The Legends try to "make a baby," reinforcements arrive, and Ray saves someone at the cost of another's life.


Sara Lance

Sara had the most insane team in the multiverse and considering Kara Danvers had Slade Wilson and Malcolm Merlyn for adoptive brothers, that was saying something.

Still, she thought as they were left alone by Jonah Hex, if they were insane enough to release Mallus, they were insane enough to try what Amaya wanted them to do. "All right, Amaya," she said. "It's your show. How do we create this magical light being?"

"All right," Amaya walked towards a concrete platform. "Everyone, over here. Make a circle. Mick, your fire is gonna provide our champion with its spark. Zari, use your air to give it breath. Wally, use water to flow life's blood through its veins. Nate – "

"I will use the Earth Totem to give Voltron flesh," Nate grinned.

Sara took back what she thought as behind them, Jax laughed and hastily coughed, Lily covering her mouth with her hand to stop herself from laughing, too. What was more insane was letting Nate do this while he was still high off the tea. "You got to stop calling it that," she glared at him.

"I will never stop calling it that," Nate shook his head.

"I'm gonna use my spirit to provide it with a soul," Amaya continued. "But . . . " She pulled a black stone on a chain out from under her jacket. "Without the final totem, our champion will be incomplete."

"No," Sara immediately shook her head, holding her hands. She remembered the last time she wore the Death Totem, and what she had nearly done with it still gave her nightmares. "It's not happening!"

"Without the Death Totem, the other five totems can only imprison Mallus," Amaya told her. "We need death to kill him once and for all."

Sara eyed the Totem in disgust. "Don't worry," Mick spoke up. "If you turn into a witch bitch, I'll kill you."

Well, that was a little comfort, at least. "Thank you," Sara sighed.

"You're welcome," Mick nodded.

"All right," Sara took off her hat and bowed her head so Amaya could place the Totem around her neck. "Let's do it."

Everyone held their breaths as the Totem dangled from Sara's neck, and Jax sighed in relief when Sara remained the same. "Atta girl."

"OK," Amaya extended her hands. "Hold hands." She continued, even as Mick tried avoiding Nate's grasping hand. "Come on, clear your minds, and focus on your breath. Imagine a perfect warrior of justice, mercy, and light."

"So . . . Supergirl?" Lily whispered to Jax, who buried his face in his hand to avoid cackling.

The Totems all lit up one by one, then Mick's voice rang in Sara's head. "Why does Pretty have such girly hands?"

Nate's voice was next. "Damn, this Lyoga root is strong! Concentrate, Nate, think about 'Voltron, Defender of the Universe!'"

"I kind of pictured myself wielding something cool," Wally's voice chimed in. "Like a Lightning Totem."

It was Zari's voice that made Sara want to respond. "Am I crazy, or is Jonah Hex hot?"

"Eh, you could do worse than Hex," Sara thought.

Zari's hand tightened around hers. "Wait, you can hear me?"

"We can all hear each other," Amaya confirmed with a sigh.

"Even what I said about Pretty's girly hands?" Mick thought.

"Yes!" Sara, Zari, Nate, and Wally responded out loud.

"What did we just miss?" Lily looked at Jax in confusion.

"Totem magic?" he shrugged.

"OK, please!" Amaya shouted. "We need to clear our minds!"

Beams of magical energy shot from each Totem to the center of the platform. "Whoa," Lily blinked. "It's working!"

Mick frowned uneasily. "Are we making a baby?" he asked.

"Guys, we have to focus!" Amaya insisted.

"You telling us to focus is making it harder to focus!" Zari countered, earning a nod from Nate.

"All right, look" Sara grimaced, "this is why we're not worthy of the Totems!"

"Seriously, are we making a baby?" Mick looked around.

"Everyone, just shut up!" Amaya yelled.

In the next second, the haze of magic disappeared, and Lily screamed, finding herself looking at something that looked like some disfigured creature that looked more like a gooey chicken. "What the hell?!" Jax sputtered, pulling Lily away.

"Cronen baby!" Nate yelped.

"Ew!" Zari retched, looking away with a hand over her mouth.

The creature sprayed goo everywhere, making Sara shriek and cover her face. "Is it supposed to be gooey?!"

Mick snarled and unholstered his heat gun, blasting the creature with it and making it disappear. "Mick!" Amaya stared at him.

"What?" Mick asked defensively. "I'm just putting this slop out of its misery!"

"Aw," Nate pouted. "Voltron!"

Amaya took a deep breath. "Right. We need to try again."

"You want to make that creature again?" Jax asked in surprise.

"No," Sara shook her head, stepping out of the circle in frustration. "What we need to do is find some people that are worthy of using these Totems!"

A hissing sound made her turn around, and Sara's eyes widened as Ava stepped out of the doorway made by a time courier. "If that's not an entrance line, I don't know what is," she smirked, and Sara's jaw dropped when she saw the people pouring out behind her. "I got your message."

"We all did," Barry smiled at Sara.

"Reporting for duty, Captain," Leo nodded.

"Or just getting everyone out of trouble," Oliver teased, Kara giggling from his right.

Sara looked around in shock. Barry and Cisco, Leo and Ray, Helen and Kuasa and Martin Stein . . . and even Slade, Malcolm, Laurel, Alex, Mon-El, and Imra with Oliver and Kara. That was more help than she imagined they would get!


Ray Palmer

Far from the Wild West, in Zambesi 1992, Ray poked his head out of the jumpship, then nodded and hopped out. He looked at the hut across the field, then winced when he heard the bangs and crashes from inside. "Whoa," Damien Darhk remarked as he stepped out of the ship behind Ray. "Sounds like I'm really giving you the business in there!"

"Yeah," Ray winced. "Still hurts."

"Sorry," Damien eyed the shoulder Ray was cradling.

"OK, so here's the plan," Ray took a deep breath. "We have to knock Nora out – " That earned him a protective glare from Damien. "Gently, because I know she's still your daughter," Ray amended. "And we probably have to keep her unconscious until we figure out a way to de-demonize her."

Damien nodded in agreement, then tensed when his dark-haired daughter, black magic creeping through her veins, stumbled out of the hut. "We better move quickly," he said, running after Nora.


Amaya Jiwe/Cisco Ramon/Jonah Hex/Imra Ardeen/Sara Lance

"I can't believe you were ever this young, Nana Baa," Kuasa marveled as she walked side by side with Amaya through the town.

"I can't believe you came to my aid," Amaya smiled. "If you only knew the odds against that happening."

"Odds?" Kuasa blinked. "I've been given a chance to fight alongside the woman who saved Zambesi! What was I supposed to say, no?"

"You didn't have to come, Dad," Lily told Martin with a smile, walking arm in arm with him, Jax on his other side.

"Well, I will take every opportunity I can get to see my former team again," Martin smiled at her. "And I will especially take a chance to complete a mission with two people who mean the most to me."

"Thanks, Grey," Jax smiled. "It means a lot."

"Besides," Martin gestured around them. "It's the Wild West!"

As Jax and Lily laughed, Nate frowned and wrapped a blanket tighter around himself. "Am I still high?" he asked Wally, Ava, and Cisco. "Or is the water witch a pal, Helen of Troy a warrior princess, and Slade and Alex standing closer than they normally are?"

"What?" Cisco immediately turned around to check.

"We leave you alone for what, three or four days, and not only do you get yourself killed, but you also deal with not one, not two, but three Kryptonians who use dark magic?" Malcolm looked at Slade and Alex incredulously.

"And to think I may have missed you, wizard," Slade grumbled.

"Magician!"

"Well, at least that will never change," Cisco shook his head.

"I believe you owe me a greenback," Jonah informed Zari, looking around. "Not to look a gift horse in the mouth, but I was hoping for some real soldiers."

Helen, who had been walking on his other side, quickly drew her sword and leveled it at his neck. As Jonah grunted in surprise, Helen gave him a sweet smile. "I'm Helen. Nice to meet you."

Jonah smiled nervously, then carefully tipped the blade of the sword down. "Nice to meet you, little lady."

"There was a Nazi Barry?" Imra blinked as she, Mon-El, Oliver, and Kara walked with Terrill and Leo.

"There was," Leo nodded. "He's not very happy about being locked up on Earth-X."

"Bastard deserves it," Mon-El rolled his eyes.

"There's no arguments there, my friend."

"Amen to that," Oliver grumbled.

"Barry said you missed him a few times?" Kara grinned.

"He did," Leo nodded.

"Let's not mention that again," Oliver sighed as Mon-El laughed.

"Well, it's really good seeing you again, Barry," Sara said as she and the speedster brought up the rear. "I just wish it was under better circumstances."

"Hey, I'm just glad that we got Zari's beacon in time," Barry shook his head. "And we're lucky Ava could pick us up right there and can drop us off barely a second later. DeVoe's about to start his show. Unfortunately, that means we need to get back to Central City when this is done."

"Well, fortunately for you, being time travelers means we can drop you off right when you left," Sara nodded. "Even better, we can give you a hand. I'm gonna owe you after this, anyway."

Barry frowned. "No, I think this is me paying you back after you were kidnapped."

Sara snorted. "Nope, we were even after that."

Barry looked at her. "Are we really having this conversation again?"

Sara laughed, giving him a side hug. "It really is good to have you here, Barry."

"Glad to be here," Barry wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

"Hey, Sara?" Kara turned to walk backwards. "Where's Ray?"

Sara sighed. "You do not want to know."


Ray Palmer

Nora was on her knees and thrashing about when Ray and Damien found her. "Come on, do it now, before it's too late!" Damien urged. "Go!"

Ray threw the sharpest punch he could, but while Nora bent over, she didn't collapse. "Oh," Ray winced when Nora looked at him with Mallus's sneer and red eyes. Damien hit her next, flinging her to the side. "Oh, man!" Ray grimaced. "You really shouldn't hit your daughter!" Nora straightened back up, her face twisted by Mallus's features, and she didn't flinch when Damien drew a gun on her. Ray, however, balked. "You stole my nanite gun?! But that'll kill her!"

Damien took a deep breath. "Sorry, honey," he apologized, then shot Nora in the face. She froze, eyes wide as she gasped for breath, eyes clearing of the demon red. "Nora?" Damien stepped forward as she slumped forward onto her knees, then collapsed. "Nora!"

Nora could barely breathe as she looked up at him. "Dad," she choked. "Why?"

"Because I love you," Damien smiled down at her. "And I couldn't watch you become a monster like me."

Nora smiled faintly, then Ray winced when Mallus's voice filled his head. "You fool." Black smoke poured out of Nora's mouth and nose, and up into Damien's. "You thought destroying this vessel would thwart my return? I'll gladly take you instead."

Damien grimaced. "I was counting on that." As the black disappeared from Nora's veins, he lifted her towards Ray. "Go, go," he ordered through gritted teeth. "Get her out of here! Go!"

"No!" Nora shrieked as Ray lifted her up and ran as fast as he could. "Dad!"

Ray kept running, even as he heard Mallus roar and used Damien's body to manifest.


Nate Heywood

"Is it weird that I keep expecting your granddaughter to use that thing to try and drown me again?" Nate looked up at Kuasa, who was chatting with Wally on the next level of the saloon.

"This Kuasa never suffered in the war," Amaya explained. "She never worked for the Darhks. She's a good person who's led a good life, and she and Mari share the Totem." She shook her head in disbelief. "It worked," she smiled. "I can't believe it."

"I can," Nate said simply. "You told us the universe was guiding us, prepping us for this fight. You listened to your heart, and it drove you to do a really good slash super messy thing."

He held up his shot glass, and Amaya clinked it with hers.


Laurel Lance

"D.E.O. weaponry was being sold to the public?!" Laurel asked Alex in shock.

"Not actual D.E.O. weapons, but this gun was based on what we use," Alex nodded, leaning with the metahuman on the bar.

"God," Laurel shook her head. "Weapons made for the D.E.O. – or the FBI, it sounds like you go under – are not what hunting rifles should be designed based on."

"Definitely not," Alex agreed, looking down at shot glass she held. "I might have died on that mission," she revealed.

Laurel choked on her drink. "Excuse me?!"

"I might have," Alex nodded. "That's how powerful the weapons are." She looked past Laurel. "If Slade hadn't gotten in the way . . . "

Laurel turned to see Slade and Malcolm speaking nearby, Slade checking his sidearm while Malcolm leaned against the staircase. "He did?"

"Yeah," Alex nodded. "Bullet went through the front of his suit, didn't get out the back. He was lucky, he could get back in action immediately. It was just a shoulder shot, too."

Laurel nodded and turned back, only to blink when she saw Alex's eyes linger. She looked back and forth between the men and her fellow vigilante in black. "Anything else?" she asked knowingly with a grin.

"Hmm?" Alex blinked and looked back at her, then cleared her throat. "No," she shook her head, turning her attention back to her drink. "Nothing at all."

She ignored Laurel's raised eyebrows as she tossed back the rest of her shot.


Ray Palmer

"OK," Ray carefully placed Nora in one of the chairs in the medbay, then found the syringe he needed to cure her of the nanites. "Stay with me, Nora." After he injected the serum, Nora woke up with a gasp and started thrashing about. "OK, you're safe," he reached out to steady her. "It's OK."

"No, my dad," Nora shook her head wildly, looking around. "My dad – "

"He traded places with you as Mallus's vessel to save you," Ray told her.

Nora stared at him in shock and anger. "How could you let him do that?" she demanded. "Why didn't you stop him?!"

She tried to get out of the chair, but Ray shook his head, keeping her down. "It's OK."

"No!" Nora cried, the fight leaving her as she slumped against Ray. "No!" Her broken wail of "Dad!" made Ray swallow and hug her tightly. Nora sobbed into his shoulder and clung to him, heartbroken because she had just lost her father . . . again.


A/N: In all honesty, I thought Damien Darhk had a pretty good storyline in Legends Season 3. I personally never saw Arrow Season 4 (might be a good thing, considering the . . . not so nice things people have to say about it), but he's been a pretty great villain in Legends. And to have him end the way he did, sacrificing himself to save Nora . . . I think that was pretty true to his character no matter what. I respected him for that.