Chapter Fifteen "The Time Lord Part One."

"Oh look at this! Look at this! I see him! Look up in the sky! It's a bird!...It's a plane!...No, it's Superman! Fastest than a speeding bullet! More powerful than a locomotive! Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound! The greatest hero of that the world has ever seen! The great alien savior, Ladies and gentleman! Hold onto your jock it's Superman!"

The man in the shadows spit at the screen showing an iconic image of Superman saving a bus of school children from crashing off of a bridge.

"What a crock of shit! People worship this man in a Halloween costume! Even to this day, even hundreds of years later! He's nothing! He's lucky to have surrounded himself with better heroes and better people, than he could be. He's nothing to me, but some hayseed from the middle of butt fuck nowhere, nothing but a fraud! A scam! Hype that was created by the media!" the man in the shadows rambled on and on.

"And somehow, he's inspired generation after generation of heroes and was responsible for extended periods of peace, a utopian world that makes you want to wretch. I mean seriously! Who could sit up at night and think Superman is responsible for all of this? He's nothing but some peon named Clark Kent. Some obsessive tool who spent half his life pining over some girl he could never have, while creepily staring at her through a telescope."

He looked around with pure madness gleaming from his eyes.

"How many lives did he ruin? Hers! Hers! Hers! and hers! But there is one guy who we can thank for his existence. If it wasn't for him! There wouldn't even be a Superman and no, I'm not talking about Jor-El! Or even Jonathan Kent! Those two played only minor roles in the rise of the Last Son of Krypton."

He managed to say this all in one breath without pausing that was most certainly a feat worthy of Hermione Granger.

"No! No! No! They aren't the men behind his success, as pivotal of a role as they might have played, they are only a minor part of it, very minor in fact," the man in the shadows stated with a smile as he tapped his finger against the screen. "No, it's this man who was the man responsible for the creation and success of Superman."

An image of an imposing bald individual dressed in an expensive, custom tailored business suit showed up on the screen. He was carrying a briefcase and he looked like he was ready to take on the world.

"Alexander 'Lex' Luthor!" the man snapped. "He's responsible for Superman! For what use is a great hero, without a great nemesis to oppose him! The world forgot that Superman and Lex Luthor were once close friends, or rather Clark Kent and Lex Luthor were! However, that friendships was doomed from day one. Everyone needs an enemy! Batman had the Joker, Aquaman had Black Manta, Hal Jordan had Sinestro! Nightwing had Deathstroke! Harry Fucking Potter had Lord Voldemort! If they didn't have an enemy, then some hero they would turn out to be. It's Luthor's fault that Clark Kent turned into Superman, he gave him someone to oppose, black cannot exist without white, yin cannot exist without yang, good cannot exist without evil."

His eyes flashed with his inner madness, everyone called him useless, his friends, family, his wife, his boss, random strangers on the street but he'll show them, he'll show them all! "A hero cannot exist without his villain, so if Lex Luthor were to perish before he could give Superman that purpose...before he could give Kal-El that purpose...before he could give Clark Kent that purpose," the man said with a twisted grin. "I have done the research…."

"DAVID! ARE YOU RANTING TO YOURSELF IN YOUR GARGAGE AGAIN?!"

"IT'S NOT JUST MY GARAGE! It's my lair! I am plotting…."

"...YOU BETTER BE PLOTTING TO TAKE OUT THE TRASH!"

"You know, you should show me a lot more respect! I'm going to be someone! I'm going to be known far and wide as the man who took down Superman," he said as prepared to unveil his latest invention. "You see, it's because of people like him that people like me are seen as nothings. I'm going to fix that! You'll see! And….and I might wipe you out of reality if you don't show your future lord and master of all time any proper respect!"

"HA! YOU CAN'T WIPE YOUR OWN ASS WITHOUT MY HELP!"

"You!…you better be nicer to me! In fact, you will be nicer to me," the man said as his voice dripping with a hint of menace, although it seemed pathetic coming from him. "I'm not just David Clinton, mild mannered minimum wage employee, I'm the master of all time, space, and dimension. I am the Time Lord! I will slave over the seconds, manage the minutes, hone the hours, and defeat the days….and you shall call me TEMPUS!"

He tried to deliver an evil laugh, but he ended up starting to choke in the middle of it. To the point that he needed to get himself a drink of water to clear his throat.

"...Well, that sucked," he grumbled out with a rasp, but then he saw the power pack glowing on his desk. Laying next to it was a damaged Legion ring, the one once used by Kal-El during one of his adventures, but obviously it'd gotten damaged in the process. He had been working to fix it and he'd use the energy pack to power it. "Naturally, any trip to the past where I know I'll end up facing Superman, isn't complete without this beauty!"

He held up a chunk of glowing green rock, he'd found the Batcave years ago and found this within, it may have been the only piece left on Earth. He supposed that he could have found some in the past, but who has the time? He had evil monologues to plan.

He put on a power suit that once belonged to Lex Luthor and in the ultimate irony, it would help lead to his demise. It was purple, green, ugly as hell and kind of bulky, but it would do the job.

If he killed Lex Luthor in the past, then there would be no Superman. He managed to finish charging up the Legion Ring. Slipping in onto a finger, holding the ring up in front of him, he used it to open a tear in space and time the he promptly stepped through. The garage collapsed behind him as he went back to September 2001.

"DAVID! YOU LOUSY PIECE OF SHIT! CLOSE THE WINDOW! I'M FEELING A DRAFT IN HERE!"

Harry smiled, it was an interesting past couple of days for sure, now he felt refreshed, ready, and raring to go. He had a lot to do and not much time to do it.

"A trip to the past does wonders for clearing someone's head, doesn't it?" Salu offered to him with a wide grin, after popping up and sitting down next to Harry. She was wearing a long night shirt that stretched down to her knees.

"I'm still having trouble wrapping my head around what happened," she whispered to Harry, causing him to tilt his head to the side for a moment in considering, before offering a brief nod. "Well, I mean I can believe it happened, but I really can't believe it at the same time. Does that make any sense?"

"About as much as anything in life," Harry said as he wrapped his arm around his wife and Salu leaned against his shoulder, the heroine smiling contently.

"I hate that I can't remember it though," she told him with a frustrated look dancing through her eyes.

"I beg your pardon?" Harry questioned her with an arched eyebrow, causing Salu to offer him a bright and vibrant smile.

"Oh, That's right! You don't really remember it well either," Salu said as she leaned back for a few seconds, before drumming her fingers along the table, while looking at him with half lidded eyes.

"Well, from what little we can remember of it, it was a wild weekend." Harry offered her with a bit of a chuckle, then he leaned forwards and gently brushed his fingertips along her cheek.

"A wild five day weekend," Salu stated and then the two of them started to laugh softly for several minutes. After catching her breath, she scooted closer to Harry, who responded by leaning in and wrapping his arms around her waist, before pulling Salu onto his lap. She was a bit surprised by this sudden action at first, but after considering it for a moment, she relaxed and made herself comfortable. "And….I'm sure that if we could remember it, we're going to wonder what were we thinking?"

"Do you regret it?" Harry asked her and she looked extremely thoughtful for a moment, to the point that Harry thought he could hear the gears grinding in the back of her head. After taking a moment to consider the question, she adjusted her positioning on his lap so that she was straddling him, allowing the two of them to look each other in the eyes.

"...Now that you mention it," Salu said as she leaned in and wrapped her arms around his neck. "There is something I regret, it's something regret it more than anything else."

Harry raised his eyebrow towards the woman after hearing her say that. His curiosity getting the better of him, he couldn't help but ask her what that one regret was. "Oh, do tell?"

Salu smiled back at him coyly after bringing a finger up to rest against her lips, she was enjoying the anticipation that she was building up in his mind. "...Well, you know that….amazing...night that we had together? Or that amazing night I assume we had, I don't think that I'm too far off with that assumption, right?"

"No, no you're not," Harry agreed, his voice brimming with confidence and her smile turned into a playful smirk.

"Well, that's just the assumption I have, but I believe you know what they say about people who assume," Salu said, shifting forwards, she pressed herself closer against him. "Maybe after that long, hard five day weekend, you might be feeling a bit burned out, a bit tired….."

"...I think that you're mistaken," Harry whispered to the dark haired woman. Leaning in, he kissed the side of her neck, then nipped at it lightly, causing her to let out a throaty moan. "If really want a replay of the night that you don't remember, you'll find that I'm more then up it."

Harry ran his hands slowly down her lower back, then planted his lips on hers in a searing kiss. She moaned with pleasure as his hands continued to explore her covered body. With a snap of his fingers, the table was cleared off, leaving it open for their fun.

Salu closed her eyes as his hands were now down her legs. She moaned in pleasure as Harry placed a finger to her lips.

"Oh, that's good," she whispered to him as she felt a tingle between her legs. She had vividly imagined what Harry did to her during that five day weekend and now, she was going to get a complete reenactment.

"Nothing on underneath," Harry whispered to her as he parted her thighs and she closed her eyes. "It was almost like you planned this."

"It was almost….like I did," she mentally agreed as Harry parted her legs and she closed her legs. "Please, Harry, take me, I'm yours."

"Yes you are," Harry said as he spread her thighs and prepared to indulge himself into her. She grabbed the back of his head and encouraged him to delve deep into her.

He did as he was encouraged just like that.

Salu found herself draped over Harry's chest with a bright smile on her face in the aftermath of their recent activaties.

"NO! IT MIGHT BE TOO LATE!"

Harry bolted upright to quickly get dressed and Salu did the same. Moving quickly, the two of them joined a group which consisted of Chloe, Karen, Kara, Zatanna, Tinya, and Luornu. They saw Nura standing in the middle of the room, gazing blankly off into space. Atlee was standing there next to her with a hand on her shoulder and Harry ran up to her.

"She went into a trace after screaming that and she can't be snapped out, it's freaky," Atlee said as she bit down on her lip in fear. She'd never seen anything like this in her life before, ever.

"Nura, Nura, please wake up," Imra said, snapping her fingers repeatedly in front of the blonde's face, who's eyes stared forwards unblinking, her mouth hung open and she appeared to be confused.

"Guys…." Chloe said from her console, the scanners were going wild.

"Someone's ripped open a hole in time and space," Harry said as he turned around to face them. "If it's….."

"That's because...it's because he's in danger...if….if he falls then the Legion will never exist," Nura moaned coming out of her trance. Superman opened the door for so many of them to come to Earth and now….now he was in danger of being destroyed.

"We need to figure out what happened, tell us everything that you've seen, please," Imra said.

"Why is he trying to take out Clark?" Karen asked taking half of a step forward.

"...Well, for every Superman fan, there are about twenty people who seem to have an axe to grind with him, but that's always been the case. Clark always had such wonderful social skills that, that's allowed him to make a lot of friends. Before he even became Superman, back during the Smallville day's, someone tried to kill him on a weekly basis. Hell, even his own Father took a couple shots at him," Chloe said sarcastically with a shake of her head.

"You seem like you don't want to go on this mission, yet here you are following us on this mission," Harry stated to Chloe. Although there was a subtle undertone to his question indicating that he wanted an explanation, and the blonde shrugged her shoulders in response.

"I know what happened during this time frame better than anyone else, because I lived it. As a result, I know what we need to do, so we shouldn't bugger up the time line behind all recognition, at least that's the theory," Chloe offered to Harry, who crossed the distance between them and wrapped his arms around her waist. "The three of you…..well you're technically outside of the native time line just like me. So if everything gets FUBARed, at least…."

"...At least?" Harry asked, squeezing his wife's waist gently as he encouraged her to continue.

"I don't...I don't know what he plans to do with Clark though, that's the problem," Chloe said, it looked like she was going to say more, but Karen interrupted her with a statement of her own.

"Well...all roads start at the beginning, so that might be the best place to start," Karen said with a shrug of her shoulders. There was a few seconds where the trio of blondes paused to consider that, before nodding in agreement.

"Where did Kal-El's journey to becoming Superman begin though?" Kara asked, she placed her hand on the her chin in the classic thinker pose, before throwing her head back with a sigh. She didn't really know anything about him at all seeing as how he was Karen's cousin, not hers.

"Well, there's….surely not," Chloe said, her train of thought shifting so suddenly that it crashed off the tracks and it took the blonde a few moments to shake off her confusion.

Harry, Kara, and Karen looked equally confused, because if Chloe was confused, they were screwed. After all, Chloe knew the most information regarding past event that involved Clark Kent out of all of them. So it was time to figure this out.

"What we need to do, is figure out what point in time this person was going to go to…," Chloe offered them, only to stop and stare at the open wormhole in front of them. She took a moment to shake her head in order to reboot her brain, before offering in a dry voice. "...Well, that might have been once a nice garage once."

"DAVID DAMN YOU! SHUT THE FUCKNG DOOR! I DON'T WANT TO GET UP WHEN MY STORIES ARE ON! YOU LAZY MOTHERFUCKER! SHUT THE FUCKING DOOR!"

"No wonder the guy snapped," Harry muttered before he put up a silencing spell to spare his ears.

"...No kidding," Karen said with a low whistle as she looked around. She took careful stock of her surroundings, the papers strewn about everywhere, the images on the screens and it quickly became clear to her.

Chloe's mouth fell open as she studied the blueprints pinned up to what was left of the wall. She couldn't believe some random tool was capable of doing this.

"The guy….oh...he built a time machine in his garage," Chloe said as she leaned in close to look over the blueprints. "And by some fluke he got it working….somehow, he managed to acquire a Legion ring….albeit a very damaged Legion ring."

Karen's reached her hands up into the air and stretched, before placing her arms on the back of her head. "Now, I'm no expert, but isn't traveling through time with a badly damaged Legion ring….kind of stupid?"

"It's kind of very stupid," Chloe confirmed as she tapped the blueprints on the wall, the blonde looked at them over closely with narrowed eyes. "Well, I can stabilize the tear so we can follow it back, although the ride might be bumpy and there….might...be a chance that we won't be able to return."

"Given the alternative, it's a risk that I think that we're all willing to take," Harry said, as they prepared to make their next move.

Chloe decided to step forwards and face the past, as horrifying as it might be to do so. She thought that she'd left it all behind, but it kept tormenting her. She stepped forwards tentatively towards the rift, only to stop and hesitate until Harry closed his hand around hers.

Somehow, the support of her husband offered her the reassurance she needed. Smiling, the blonde took half of a step forward closing the short distance between herself and the portal.

"Well, this is going to be a trip down memory lane," Chloe said, trying to grin, but it was kind of forced. "...Although I'm not really sure if it's going to be the good trip down memory lane."

The quartet disappeared stepped through the portal and arrived in the woods outside of Smallville.

"The Kent Farm is really close to here," Chloe whispered to them as they blended seamlessly into the surroundings thanks to a charm that Harry put on them. "We might need to trace Clark's footsteps on this day, although that might be harder than I think if he's already left the house."

"So was this a particular important day for Kal-El?" Harry asked Chloe and the blonde corked an eyebrow for a brief second as she racked her brain for the information.

"Yes, it's was an important day, he saved the man that would be a great friend for a few years and would end becoming an even greater enemy," Karen chimed in and Chloe got what she was talking about immediately.

"I should have known…..his plan is far more sophisticated then I gave him credit for," Chloe said. She thought she was dealing with some nutjob that thought he was the personification of all ninety four doctors rolled into one.

What was a hero without his villain? He was nothing at all and that statement resounded through Chloe's mind.

"I guess we're going to have to find Lex Luthor and make sure that nothing bad happens to him," Chloe said with a shrug of her shoulders. That was a statement that she never thought that she would say in her life, especially after Lex took a step off the slippery slope into Wonderland.

Fifteen year old Clark Kent shook his head, for most people, being a bit late to leave for school and missing the bus, might have been a problem. Luckily, it wasn't a problem for someone who could move at super speed from point A to point B.

As fast as he was moving, the thoughts that went through his head went even faster. The fact of the matter was that High School was the most important thing in his life. Despite the weirdness of his life, all Clark Kent wanted to do was live a mostly normal life.

Of course, he reminded himself, how many children were found in a field by their parents inside of an alien space ship? As a result he needed to be extremely careful and make sure that even his closest friends didn't gain a hint of what he was, but with all of the weird things going on around him, he was probably one of the least weird.

'Three minutes until they bell, no problem, I can get there within three minutes,' Clark thought, although there was already a ringing going through the back of his head. 'I don't know what….'

Clark was caught off guard when he saw someone driving on the road swerve to prevent hitting him. He stopped and watched as the person in the car flew over the guardrail to crash into the water below.

Clark quickly made his way over to help him, he had to save him. But, the moment he took a step forward to do so, he was paralyzed by someone who'd appeared out of nowhere.

"No! I've got….WHY CAN'T I MOVE!" Clark yelled.

"Because, you're inferior to my superior power! You inferior dolt!" the man stated as he kept Clark in place.

Clark tried to move, but there were invisible shackles holding him in place. He had never felt something so strong.

"You were kind of pathetic when you were a teenager, Superman," the man said, almost amused by his predicament.

"Superman?" Clark mouthed in disbelief, he wasn't going to lie, that sounded like a really stupid name. "Look there's a man dying…."

"I know that and we're going to let him die! For that is what's just! With that one action! Your future, will be no more! And the world will have to live without Superman, Kal-El!" the time lord stated with a mad cackle.

"First of all, you sound like something out of a really bad comic book and second of all, Kal-El?" Clark asked, he was beyond confused and the man's unsettling laughter wasn't helping. Clark couldn't help but wonder what exactly he'd gotten himself into.

"Poor child, you don't understand! But don't worry, you were never meant to understand!" the man said with a chortling laugh as he rubbed his hands together gleefully. "All will be known in due time. That's all that happens, you will never understand what my mission is and you will have an opportunity, for I'm going to ensure that neither of you rise to your position. It's all about balance."

Clark held his mouth open. What he just said really made no sense at all and he was pretty sure that he was dealing with some delusional crazy person.

"That's funny, considering you're the unbalanced one here!" Clark spat at him, only to be encased in an energy bubble and a second later, pain, the likes of which he never felt before, coursed through his body.

"I could crush you like an insect at any moment! Just like the cockroach that I expect that you are!" he said as he looked towards Clark with narrowed eyes that glowed red. "But no! Not just yet, the time isn't right for that just yet! That's the thing, only I know when it will be time! I will make it like you never existed!"

Clark was beginning to come to one conclusion and that was that this guy, he liked to talk, way too much. The bubble clenched around him tightly, forcing him to conserve his breaths.

"He'll die if he doesn't get help….but...but...you don't care," Clark managed as he tried to once again to break free, but the fact he didn't even strain the bubble made him realize how much of a futile endeavor it was.

"No, no I don't….he is nothing! Just like you are nothing! Even though they worship you as a god! and people like you made people like me look pathetic in comparison!" he whispered to Clark, before he opened up the bubble, then placed the Kryptonite inside.

He closed it up, trapping Kal-El inside with the Kryptonite. He was now as weak as a drowned kitten and that was the way that the Lord and Master of all time wanted him to be. He broke into another round of insidious laughter.

"Your death will be slow and agonizing! Already time is slowing down around you! You will feel every cell in your body burn out as the Kryptonite poisons you!" the time lord said as he stared at Clark.

"No...I...won't," he whispered, even as he felt his vocal cords grow raw and he was unable to even breathe properly. He was barely able to even think, he couldn't do anything, he could barely even blink.

The man in the car, he was drowning, he was dying, but did it matter to Clark right now? He had to think of himself, he had to think about the fact he was dying as well.

Time was not on Clark Kent's side.

"So, do you think that we're too late?" Harry asked Chloe and the blonde paused, looking over her shoulder towards him with a thoughtful smile on her face, before she saw the flashes of light in the distance. Kara and Karen skidded to a stop behind her waiting for Chloe's answer.

"No," she said as she looked forward and could sense the energy signature of the Legion ring, albeit it was a really defective Legion ring, dead ahead. And she was really hoped that dead ahead didn't mean dead behind, as in their dead behinds. "I think we're right on time."

"I'll get Clark, you get Luthor," Karen said to Harry, deciding to take charge for once.

"...And I'll take of laughing boy in the super suit," Kara said as she heard the evil comic book villain laughter coming from this tool ahead of them.

The blonde shot up into the air faster than a speeding bullet, determined to take him out.

The Time Lord chortled in glee as he looked down upon the quickly fading form of Clark Kent. "NOTHING CAN STOP ME NOW!"

"Hi, I'm nothing!" Kara flew forwards at him like a bullet, trying to take him out in one blow, but he ducked the attack and shot an energy beam towards her. The blonde weaved around it, only for him to fire at her once more. She evaded it once again, causing him to quickly become frustrated.

"Supergirl! Welcome! I will admit that this is getting a bit monotonous, but then again we've only done this about twelve times today," he said in a bored voice.

Kara was caught off guard by this, this wasn't the response she was expecting, although perhaps it was the one that she should have expected. Never the less, the blonde quickly became frustrated as every time she tried to attack her opponent, he kept blocking her again and again. Her frustration quickly became even more prominent as she started to lose her temper.

"That kick really hurt the first time….YOU!" the man yelled as he turned to see Harry Potter standing there. "I HATE YOU!"

"Most people do," Harry said in a bored voice. He tried to free Kal-El, he thought he'd be a little bit more impressive and a lot less dorky at this point in time, but that was beside the point.

"Well...you're pathetic! You think that you're something and….I'm getting closer and closer to beating you every time we step into the ring! So...what are you doing to do now?" the time lord taunted as Harry blocked his punch.

Clark was freed from the bubble, but he was half dazed, he could barely keep his eyes open. He had no idea what to do, he could barely keep his head up in the air. He coughed for a second as he tried to shake it off.

"Don't worry, we'll get you out of here," a voice said. Chloe was trying to disguise her voice so Clark didn't recognize it. She grunted as she carried him off to the side by his tacky red jacket. He was pretty much dead weight at the moment though.

"Come on, kid, we've got to go," Chloe said as she continued to drag him. She really wished she was a bit stronger. "I know, it sucks but…."

"Who are you?" Clark slurred.

"Your fairy godmother," Chloe dead panned as she dragged his limp body, which was no easy feat. "Come on, Smallville, move it!"

She couldn't resist using her cousin's favored name for Clark, because it was rather appropriate.

Their attempt to be inconspicuous had failed, given that there was a guy in a bright purple and green power suit trouncing around Smallville. So that idea flew right out the window in a snap of a finger. Never the less, Chloe shook her head and tried to keep her head up.

"I….can hardly move," Clark managed as he shook his head. "The green rocks…."

"I know, it's your Kryptonite….quite literally in your case….." Chloe said before she trailed off, having lost her train of thought.

"We've done this dance before," Harry stated for his own benefit as he blocked the Time Lord's punch, then pushed him back hard. Two beams of energy collided with both of them.

"Yes, I don't….I can't really figure out how you're able to keep fighting me...you should be weak! Pathetic! I should be able to take down in a snap of my fingers, just like that," the Time Lord said before Harry hurled him halfway across the road, sending him crashing through a tree on the other side.

"In that battle suit, you're nothing, but a pathetic man in a tin can…"

That was the wrong thing to say. "DON'T!…CALL!…ME!…PATHETIC!"

After breaking through the immobilization spell that Harry put on him with a shout. He tried to knock his head off, causing Harry to raise an eyebrow and say one thing.

"Well, it's immune to magic or at least very well protected against it, I guess that whoever put this suit together wanted to have a fighting chance," Harry said, before waving his hand and manipulating the very ground beneath him. "But, don't worry, I'm adaptable."

Karen and Kara had managed to get Luthor out of there and Chloe had done the same with Clark.

"This isn't going your way, is it?" Karen asked as she hurtled forwards out of nowhere to throw a Superman punch towards the Time Lord's head, but he blocked it by grabbing hold her of her hand. Then he hurled her away from him like a Frisbee.

"We've had this battle before…."

"...We know," Kara said, she was seeing flashes of what happened, Karen and Harry were experiencing these weird feelings as well.

"Deja-Vu," Karen whispered and she realized something, every time they beat him, he rewound time in an attempt to go back further and use the benefit of hindsight against them each time.

"Yes, it is," Harry said as he sent a blood red cutting curse towards his foe, but an energy field appeared around him.

"Perhaps I'm approaching this from the wrong angle," the criminal stated. "Perhaps….perhaps...I should go back even further in time, to prevent Superman from even arriving."

"No, we're not going through that again," Karen said as she knocked him back and sent him flying to the ground. The last time someone went back to Krypton's past, she was sent to the Phantom Zone, she didn't want that to happen ever again.

There was a loud thump as he collided against the ground with a loud crack, the back of his head smashing against it with an immense force.

He faded off into the distance and Harry paused to carefully scan the area where he disappeared.

"Where did he go?" Harry asked and the two blondes looked. "I don't like this."

"That makes two of us," Chloe said and Karen corrected her.

"That makes four of us," Karen said as she clenched her fist together as Chloe prepared to scan the time trail to see where this would be time lord went to.

To Be Continued.