Oliver, John, Felicity, and Rip arrived at the Lance house.

"It brings back so many memories seeing that place again." Oliver said.

"This is no time for sightseeing, Green Arrow," Rip replied. "We must look around carefully. Do you see Quentin Lance?"

"There he is!" Felicity said, pointing to a younger Quinton getting in his car.

"But who is that?" John asked, looking at a masked individual with a heat gun .

"That man is definitely Mr. Rory," Rip said. "It looks to me like he's going to harm Mr. Lance."

"Allow me," Oliver said, in his best Green Arrow voice. He went over to Quentin.

"Mr. Lance, you are in grave danger!" Oliver said.

"What are you, some kind of vigilante? Because I'm a police officer, and…" Quentin started.

"Look behind you," Oliver interrupted, pointing at the masked figure. Quentin gasped.

"Quentin Lance, I have a gift for you," The figure said in a modulated voice.

"Quick, Felicity!" Oliver whispered. "Tap into the comms! We need Barry!"

"Can it wait?" Quentin asked. 'I was going to get my daughter a birthday present."

Felicity quickly turned on her comms device. "Barry, we need the Flash now!" As soon as Felicity told him the address, Barry arrived and sped Quentin away. "On it!" He said to Felicity.

Oliver turned towards the figure, aiming his bow and arrow. "Mick Rory, you have failed this timeline."

"I'm sorry, who?" The figure asked, taking off his mask. Oliver, John, and Felicity all did double takes. It was Malcolm Merlyn.

"Do I know you or something? You're making strange faces." Merlyn said.

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1990 Nanda Parbat, it turned out, did not look that different from its 2015 counterpart. Though Carter, Kendra, Ray, Jax, and Stein were not aware of the place in the present day except when the others had mentioned it.

"Kinda rocky here…" Stein moaned.

"I bet you wish we could still merge, eh, Gray?" Jax asked.

"Preposterous, Jefferson," Stein replied. "I didn't like being a meta-human much at all."

"Guys, now is not the time to bicker. We must save Sara." Ray reminded them, as the group cautiously climbed down the gravely path.

"I just can't understand why it was us Rip picked. I mean, at least John, Felicity, and Oliver had been here." Kendra complained as they finally saw the League of Assassins headquarters in the distance.

"Maybe we can deliver something they can't. Maybe we can help Mick, but they can't," Ray suggested.

"It makes me really uncomfortable when you refer to Rory by his first name, since you don't even know him." Carter reminded Ray.

"So that's the place, isn't it?" Jax asked, hoping to change the topic.

"It sure is, Jefferson," Stein replied. He peered over at some of the people exiting the complex. "Maybe we should have brought suits resembling league members. No proof we can get in easily." Stein said.

"Oh, there's always a way!" Ray laughed, whipping out his Atom exosuit, putting it on, and shrinking.

"And you always have your superhero suit you haven't really ever used because…" Kendra began.

"Because you never know when danger will come. That's gonna be a tough call to male, being back from the dead. Could even be the Incredible Shrinking Mayor of Star City!" Ray squeaked.

"Little hard to hear you, Ray," Jax said. 'Mind growing again, I don't see any league members, the coast is clear."

"Let's just hurry up!" Carter snapped, heading along. The others followed, with Stein putting Ray in his pocket.

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"Ra's al Ghul, sir?" Mick asked, as he entered the base of the headquarters carrying Sara.

"Who do I have the honor of addressing?" The bearded, menacing man known only as "Ra's al Ghul" asked.

"My name is, ah, Rory Michaels," Mick replied. "I wanna join your little 'League of Augmentations'."

"Now, you do not just request membership," Ra's al Ghul scoffed. "And please, put that cowardly device down."

Mick tensed up as he dropped the cold gun. This caused Ra's to notice Sara. "And who is that woman?"

"This was a woman from my hometown after I burned everyone else and the whole town down. I would want her to suffer worse than death for surviving, were she not near death currently." Mick lied.

"Burned your hometown?" Ra's al Ghul repeated, amazed. "You may very well be League material. But if you are genuinely considering resurrection, there is a very complex ritual you must endure. I'll call you Mawjat al-Huri."

Suddenly, the tiny figure of Ray zoomed into the headquarters and got near Ra's al Ghul's nose, causing him to sneeze. Ray used the opportunity to get back to normal size and knock him unconscious. He then took off his helmet.

"What the hell do you and your awful haircut want?" Mick asked, enraged and reaching for the cold gun, which ended up freezing Sara instead of Ray..

"You know, since that's not yours, it may be too hard to use," Ray laughed. "You see, I'm friends with The Flash, and we've come to stop you from seriously screwing up the timeline."

"I don't give a damn about the timeline! Criminals are supposed to use what little spheres they have been given free access to for fun!" Mick grunted.

"No, Mick. Time-travel may be real, because it's supposed to help people. Not ruin everything." Ray protested.

"It's Rory, Haircut. We're not friends, and you're not Snart. Now, I suggest you get out of here before I use this cold gun to make you bald!" Firing the cold gun, Mick yelled with rage. Ray shrank and ducked, then tried to reason. "But you still haven't said why you kidnapped a dead woman, when you already had her future self on the Waverider."

"Waverider, right. That dumb timeship. Look, Haircut, I wasn't intending it. I was just mad at Snart for dueling the current Ra's al Ghul, so mad I felt betrayed and grabbed the nearest two people in my vicinity, him and Sara, to replace Snart as partners." MIck explained.

"You don't have a right to use her first name if I don't have a right to use yours."

"I will bomb this place!"

"That could cause devastating consequences to people outside the League, kill us both, and I have backup that can attack you if needed."

"You aren't getting out of here alive, Haircut."

"Oh come on, Rory. You must be in 1990 for a reason."

Mick jumped back. "N-no...I mean, I wanted to recreate my magic with Snart, so I recruited Merlyn and killed him when he didn't accept. I got his younger self and sent him to murder the rest of Blondie's family. I already murdered her sister. Along with that skinny one with the short hair. Wanted the job done. Fire is fun."

"No, it's really not," Ray said. "In fact, you're a good man. I saw you give your younger self a pep talk over the Waverider monitor, which led us to come here. And because of that pep talk, you're now a police officer. Only reason the new memories have not caught up with you is that you were out of time."

"Prove I'm a good man, and I'll let you free!" Mick laughed, pulling the cold gun trigger.

"Stand back, Mick Rory!" A voice yelled. Ray turned, and saw it was Nyssa.

"How did you get here?" Ray asked.

"Since I was alive in 1990, I was able to input some of my hair from when I was 5 years old through the recognition system." She turned to Ra's. "Father! What did you do to him?"

"He's just knocked out, Cleavage," Mick assured her. "This man tells me I'm a good man, not just a criminal."

"But you are a good man!" Nyssa said. "I talked with Rip Hunter, after replacing Sara Lance in the timeline, at least according to the temporal notes here, and you are supposed to be a Legend."

"I burned my family alive this year, if you must know, and had to spend time in juvie. I thought I could prevent Snart from joining the League by doing that. But I could not. How am I a Legend?"

"Mick, a couple years ago, my fiancee was killed in a terrible incident with a supervillain," Ray revealed. "I was caught in a terrible explosion that made me legally dead. We all make mistakes. And I know what you did to your parents was a mistake. But our mistakes and how we survive them show true courage. Your deep care for Snart and willingness to rescue him shows you still retain compassion and humanity. The fact you gave your younger self a pep talk shows excellent knowledge and understanding. The fact you came back here indicates love for your family? Not a great man, you say? From what I've read, you seem like one of the bravest people ever."

"Ray, that speech was legendary!" Carter exclaimed, as he, Kendra, Stein, and Jax ran in.

"Hm, "Legends" is indeed a great name for us!" Carter exclaimed.

"Tell you what. If we head back to 2015 and convince Snart to stay an ally, not permanently Ra's al Ghul, I'll join you guys." Mick decided.

"Deal, but we'll only do that if you help us save Sara, Laurel, and Thea," Ray decided.

"Fine," Mick grunted reluctantly. "Let's wait for your "timeship", though."

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"Malcolm Merlyn, why are you in possession of that dangerous weapon?" Oliver asked.

"Some man came and now my wife is dead due to him. He had his dead girlfriend as well. The man creeped me out. Asked me to kill Quentin Lance. Gave me his weird gun. I had no choice." Merlyn explained.

"Aren't you sad about your wife's death?" Felicity asked.

"I'm devastated." Merlyn said. "But that creepy man, Rory Michaels he said his name was, said he could bring her back if I took his heat gun and heat goggles."

"You shouldn't listen to the bidding of others," Felicity assured Merlyn. "Instead, trust your love for your wife and don't help somebody who may be a killer under any circumstances. You should honor your wife, not do murder for fun. What was your wife's name?"

"Her name was Rebecca, and that's very good advice. Thank you," Merlyn replied.

"So, what will you do now?" Felicity asked.

"I will go dedicate my life to being with my son." Merlyn replied.

Felicity turned back to Oliver and John. "Mission accomplished, the timeline must be intact. Despite the fact that Rebecca Merlyn died 3 years early,"

"I think you're right," John replied. "Oliver, call the Waverider."

Oliver made the call to Barry.

"Hold on, we're picking up the Legends in Nanda Parbat," Barry replied.

"I knew they would be Legends!" Rip said in the background. The trio waited a few minutes, before the Waverider materialized.

"Guys, was your mission a success?" Barry asked, as he climbed down the Waverider steps.

"Yes, yes it was," Oliver said. "Let's go to November 2015, to save Laurel and Thea, and leave Sara's corpse where it was before Rory snatched it."

"Well, there's one tiny problem," Mick said from the containment chamber he was in. "Her corpse completely vanished into thin air, like it was never there at all."