Hello again! It's me, and yes, I know its two days early again, sorry about the sideways picture of Sav, but the editor isn't working, and I want to shout out to my best friend who is the reason why this story exists.
Episode2 pt1: "They don't listen, wow, so surprised."
"My name, is Savannah Winters, and I used to be normal, but two years after the accelerator went off I found out I had powers, then I'm suddenly kidnapped by a man who says I'm met for bigger things, I'm not met to be just a hero, I was met to be a Legend. I am, Trajectory."
Believe you can and your halfway there.
Location: Norway, 1975.
"And we've arrived." Rip announced as the Waverider landed. "Gideon, if you wouldn't mind camoulflaging us as a alpine meadow perhaps?"
"What are you complaning about? It's not like we landed." Sanrt said to Mick, who was leaning forward and rubbing his forehead.
"I hate flying, especially in...Whatever this thing is." He replied, waving his hand around for emphasis.
"Where are we excatly?" Carter asked curiously.
"We're still in 1975 right?" Kendra asked leaning forward slightly.
"Indeed. October 1975 on the fjords of Northern Norway." Rip said standing up.
"Sounds like a vacation." Snart commented.
"Which we can take as soon as the threat of Savage has been neutralized, Mr. Snart." Rip said walking into the Parlor and grabbing something.
"That's Aldus's notebook."
"Now, he theorized that Savage might be here, and if he's right, and if we can capture Savage, then at least Professor Boardman didn't die in vain." Rip told them.
"Can't we just go back and save Aldus?" Kendra asked softly.
"He was our son." Carter added.
Look, I'm sorry. We can't go back and change events in which we participated. Time would fold in on itself, creating a temporal vortex." Rip explained.
"Which sounds way cooler then It is." Ray agreed.
"Forgetting physics for a seconds." Sara started leaning against the console.
"Shouldn't we try to figure out what the heck Savage is even doing in Norway?" Savannah finished leaning against the doorjamb, dressed in blue jeans, a black thick strap tank top with a red flannel shirt over it (unbuttoned) and blue sneakers, her washed out blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail, with her arms crossed over her chest.
Everyone in the room jumped at her sudden appearance, except Sara, to which she smirked.
"According to Gideon, there is a large meeting of terrorists and fringe groups looking to buy illegal arms." Rip continued as all but Mick gather around the console.
"Now that sounds like a vacation." Mick commented, smirking.
As Savannah leaned against the console Rip took in her slightly pale complexion.
"How are you feeling?" He asked, his voice was softer.
Tilting her head up, Savannah offered him a tired smile.
"Better. You?"
"As well as can be expected."
Sara rose an eyebrow as she watched them.
"Arms dealers and terrorists aren't exactly our kind of people, but they're the next best thing." Snart said leaning against the console and smirking at Sara.
"Well, looks like you and your lapdog get to earn your keep." Carter commented and Savannah groaned softly.
Seriously? You really had to say that?
"I'm no one's lapdog, Bird man." Mick retorted.
"So." Savannah cut in giving Carter a look. "What exactly are we supposed to wear to a place like this anyway?"
"The Waverider has a fabrication room which can fashion temporally-indigenous, uh, fashion." Rip explained walking back into the Parlor.
"You've got a room that makes clothing?" Jax asked in surprise.
"Doesn't everyone?"
Savannah snorted, a smile touching her lips.
"You act like you can just go pick one up at the nearest Lowe's."
The blonde could feel the amusement that circled around the room.
"Can't you?"
Savannah couldn't help but laugh at that.
"Last time I looked you couldn't."
Behind her, Sara and Snart shared a thoughtful look.
Line break brought to you by how much I love the support of my best friend.
"Alright, first thing we need to do is work up a plan." Ray said walking down the hall with Snart, Mick, Rip and Savannah.
"Got a lot of experience infiltrating criminal gatherings? Didn't think so. I'm calling the shots." Snart cut in.
"Actually, I'm in charge, in case any of you have forgotten." Rip pointed out.
"No, I remember, I just don't care." Snart replied, and Savannah rolled her eyes again.
Well this is starting off wonderfully. She thought sarcastically.
Rip turned around and started walking the other way for a moment.
"Do I need to remind you hat I'm a Time Master? Making discrete alterations to the timeline is what I do, so we're not going to charge into the past like a bull into a China shop-"
"Half of what you told us about the mission turned out to be lies." Mick cut in.
"None of you have ever encountered Vandal Savage before." Rip started.
I have. She thought, but decided that saying that probably wouldn't be the best idea.
"I have, and I'm telling you now, you are making a big mistake."
"Already did that when we trusted you." Ray scoffed.
Ouch. The blonde thought mentally cringing.
Then the trio started walking away.
"Back soon Captain." Snart said over his shoulder.
"You coming Speedy?" Mick asked her.
"No thanks, I'm good." She replied with a small smile. "Be careful."
Mick seemed as if he didn't know how to respond to that last part, before following Snart and Ray down the hall.
"Why didn't you go with them?" Rip asked once the others were out of earshot.
The speedster shrugged.
"Well, like you said, you have the experience, you know what your doing, for the most part," At this she threw him a small teasing smirk, "Plus, I'd only be a liability anyway. Since I don't have much control of my powers."
As the duo walked down the hall back to the bridge, Savannah continued.
"And as for the others, you have to remember, that not all of us are used to being a part of a Team, or taking orders from someone, you know? It'll take a while for us to work as a Team."
Rip said nothing but watched her carefully, which went unnoticed by the Speedster.
That's when she saw her duffle bag sitting by the wall, and she walked over to it, her eyes lighting up.
"And guess what? Since they decided o run off and not listen, guess what I get? First choice in rooms!"
She exclaimed happily before taking off down the hall (Normal speed).
Rip was so shocked at her sudden change in attitude that he just stood there for a moment in total shock.
Snapping out of it he shook his head and went to go check up on the others.
Another line brought to you by My love for Merlin.
Savannah skidded to a halt after finding the room she wanted, the door slid open and the light blonde walked inside, the room was small, but not enough to make her claustrophobic, there was a bed that came out of the wall, a good sized closet, a desk and a small bathroom.
After looking around, Savannah dropped her bag on her bed, and started unpacking.
But what she found once she opened her bag surprised her.
Confused, Savannah pulled it out of the bag, and her eyes went wide with realization:
It was her own suit.
And there was a note on the front.
Hope you like it!
~Cisco.
Her smile grew impossibly wide and she was quick to try it on.
Once she got into it, she stood in front of the mirror.
(I'm lazy, just look at the cover).
Savannah was grinning like an idiot, and decided to try it out, and she quickly took off out of her room and down the hall.
The blonde ran around the ship a few times before going back to her room, panting and laughing breathlessly.
"That was awesome."
Changing back into her jeans, tank top and flannel shirt, Savannah made her way back down the hall.
Upon arriving onto the bridge, Savannah was greeted by Rip scolding at a hologram on the console.
"What's wrong?" She asked, the smile slipping off her face as she walked over.
Rip looked up at her, and Savannah could feel annoyance and undertones of anger in the back of her mind.
"What happened?" She asked again, her narrowed eyes flickered to the hologram.
"The Team failed to capture Savage." Came the frustrated and disheartened reply.
Savannah offered him a soft smile, and once again reassurance filled her eyes.
"Hey, we're gonna catch this guy," She started, turning to lean her back against the console and look up at him, "It might take a while," She said with a shrug, "But we will, don't worry."
"Captain?"
"Yes, what is it Gideon?" Rip replied looking up.
"I believe we have another problem, I scanned the warehouse, and found that Dr. Palmer has lost a piece of his Atom suit, which is now in the hands of Savage." The AI replied.
Savannah sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose.
"I'm gonna make a wild guess, and say that that's not a good thing." She said leaning her head back slightly.
"Not good at all."
The two shared a look, before voices could be heard down the hall.
"Well, I'm really glad you were calling the shots." Ray said sarcastically, probably to Snart.
"I had it under control until the Professor started picking fights with the PLO." He replied.
"You let your ego endanger our entire mission." Carter agreed.
"No, Mr. Rory's temper got completely out of control-" Stein started but Mick cut him off.
"I thought we were friends Professor."
"At least there's one less nuclear bomb on the planet." Kendra said, obviously trying to look on the bright side.
That's when Rip started clapping, and Savannah couldn't help but flinch at the sudden sharp sound.
"Here, here," He started sarcastically, leaning against the doorway to the Parlor, "Now you all deserve a hearty congratulations. Not only did you fail to capture Savage, you exposed your powers to him, giving away the element of surprise for now and all time. Well done Team."
"We don't need the element of surprise," Carter argued, "We know where he's in Norway, so lets just find him-"
"Well, now we have a bigger problem then Savage." Rip continued, agitation clear in his voice. "If you would have listened to me, about the dangers of upsetting the timeline." He snapped and at the word 'dangers' he slammed his hands down on the console in frustration which caused Savannah to jump slightly.
"What are you talking about?" Kendra asked, looking between the two, she had seen Savannah's reaction.
"While you were busy ruining Norway," Savannah started, trying to calm her racing heart, "Savage apparently sent one of his minions back to the site, and guess what he found?"
Both Rip and Savannah turned to look at Ray, who, in turn looked down at his suit, then after a moment: "Whoops."
Savannah face-palmed.
"I am unversed in modern American colloquialisms, Is "whoops" slang for "oh"-" Gideon started.
"Yes." Rip cut in. " Dr. Palmer seems to have thrown a spanner in the works for the entire timeline."
"Come again?" Ray asked, looking confused.
This time Savannah answered, her voice held a mild annoyed tone to it. "You ruined History Ray."
Rip sent her a side glance, before continuing.
"This is Central City in 2016. At least it was." Rip told them, and a large hologram of Central City appeared, but it was in ruins. "I'm not sure what the neo-fascists who took control of it are calling it these days."
Savannah stood straighter, her eyes scanning the hologram, shock embedded deeply in her eyes.
"There must be a way to correct this somehow." Martin said looking at both Rip and Savannah desperately.
"Fortunately, Gideon is just showing us a forecast of the future you've all created." Rip explained and Savannah hummed softly, understanding coming to her slowly.
"So," She started, her eyes still glued to the hologram, "Time is like, cement, right? It takes time, no pun intended, to harden, to become permanent."
Rip nodded.
"In this case, until Savage's Team had worked out the mystery of your future Technology and mold it to their own ends. And when they do, what you see here is no longer just a forecast. This...this is history."
Another line break brought to you by Happy New Year!
"So, thanks to Raymond leaving a piece of his suit in the past the rest of us don't have a future to go back to?" Snart asked walking around the bridge.
"Unless we do something to change this course of events, the future will become immutable." Rip said leaning forward in one of the chairs.
"Exactly how much time do we have?" Ray asked.
"Until Savage's weapons Team reverse-engineer your tech." He replied and Savannah sighed.
"We're talking 1970s terrorists with 21st century weapons," The blonde pointed out, "And since we don't know where he went-"
"We don't have to find Savage." Ray cut in, his eyes alight as he stood up. "We just have to find the other piece of my suit. Which shrinks because it's made of an alloy which mimics intra-molecular compression of dwarf star, thus emitting -"
"-Alpha particles." Savannah finished, a smile braking out across her face.
"Exactly!" Ray agreed, his smile just as wide.
"So we just need to be able to track them." Stein said, his eyes alight with understanding. "Fortunately, Alpha particles are highly tractable."
"Yet unheard of in the 1970s." Ray replied sadly. "It's like we're tapped in the stone age."
"I'll have you know that I was researching Alpha Particles when you were eating crayons." Martin said, while Savannah walked over and leaned against the console.
"So to track that piece of Ray's supersuit, we just need to talk to..." Snart trailed off.
"Me." Martin started with a smile, "25 year old me rather."
There has to be some kind of rule against that. Savannah thought.
"You two are just in time." Rip said as Kendra and Carter walked in.
"Show them Kendra." Carter urged.
"Aldus was carrying this when he was killed." She started, handing a piece of paper to Rip, "It's a newspaper article about an Egyptian dagger."
"The one Savage used to kill us." Carter added, and Savannah took the paper from Rip.
"In Central City, we learned that objectsassociated with the night of our death can also be used to kill Savage." Kendra finished, then looked over at Carter.
"According to Aldus's notes, the dagger needs to be wielded in conjunction with an incantation inscribed on it."
Rip leaned over and took the paper from Savannah, before he started pacing.
"What does this incantation say?" Martin asked looking over at Carter.
They both turned to look at Kendra.
"I don't know. I can't read the language."
"It's okay, I'll help you remember." Carter said touching her shoulder gently.
"Splendid. Now as for the dagger..." Rip started.
"You need someone to steal it." Ray finished, then Snart took the paper from Rip saying: "Okay, fine. Whatever I'll do it."
Savannah couldn't help but snicker at the expression on his face, which earned her a look.
"Article says it was purchased by some rich Russian douche bag name Sasha Mahnovski." Snart read out loud.
"I'll go with you." Ray said as Snart started walking out.
"I already got a partner." He replied.
"Who I trust even less then you." Ray shot back.
Savannah rolled her eyes, were they really doing this again?
"Look, you're more then welcome to go with them. Just don't take along any of your future tech, and take Savannah with you for back up." Rip said, which thankfully settled the argument.
"Wait, what?" Savannah asked looking at Rip in shock.
He met her confused and slightly uncertain gaze.
You sure you want me to go on a mission?
"Just try to stay out of sight, and don't use your speed unless absolutely necessary." He told her, and she nodded hesitantly.
"Alrighty then," She muttered, "Guess I'm going on an adventure."
That's when Martin started walking out.
"Oy! Where do you think you're going?" Rip exclaimed.
"To break into my old lab and bring us the particle tracker." Martin replied as if it was obvious.
"Fine," Rip started with a huff, "But perhaps, you should take Jefferson and Sara with you to act as your intermediaries. Look, interacting with yourself in the past can have catastrophic effects upon the future." Rip warned.
"Fascinating." Savannah gave Martin a 'Really?' look, to which he ignored. "Let's go."
"Setting a course for the united states Captain." Gideon informed them.
Once alone, Savannah chuckled.
"The only thing I gotta say Rip, is that you've got your hands full."
Author's note:
Well that wraps up another chapter! I hope you guys enjoy reading this as much as I enjoy writing it!
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~DarkRed101