gut, but ignoring it I muttered a quick locator spell focusing on finding the nearest human settlement. Lightly floating off the ground, I fought the tug in my gut and followed the pull of the spell guiding me to what I wanted.
I flew for roughly ten or so miles landing on the top of a hill and looking down I could see a small town. I squinted at it briefly before I started walking the rest of the way. I stopped close enough to the town to be able to make out people and building structures, Greece. I was in Greece, the architectural style and fashions were unmistakable. I quickly conjured a light hooded cloak that wouldn't be out of place to cover my 21st century clothing, I worked quickly forcing myself to stop producing pheromones and casting a spell to mask my scent not wanting to risk being bundled off by some lone alpha seeking a mate.
I flicked up the hood as I strode towards the town. I didn't have much time to find someplace to stay for the night. At least I should be able to communicate with the locals. That would make finding my footing easier, I just hoped the rest of my pack weren't getting themselves killed. I walked into town and approached the first merchant in the small market. I explained that I was a traveler from a far off town and was looking for an inn to spend the night, before I continued my travels. Quickly memorizing the directions I was given I thanked them and took note of the crowd making its way in my direction. I slid through the crowd slipping a coin or two from a couple of the men, I made my way to the inn.
I woke the next day to a knock at my door as servants filled the tub in the room and delivered my breakfast before quickly leaving. I rose from the bed rubbing my chest feeling a tightness at the more insistent tug in my gut. I stripped before slipping into the tub to quickly bathe before I ate. I tossed yesterday's clothes into my pocket storage before dressing in fresh clothing. Eating quickly I departed the town I rose into the air once I was far enough from town. I continued flying in the direction I had started yesterday. Less than ten minutes later I landed clutching my chest at the constricting feeling that resulted from me ignoring the tug in my gut. I grimaced, I guess I have no choice but to follow the tug. I turned, stumbling, I followed the tug, the tightness in my chest slowly lifted as I followed it. For once the dark inside me was almost silent, holding its breath as if anticipating something, but what I didn't know. Lifting off I flew slowly following the pull. It was nearly twilight when I landed, the pull had become almost nonexistent, this is it I thought I might finally get some answers. I looked around seeing nothing except trees and small animals, I sighed maybe it didn't really mean anything. I relaxed though my body was still tense in anticipating something I couldn't see. I scented the air as I waited, looking around I tried to figure out what I was there for, there was an enticing scent in the air though I couldn't place its source.. I cursed as the sun set I could barely see what was in front of my face and it was getting cold. I flicked my hand conjuring a ball of purple light, I tried to figure out what I was going to do for the night. Something inside was telling me I needed to stay here, I resolved to ignore it in favor of finding someplace to sleep. A sharp spike of intrigue flicked through me, but it wasn't my own emotion I felt. I froze, something was coming, I could feel it in the air as everything went silent. I turned slowly trying to see what was coming, but I couldn't see anything. I conjured a few more balls of light, I pushed them out around me. I could feel something looking at me and I didn't like how out of control I felt. I started backing up, I needed something behind me. I hit the ground hard after tripping over a root. I moved to sit up, freezing as I heard a branch cracking. Something came bounding out of the trees, pinning me to the ground as it pounced on me. I met its eyes as it shifted and the scent of a strong Alpha overwhelmed me, "it's you."
"I'm sorry, but so far I haven't been able to detect any historical alteration that would indicate Mr. Hunter was stranded in time, nor have I been able to discern Miss Kane's location."
"Uh, why don't we ask Gideon where they are?"
"Who's Gideon?"
Greetings, Dr. Heywood. I am the ship's artificial consciousness.
"Gideon, we need you to tell us where Rip and Chloe are."
Miss Kane is currently in Greece circa the year 517 BCE. I'm afraid I have no idea where Captain Hunter is.
"Alright let's go pick up Chloe then we can focus on finding Rip."
I woke to featherlight touches traveling down my body, "good morning," I hummed as my body came alive. My Alpha breathed lightly onto my center, I shivered feeling my body heat up in anticipation. I moaned as a tongue leisurely traced my labia, the tongue continued with short light strokes working me up tauntingly slowly. "Yes," I sighed as I finally peaked seeing stars. I looked down my body, smiling as I met the eyes of the being between my legs, they smirked up at me before starting to furiously eat me out. My head snapped back as my climax approached hard and fast, I screamed, clutching the sheet beneath me as I came. I felt my Alpha crawling up my body as I rode out my climax. I wrapped my arms around them as they settled above me. They leaned down kissing me softly, I could taste myself on their lips. I moaned as they entered me, I lifted my hips meeting their's thrust for thrust. I felt myself grasping then deeper as my body tightened. They changed the angle of their thrusts and changing pace they rammed into me. I moaned deeply. They hit that spot inside me once, twice, three times before I came tightening around them as their knot swelled catching in me, I could feel them shot deep inside me as I blacked out.
When I came around my body had been draped over their own, my head resting on their shoulder. "Good morning, beloved," they purred in my ear as I nuzzled into their shoulder.
"It most certainly is," I hummed as I stretched out relishing in how wrung out I felt. I settled tracing circles on their collarbone I asked lightly, "what was that for?"
For a moment they were silent, "something is coming," they said. I studied them feeling them, whatever was coming was bothering them.
I leaned up kissing their jaw, "we'll be fine," I said confident that, especially with our combined power, we could handle whatever was coming. They smiled down at me a little sadly, "I know we will, beloved." I kissed them soundly, pushing my confidence and reassurances through our bond.
We walked through the city, idly discussing moving on to the next. "Do you miss it, beloved?"
"Miss what," I asked.
"Your home?"
I looked up at them, wondering why this was coming up now, "I don't not really. I miss my family, my parents and sisters, my pack but not the place itself."
"What would you do if you could go back?"
"I've never thought about it," I said, stopping as we reached the edge of the city. "I'm not sure if I could," they prodded me to go on. "It's been months since I got here, and though I have been stranded before there hadn't been a good likelihood that the means of returning me home was destroyed. I'm pretty sure that by now the rest of my pack has gotten themselves killed, so there's probably no one to come anyway. And then there's us, I don't know if I could stand it if we were apart," I leaned into them.
They wrapped their arms around me and pulled me close, I rested my head on their shoulder. "You will have to make a decision soon, beloved," they kissed my head before looking up at something over my head.
"Miss Kane, it's a pleasure," I turned as I heard someone speaking english, "I've read so much about you," some random Beta coming out of the trees was saying. I glared at him, he knows who I am and hasn't even introduced himself, I thought, but how did he get here?
I heard rustling and familiar voices coming from between the trees before the other legends stepped out. "Hey Chloe, it's great to see you," Ray said, smiling enthusiastically somethings don't change.
I blinked at them, "hi," I said breathlessly. I couldn't believe they were really here.
"So we're ready to go when you are," Sara said smiling.
"Huh," I felt like I had been punched in the gut, all those questions. I held out a hand asking them to wait, You knew, I thought at them as I turned back around. I did, beloved, I knew our time now was coming to an end. I could feel my eyes burning come with me. They shook their head I cannot, not yet, but someday we will meet again. They wiped my cheeks softly catching tears I hadn't known had fallen, tears I can't remember the last time I cried I thought not hiding it from them, "please," I begged aloud, don't make me leave you. They held my face, you must, beloved, your pack needs you, they wiped my tears again, the day will come when we will find each other again, then I will join your pack. It will just be some time until then. I met their eyes, how much time? Shorter for you then for me, beloved, I closed my eyes and nodded. Opening my eyes I leaned up and kissed them savoring their smell, the way they tasted, the way they felt. I conveyed how I felt through both the kiss and our bond. Pulling away I resolved myself to getting one last look before turning because I knew if I looked back I would never leave.
The walk to the ship was silent, I could feel the questions in the air as easily as I could feel the strained bonds settling comfortably around us.
"So Rip scattered us all through time and put Mick into stasis before the bomb hit the ship. And then somehow he disappeared, and no one, not even Gideon can find him. And this history guy found the ship in 2016 which is the only reason we're not still stranded in time," I summed up everything I was told making sure I hadn't missed anything important. Sounds of agreement came from the whole team, "ok so now what? How are we gonna find Rip," I asked frustrated, already feeling the ache of separation from my bonded.
I would be happy to play his final message for you all.
"Final message?"
"Sorry for stranding you all throughout history, but it was the only way to save you. Well, you know what they say, Captain must never abandon his ship. Well, neither shall I abandon hope of seeing you all again someday, somewhere in time. As flawed and unruly as you are individually, together you are the best crew, the best team a captain could ever hope for. So... stick together. And remember, history is yours now, my dear Legends. Good luck."
We were all in the study sitting and for Mick and myself drinking in silence. "So, what do we do now?" Ray asked.
Mick piped up from his seat on the step of the study, "We drink." I raised my bottle in response as I cuddled further into Sara starting to feel the ache of my bond with my alpha. We were all mourning the loss of a pack member.
Sara spoke somberly, "It's not like we were exactly Time Masters, even with Rip."
Jax lifted his hand from his chin, "But I think he knew that one day we might have to do this without him," apparently having realized something.
"And we all heard his message. He wanted us to keep going," Ray concluded.
Stein spoke up recalling our last missions with Einstein and the French royals, "We have to keep going. There's a rogue time traveler out there somewhere."
"Yeah, a time nemesis whose idea of fun is helping Damien Darhk and the Nazis blow up New York City," Sara said leaning forwards in her seat.
Ray got this look on his face, "What's to stop them from going back in time and kidnapping Einstein and his ex-wife again?"
"There isn't much more we can do," I responded.
Mick added, "We can't be everywhere at once."
"But you can safeguard the Einsteins," the new guy spoke up.
"I'm sorry, who are you again," I asked confused as to why this random beta thought his opinion mattered in our pack.
He stuttered, turning from the screen to look at me, "Uh, Dr. Nathaniel Heywood."
Stein spoke up questioning the doc's statement, "Safeguard the Einsteins? How?"
Doc turned from me to answer Stein smiling slowly, "By making one slight alteration to history."
The boys being Mick, Stein, and Doc met the rest of us at the lot we had parked the Waverider in, "Ah, how'd it go with Einstein," Jax asked as they approached us.
"Good, until someone gives the Confederate Army machine guns or breaks Mozart's fingers, or…" Doc started saying.
Stein cut him short, "One aberration at a time."
Sara spoke up asking "What do you all say we get outta 1942?"
I answered, happy to have so much of our pack back together, I hooked my arms through Sara and Ray's, "I think that's a great idea. Let's get to it."
Sara went to uncloak the ship, but then we heard a gun cocking behind us, "Not until you answer a few questions," some random beta in blue and red said.
Three of his friends walked up behind him, "We're the Justice Society of America," started the alpha woman in the burnished yellow suit.
Her sentence was finished by another beta wearing a black and burgundy suit with a burgundy lined cape, as a costumed beta woman floated down holding a glowing staff, "And you're coming with us."
